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Chapter 114 Once Upon a Time

They seemed to be amazed by Luo Qingcheng's erudition.

The sound disappears.

When Luo Qingcheng opened his eyes again, he saw that he was holding a lotus petal in his hand.

The fragrance of lotus flowers lingers around it, and the pink and red petals are tender and look very sweet.

Luo Qingcheng swallowed hard. What's going on? This thing looks delicious.

Just as Luo Qingcheng was about to eat the petal, Sen in the contract space couldn't sit still any longer.

It suddenly emerged from the contract space between Luo Qingcheng's eyebrows.

A small green dragon, though called a dragon, actually looked more like a small emerald green snake. It flew in mid-air, twisting and turning, and brushed against a lotus petal, wrapping its entire body around the not-so-large petal.

Even his tone of voice sounded like he'd been drinking fake alcohol.

Sen Xun said with a hint of drowsiness, "Master, please give these flower petals to this dragon!"

Luo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, "Why should I give it to you?"

Sen snapped, "You used to..."

Suddenly remembering something, it didn't continue speaking, and circled in mid-air with a dejected expression.

He was too proud to admit it: "Fine, if you don't want it, then don't. Humph, this dragon doesn't want it anyway!"

After saying that, he was about to return to the contract space.

Luo Qingcheng reacted quickly and grabbed its tail.

Before Sen could explode, he spoke up to soothe him, saying, "Alright, I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you."

Luo Qingcheng casually tossed a lotus petal to Sen, then turned around and planned to pluck another petal from the lotus seat.

As soon as the hand reached out, the lotus seat seemed to sense something and trembled.

The boy and girl in front lowered their heads and looked at Luo Qingcheng.

In that instant, Luo Qingcheng felt the spiritual energy within his body, which was almost completely dissipated, suddenly struggle to break free from the restraints imposed by her flesh.

It felt like the spiritual energy surge she had experienced before.

Luo Qingcheng paused.

He raised his hands to both sides, looking embarrassed, and said, "I won't pick them, is it really necessary?"

The boy and girl then returned to normal.

The spiritual energy within Luo Qingcheng's body returned to calm.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Sen had already swallowed the lotus petals and returned to the contract space.

Luo Qingcheng could sense that it had fallen into a deep sleep.

She began to ponder what Sen had just said. She didn't know who the "you" in "before you..." referred to. It couldn't possibly be referring to herself. She had been in Xuanwu Continent for quite some time, but she was certain that she had never met Sen before.

I wonder if that silly dragon mistook me for someone else.

Luo Qingcheng couldn't be sure either, so she just made a note of it. Given Sen's intelligence, she would soon understand what it meant.

Let's go find that unlucky guy, Mu Zi'en, first.

After the sound disappeared, Luo Qingcheng discovered that three passages had appeared behind the statue.

The passageway was engraved with inscriptions that looked like gibberish, which Luo Qingcheng couldn't understand.

Only through the inscriptions could one sense that the leftmost passage had a dark aura. Luo Qingcheng tentatively approached a little, only to find his mind turbulent.

She quickly regained her balance and then moved towards the central passageway.

The passageway in the middle was very ordinary, and she did not sense any aura. Its ordinariness made her feel a little apprehensive.

The passage on the right is filled with ethereal music, and the inscriptions are easy to understand, depicting cranes and auspicious clouds, making it clear at a glance that this passage is related to immortals.

"Master of the Forgetful Sword, which one do you think she will choose?"

The elders of the Taixu Sect naturally hoped that Luo Qingcheng would choose the left side, so that he could find an excuse to launch a fierce attack on Mo Wangqing and regain some face.

Don't forget him and ignore him.

The Taixu Sect elder frowned, feeling extremely dissatisfied with Mo Wangqing.

Ling Yuchen watched for a while. He hated old men who would deliberately cause trouble, but this old man was looking for trouble with Mo Wangqing.

He thought the old man was alright.

Seeing the old man's embarrassment, Ling Yuchen, with a touch of sympathy, spoke up to help him out, saying, "Why don't you let me guess?"

However, this old man, who relied on his seniority, was ignorant and refused to take the step back offered by Ling Yuchen. Instead, he removed the step back from Ling Yuchen's attempt to save face.

"Yu Chen, didn't your master teach you that it's good manners not to interrupt when elders are speaking?"

Ling Yu's face darkened instantly.

This old man is really shameless, daring to mention his own master?

"Pah!" he spat inwardly.

You bad old man! Not even a little bit!

He feigned an apology, bowing respectfully: "My master did indeed teach me to be more accommodating to Elder Taixu, because Taixu is prone to extortion."

Mo Wangqing rarely agrees with Ling Yuchen's point of view.

He nodded approvingly at Ling Yuchen.

This infuriated the elder of the Taixu Sect. He was about to speak when he couldn't catch his breath, choked on his saliva, and began to cough violently.

"You, cough cough, you lot! You're simply! Cough cough cough cough! This is outrageous!"

He stammered and stumbled for quite a while before he could finish a sentence.

Ling Yuchen shrugged at the elders watching the commotion, as if to say, "See? My master was right."

This made the elders laugh.

But I'm really afraid of angering this petty Taixu Sect elder to death. Mo Wangqing is known for not giving face to anyone, and Ling Yuchen is young and has a lower seniority. If something happens, it won't be his responsibility. On the contrary, if we, the onlookers, are really angered by this senior Taixu Sect elder and get sick, wouldn't we be criticized behind our backs?

They hurriedly built steps one by one.

"I see that this disciple acts without restraint, and he might very well choose the demonic path."

"Then I'll offer one hundred spirit stones to suppress this righteousness!"

Everyone knows that Mo Wangqing doesn't give anyone face, but he's a traitor.

If you say the opposite of what he means, there's a very high chance he'll respond.

Someone asked, "Master of the Forgetful Sword, you surely know which path your disciple will choose?"

Mo Wangqing glanced coldly at the speaker and indeed retorted, "Do you know if I don't?"

"You know, so tell me?"

To provoke, don't forget the passion; ideally, your tone should be three parts mockery, three parts disdain, and four parts nonchalance.

Mo Wangqing was indeed fooled, and confidently declared, "My disciple will naturally follow the path of immortality!"

Luo Qingcheng frowned, as his cheap master refused to change the channel and was broadcasting everything he did live in front of the elders of various sects.

If she guessed correctly, these three paths must be related to the question the voice had asked her earlier.

One demon, one immortal, and one human.

But the problem is, she didn't come here to become a demon or an immortal, but to become a god!

She muttered to herself, "Why isn't there a spirit path here?"

But if you don't have it, then so be it.

After all, a statue that wouldn't even spare an extra lotus flower can't be expected to have much grandeur.

She stood before the passage and, without hesitation, just as Mo Wangqing had predicted, chose the path of immortality.

Mo Wangqing stared intently at the painting, and when he saw that Luo Qingcheng had indeed chosen the immortal path, a slight smile appeared in his eyes.

So many years have passed, and her appearance and personality are completely different from before, but her choices remain unchanged.

Elder Taixu is currently gathering strength to prepare for the next wave and has not commented on this matter.

On the contrary, the one who oppressed humanity kept his word and gave Mo Wangqing one hundred spirit stones.

"I will never gamble again!" He said this for what felt like the umpteenth time, with a heavy heart.