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Chapter 4080: Special

Did they think a single teleportation talisman array could help them slip away right under the nose of a Heaven-rank Grand Talisman Master?

Too naive!

The old me, perhaps, would truly have been helpless against them.

But now, Grand Talisman Master Qiao Qiao is already a Heaven-rank master. When it comes to the flow of talisman power, its control, and its varying depths, she understands it like the back of her hand.

Whatever talisman the opponent uses, how much talisman power it contains, its approximate teleportation direction, and its distance—she knows it all, clear as day.

Calculating the distance and space precisely, she led all the Underworld Court Guards to wait for Mu Qingya and her group in the suburbs.

Sure enough, with a flash of light and shadow, Ciwei stumbled out of the teleportation talisman array first, a speck of fresh blood on her lips.

Evidently, that wave of attack talismans, upon entering the array, caused a series of major disturbances in the narrow, confined teleportation space, leaving everyone severely injured.

Qiao Mu stood there, her eyes cold, observing Mu Qingya from a distance.

Mu Qingya, who had been sent into the array by Granny Qiu's palm strike and then shaken by the attack talismans, was clearly injured too.

But the problem was, her complexion actually looked slightly better than Ciwei's, who was a cultivator.

Qiao Mu scrutinized her up and down a few times, then nodded. "As expected of the Soaring Heaven Hall Master. Though you possess no cultivation, you have quite a lot of defensive talismans and defensive spiritual artifacts on you."

Mu Qingya, clutching a bloody mark on her arm, calmly raised her eyes, gazing coldly at Qiao Mu, and sighed faintly. "Qiao Qiao, you truly are formidable."

Qiao Mu nodded again. "If I wasn't formidable, I would have long been killed by the Clear Sky Gate members you sent when I was on Sikong Star, wouldn't I?"

"I truly can't believe that you, this woman, could make Governor Geng Pengcheng of Shuntian Prefecture so utterly devoted to you." Qiao Mu curiously sized her up. "You're a woman with no cultivation. How do you have the virtue or ability to reach this point? I'm quite curious myself."

"It's good for people to be curious," Mu Qingya smiled faintly, her expression distant and aloof. "But one's curiosity won't always be satisfied by others."

Qiao Mu scoffed. "You started plotting against me and my family from Wen Ruwan onwards. Unfortunately, you didn't succeed."

"After that, Daoist Master Da Yu, Fan Qiuhe, Aunt Fan, the Dwarf triplets, let me think, and then there's Old Monkey, Brother Tu, Tan Fa from Clear Sky Gate... too many." Qiao Mu sighed faintly. "Look at how many people you sent to deal with me, and in the end, what did you gain?"

"Nothing!"

"You simply can't deal with me." At least in this life, she had never suffered any major losses at Mu Qingya's hands.

Should this be attributed to her past life's tragedy, giving her experience in dealing with enemies?

Qiao Mu gave a self-deprecating smile, her eyes subtly shifting, containing a hint of desolate coldness. "Why?"

"Why are there so many 'whys' in this world?" Mu Qingya sighed. "Just like you, I also want to know, why do you seem to have divine aid? It's as if you can always see through my intentions and actions, and the people I send seem to be utterly useless against you?"

Qiao Mu paused, then a faint, desolate, icy smile slowly blossomed on her lips. "What you say has some truth to it. Who doesn't have a little secret?"

"Mu Qingya. Although you have no cultivation, you... have a special ability, don't you?"