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Chapter 3590: Little Ancestor (Monthly Ticket Bonus Update 10)

A current of air appeared in the center of the vortex, swirling reversely several times. Then, a small jade talisman suddenly emerged from the vortex's center, flickering with a soft glow.

Qiao Mu punched towards the jade talisman. Before her hand even touched it, the old man's startled cry echoed in her ears, "No, no, no! Little Ancestor, please! Don't hit it anymore. You've already destroyed dozens of my core formation talismans! If this keeps up, all the defensive and stealth arrays inside and outside my Chaoyang Tower will be utterly destroyed!"

The old man's phantom figure suddenly appeared before Qiao Mu, his old face scrunched in misery, stroking his crumpled white beard. The old man said pitifully, "Great-granddaughter, let's talk, okay?"

"Speak," Qiao Mu glared at the old man, unamused. This old ghost was terribly cunning. Before, he was hiding in a corner, trying to lure Qiaoqiao into a trapping array. Don't let his seemingly honest demeanor fool you; he was full of tricks.

"My dear granddaughter," the old man said, "you see, your great-grandfather is old now, and I can't endure all this torment from you. This wisp of my divine soul still needs to wait for my main body to return from its travels! I can't perish now."

Qiao Mu looked at him expressionlessly, "You're already dead. Your descendants have put your tablet in the ancestral hall!"

The old man immediately cursed, "Nonsense! These ungrateful brats, they're just messing around! I, this old man, merely went out traveling and haven't returned for a few decades, and they dare to curse me as dead?! I couldn't possibly die even if those ungrateful brats did!"

Qiao Mu's mouth twitched involuntarily. If they were ungrateful brats, then what was he? An old turtle?

"My great-granddaughter," the old man gazed at her with a smile, his eyes settling on her wrist, "Tell great-grandfather, what's your relationship with that old woman from the Divine Water Sect?"

"It's stopped, it's paused at the fifty-eighth floor!" Outside, an elder exclaimed, and everyone else let out a collective sigh of relief. This monster was probably stumped by this floor too. Thank goodness, if this character truly charged straight to the ninety-ninth floor, most of the Mu family disciples present would probably have their hearts give out.

On the other side, Crown Prince Mo ascended the dark tunnel, a night-luminescent pearl in his hand. This Heavenly Fate's small base was built underground, and it looked quite spacious. Mo Lian walked along the tunnel for over half an hour before he saw a glimmer of light. He hastened his steps upwards and soon emerged from the light.

The sound of a rushing waterfall immediately filled his ears. Looking up, he found himself at the bottom of a valley, with steep mountainsides and a waterfall, like a silver chain, cascading down with a thundering roar.

Mo Lian's gaze fell upon the cliff opposite him, where a black spiritual mushroom grew, moistened by the fine spray of the waterfall. What a pristine, divine-grade medicinal herb. He hadn't expected to stumble upon such a treasure by simply entering a random valley and looking up. It must be his little wife secretly guiding him, Crown Prince Mo thought, feeling a little pleased.

With a leap, he flew towards the top of the cliff. Although he didn't understand pharmacology, he had seen his little wife gather herbs often enough. He knew that such divine-grade medicinal herbs needed to be placed in a jade box after being collected. So, he took an empty jade box from his inner world, carefully plucked the black spiritual mushroom, and placed it inside.

"Your Highness!"