Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 165: Chapter 43: Conditions for Becoming

Emperor, Zhao Huai l s Golden Cicada Escaping Technique,

Conflict Over Ancestral Artifacts (Request for Monthly Tickets!!) 2

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Yu Qinghan’s face was frosty as she said,

“No problem, after ascending to the throne, it’s just a matter of your own words. You don’t need to ask me anymore.”

Pei Ming didn’t think this condition was a condition at all.

He politely spoke to Monks Cang Long and Fu Hu standing next to him:

“I’m sorry to bother the two of you.”

Seeing that her own goal had been achieved, now it was time to restore Yu Qinghan’s personal freedom.

The tall and thin Monk Cang Long did not say much, waving his hand lightly.

At last, the golden restriction in front of Yu Qinghan was lifted.

Standing on the eaves of the roof, she looked far away, apparently searching for the location of Huai’s pawnshop. But she didn’t see any movement.

“General, this is your stuff.”

A soldier was holding a tray with the droplet pendant on it.

Yu Qinghan jumped down, landed steadily, took the storage pendant, and held it in her hand, silent.

At this time, rows of silver armored soldiers lined up in the spacious courtyard in a semi-kneeling position. “Welcome General!”

“Welcome General!”

“Welcome General!”

The military solemnity reached its peak, shaking the ground, but there was no trace of a smile on Yu Qinghan’s face.

“Since you have agreed, it’s time to head north.”

Pei Ming laughed involuntarily.

“No rush,” Yu Qinghan said calmly.

“What do you mean? You want to back out?” Pei Ming’s eyebrows furrowed. He hurriedly looked at the Monks Cang Long and Fu Hu, but at this moment.

Cang Long and Fu Hu had stood beside Yu Qinghan.

On her left and right.

“I have never regretted what I promised.”

Yu Qinghan disdainfully glanced at the other party, then raised the general seal and ordered her troops:

“From now on, the one who decides in Changning Mansion is the Master of this

Palace! ”

Her voice was cold and overbearing.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

The soldiers knocked on the ground using their weapons, responding to her words.

Yu Qinghan turned around and walked towards the main entrance, emotionlessly issuing her first war order: “Let’s go, it’s time for killing.”

On the street outside Huai’s pawnshop,

Several workers carried a dead body slowly to the entrance of the pawnshop, shouting aloud,

“Make way, make way!”

“Master Zhao has met with an accident, everyone, move aside.” People on the street gathered in circles, whispering.

“I heard there’s a dead body, it’s a young man who runs a pawnshop! He’s not bad-looking either.”

“What? Boss Zhao is dead? Wasn’t he alright just yesterday?”

“Boss Zhao was such a good person! I fell into a debt mess two years ago, and it was Boss Zhao who helped me out of it, allowing me to work for him to slowly pay off my debts. I’ll never forget that.”

“That’s right, on the occasion of some celebrations, when he needed to use money urgently, Boss Zhao’s prices were usually higher, I’ve never seen another shopkeeper like him.”

“He had a sharp tongue but a heart of tofu, an absolute good person!”

“The world really doesn’t treat good people well. He should have lived a long and happy life.”

“Rest in peace, rest in peace.”

The neighbors on the street, seeing Zhao Huai’s dead body, were sighing and mourning. Many of them even had tears in their eyes.

“Get out of the way! Everyone, get out of my way!”

Suddenly, an urgent voice came from the crowd.

Pushing through the crowd was a youth in brocade clothes, a ring on his thumb.

He was none other than the son of the governor, Li Yanqing.

After parting more than half a year ago, the two had not seen each other for a long time.

Since experiencing the fox demon incident, Li Yanqing had been weak for several months and couldn’t get out of bed, recovering for a long time.

Moreover, every time he visited, Zhao Huai was not in the pawnshop.

At this moment, Li Yanqing saw Zhao Huai’s life-like corpse laid out in front of him.

He couldn’t believe his eyes!

How could such a powerful senior suddenly die?!

“Does Boss Zhao have any family members?”

“I haven’t seen any, the only one I’ve seen is his wife who just married him a few months ago.”

“Yes, where is his wife now?

The neighbors chatted and then moved on to other topics.

An elder with high moral character and prestige saw the scene, shaking his head:

“Let the shopkeeper rest in peace.”

Hearing this, the neighbors sighed and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Only Li Yanqing was left sobbing in front of Zhao Huai’s body, wailing in grief.

“Senior! You died so tragically!” “I should have come to see you earlier!”

“Who did it! I will kill them!”

Li Yanqing’s grief-stricken shouts made Pei Xiangyun, who was lying under the counter, twitch her eyelids slightly.

She finally woke up and coughed dryly, still a little weak.

As soon as she woke up, she saw a man hugging another person at the door, wailing mournfully.

“Brother-in-law…”

Pei Xiangyun’s expression froze as she saw the person lying on the ground.

“Impossible, how could it be… Brother-in-law is so strong, how could he die!”

Her mind involuntarily recalled the terrifying Devil.

Her body shivered, still trembling slightly.

Seeing Zhao Huai’s corpse, Pei Xiangyun’s heart ached.

Her heart was empty.

He had just been alive yesterday.

Now he was dead.

Memories surged in her mind.

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“Me? Just a loose cultivator.”

“Brother-in-law, can you and Sister be quieter at night?”

“Tsk, kid, don’t worry about it.”

“I am not a child!”

For some reason, Pei Xiangyun’s eyes became sour.

Later, she couldn’t help covering her face and sobbing.