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Chapter 257 Sir, please give me a reasonable explanation



Chapter 257 Sir, please give me a reasonable explanation

There won’t be any fifth-level monsters in the secret realm, so what is the fun of chasing her?

Ghost?

Thinking back to how he was being chased by the monster and running around in disarray, Youhuang felt a little indignant. If he had known earlier, he would have just confronted it directly and maybe he would have gotten some unexpected rewards.

But he remained calm and said, "How could there not be a fifth-level monster? So many people saw it, including people from your demon world. Could it be that what everyone saw was not a fifth-level monster, but the ghost of a fifth-level monster?"

"If I say there is none, then there is none. Don't ask any more questions." Lian Chi flicked You Huang's forehead and said, "Go into the secret realm and take us to the place where you found the monster. Then you go back to the flying boat and wait for us."

"I don't want to stay with a madman, so I'd better go to the Yulin Forest and dig trees."

Youhuang glanced at Ranhai as he spoke, but quickly looked away. There was something wrong with this guy.

It's been so long since he was pricked by the sting, but the poison hasn't taken effect and he hasn't gotten angry at himself. These are not the behaviors expected from someone poisoned by a love flower.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

You Huang involuntarily took a few steps back and took the initiative to keep a distance from this madman.

Lian Chi glanced at Ran Hai, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "Okay, just stay in Yushulin and don't run around, lest you attract anything."

"Don't worry, I don't want to get into trouble."

The four of them deliberately concealed the truth about themselves, and Youhuang naturally knew that he had to protect himself to avoid being in trouble like in the ancient tomb.

"Why don't you ask why we are looking for a fifth-level monster?" Xie Jiang suddenly leaned over to ask Youhuang's ear, staring at her light eyes with amusement. Her eyes were emotionless.

It was this familiar scent again. This person must be around me all the time, but I just haven't noticed him.

You Huang said calmly: "The more you know, the faster you die. I am still young and have good aptitude. I also want to stand on a high place and look down on the world one day."

"Be careful with your ambition, little girl." Mo He couldn't help but tease her after hearing this, but he knew in his heart that the little girl did have that potential.

"This is not ambition, it's an ideal." You Huang immediately retorted: "Ideals can illuminate life and point out the direction of the future. If a person does not have ideals, he is no different from a salted fish."

"With your brain and awareness, it's a shame that you don't engage in teaching and educating people."

Xie Jiang suddenly said something, and then he straightened up and said, "What I mean is: How can a child like you have so many weird ideas?"

"Is it weird?" You Huang asked disapprovingly, and suddenly stared into Xie Jiang's eyes and said, "I think you are a little weird."

"What's strange about me?" Xie Jiang asked in confusion.

"This is only the second time we've met, why do you always act like you know me so well?"

You Huang asked in a puzzled manner, then snorted coldly, "Don't think that if you try to get close to me, I will join your camp. Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. I don't want to be influenced by your thoughts and actions."

"In fact, when it comes to evil, you are more evil than us."

Mo He has the air of a scholar, and his voice is still gentle and low.

His eyes fell on You Huang calmly, staring into her eyes and said: "As far as I know, during the time you were wandering in the market, no one taught you arithmetic, and no one taught you how to make black powder. How did you know these things?"

“Arithmetic exists in every aspect of people’s lives, but most people don’t pay much attention to it, while some people understand it thoroughly, and I am the latter.”

You Huang's words made sense, and he continued to explain another question, "As for the principle of black powder explosion, it is actually similar to the principle of fireworks and firecrackers. I have worked in a firecracker workshop and have come into contact with the raw materials for making black powder. It is not surprising that it can be made. What's weird about it?"

"You do make sense, but..." Mo He paused and said, "As a thirteen-year-old child, whether in front of Xue Zun or in front of us, you are too calm and composed. You don't even feel the pressure from your realm."

"It's really hard to explain. How about..." You Huang thought seriously and said, "Just think of this child as someone I possessed. Otherwise, I don't know how to explain it."

"Even if it's possession, it can't be explained clearly. The things you know have never appeared in this world." Xie Jiang smiled at You Huang and said, "Your attainments in arithmetic are enough to subvert the cognition of everyone in this world."

"Please give me a reasonable explanation, sir." You Huang suddenly raised his head and asked, with a gleam in his eyes.

"I think..." Xie Jiang stopped talking, looking at You Huang with complicated eyes, and said after a moment: "You are indeed smarter than ordinary people."

"That's right, otherwise how could I have such a photographic memory." You Huang lowered his eyes and said, "Thanks to my parents, they gave me a dull mind, otherwise I would have died in the slums when I was three years old."

"Your parents are truly amazing."

Xie Jiang responded in agreement and glanced at Youhuang with ulterior motives.

The mystery has been solved. You Huang understood the intention of that look and deliberately changed the subject: "What's wrong with him? Is it the love flower poison that has taken effect, or is he immune to the love flower poison?"

"I just told you not to ask too many questions or pry into other people's affairs, but you have completely forgotten everything." Lian Chi pulled You Huang aside and warned him softly, "Also, you are not allowed to mention what happened today to anyone. I don't want to be like someone who seals other people's memories at every turn."

"Junior knows."

Youhuang replied unhappily.

Coming to the Penglai Sea again, Youhuang finally saw the topography of the secret realm clearly.

The secret realm is actually composed of seven islands arranged according to the layout of the Big Dipper, and the entrance to the secret realm is at the end.

Ran Hai was left on the Feiban Boat. The three Demon Lords took Youhuang into the secret realm and found that there were still many cultivators searching for treasures inside. However, judging from the way these people were dressed, most of them were independent cultivators without any sect.

"That's where I found the fifth-level monster."

You Huang led the three to the location where the fifth-level monster was found and said, "I don't know when it appeared, nor do I know why it was chasing me."

Xie Jiang hesitated and said, "Maybe it's fate."

"That must be a bad fate." You Huang retorted unhappily.

"You didn't lie to us, did you?" Mo He asked with a smile.

The devil is indeed suspicious by nature. You Huang said lazily: "Soul-searching technique, backtracking technique, you will know if I am lying once you try it."

Xie Jiang gently fanned his nose with his hands, turned around and nodded to the two of them, then said to You Huang: "You can go to Yushulin. Don't come out unless we call you, and don't even think about sending a message to Xue Zun."

"What are you thinking about?" You Huang said coldly, "Don't you know how far my cultivation can spread?"

"Then don't run around." Xie Jiang continued, "Self-cultivators have no sect constraints and can do anything. Don't run into them."

"Thank you for the reminder, Xijun."

Youhuang looked at Xiejiang meaningfully, then turned and walked towards Yushulin.


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