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"When did this happen? How could it be so sudden? I haven't even fully developed yet. By the way, when is she going to come to Earth?" Morgana asked at the end.
“I’m not sure either. It could be one or two months, or it could be half a year before we head to Earth. I’ll keep an eye on it then,” Karl’s voice replied.
"Okay, let me know when that bitch Keisha sets off. I'll hang up now, Your Majesty, I need to get ready for bed."
"Oh, by the way, remember to send Devil Number One to me, Queen, tomorrow morning. I'm planning to give Li Dao and the others a big surprise."
After saying this, Morgana decisively hung up the phone, then lay down on the soft bed, looking at the ceiling with purple patterns, her bright eyes sparkling.
"Tomorrow's interview with Huaxia will be perfect for spreading fear and faith. By then, I'll have no shortage of demonic armies, and an endless stream of them... Haha!"
"Forget it, I'll stop thinking about this now and go to sleep. I have work to do tomorrow morning. Sigh, even a king has work to do!"
……
The next day, the sky was bright.
Li Dao was cultivating in his room while the two women were taking a bath.
Xiao Wangchao, on the other hand, got up early to brush his teeth and wash his face. Then he went to the courtyard to face the rising sun, stretched his limbs a little, and immediately assumed the posture of a golden toad lying in a crouching stance to cultivate.
Meanwhile, Xiao Wangchao drank the remaining nutrient solution from two days ago, and then began to adjust his breathing rhythm. Gradually, his breathing rhythm became regular and predictable, and his consciousness once again entered the vast and silent starry sky.
The starry sky remained devoid of matter, pitch black, cold, and deathly silent. Even with Xiao Wangchao's best efforts, he could not change the current situation.
"Is it still like this? Master said that everyone's starry sky is different. It seems that I am a special case." Xiao Wang Chao murmured.
Since it wasn't the first time, Xiao Wangchao wasn't disappointed; instead, he felt he should be an exception.
"But it doesn't matter. Master said that facing all kinds of negative emotions here is very beneficial to my mind and spirit, and lays a solid foundation for my future cultivation."
Thinking this, Xiao Wangchao immediately sat up cross-legged and took the initiative to experience the negative emotions that were growing in his heart.
Outside, he continued to maintain the posture of a golden toad lying in a crouching position, as if a golden toad basking in the warm sunlight, showing a calm and comfortable appearance.
It's unclear how much time passed, but after Angel Ying and Angel Canxing finished their baths, Xiao Wangchao was still cultivating, looking completely absorbed and seemingly evolving towards his master's state.
"Little Wang Chao is certainly hardworking. By the way, Sister Ying, when are you going to adopt him as your son?" Angel Canxing glanced at Sister Ying beside her and asked with a smile.
Angel Ying smiled and said, "I have lived for more than 30,000 years. My age is more than enough to be an ancestor. I will just take Wang Chao as my son."
“Sister Ying, you’re not old at all. I remember the little Taoist priest had the style of Cao Cao, didn’t he? You’re still as charming as ever,” Angel Canxing said.
“We are angels, and we can only love one person in our lifetime, so… although I am tempted, I know my limits.” Angel Ying shook her head.
She might take advantage of the Taoist priest occasionally, or be taken advantage of by him, which is fine as teasing, but when it comes to taking any real action, she is very rational.
Thirty thousand years is enough time for a person's mind to mature to a terrifying degree, to the point that reason will not be swayed by so-called love.
As for having her skirt exposed? She's over 30,000 years old, a living fossil. Would she really feel ashamed that her skirt was exposed by a child under 20?
Obviously, this is impossible!
"Okay!" Angel Canxing stopped bringing up these topics. She didn't really want to get married again. One person in her heart was enough; there was no room for anyone else.
Although her husband had been dead for 30,000 years, his appearance remained incredibly clear in her memory...
"Beep!"
Just then, a car horn sounded outside the door. The two women looked past Xiao Wangchao and towards the outside of the villa, where a bus came into view.
The bus stopped by the roadside, and then the doors opened, and about a dozen men and women got off, each carrying equipment.
These are the people interviewed in this interview.
"This should be the information they gave us, right?" a woman with glasses, a baseball cap, and long black hair asked uncertainly from the crowd.
"The information above is indeed for villa number 009, it should be correct. We'll just ring the doorbell and ask later," the girl next to her said, glancing at the information and then looking up at the villa number.
"Then let's ring the doorbell." The girl with glasses nodded and stepped forward to ring the doorbell.
"Ding dong! Ding dong!"
The doorbell rang at the villa, and Xiao Wangchao woke up instantly. He belatedly looked out of the courtyard and saw a dozen men and women gathered in front of the gate.
The woman with glasses, who was leading the group, also noticed Wang Chao and said, "Hello, little friend, do you know if a Taoist priest named Li lives here?"
"Master Li?" Xiao Wangchao stopped his stance and, upon hearing the woman with glasses' question, immediately realized and asked, "Are you our interviewers?"
He was present at the time and naturally heard and remembered his master and mistress's conversation. Considering that these people were looking for his master, it wasn't hard to guess that they were interviewers.
"Yes, little friend, my name is Wang Xin. We were sent here to do a program interview, and it will be broadcast live in real time." Wang Xin replied with a friendly smile on her beautiful face.
However, the man next to him said impatiently, "Why is Wang Xin wasting her breath on this brat? Don't we have a phone? Why don't we call that Taoist Priest Li and let him know?"
Wang Xin looked troubled.
I want to fight him too! But I've been told that this Taoist priest Li is no pushover. If I anger him, I might die a horrible death, and it could even endanger my whole family.
When Xiao Wangchao heard the man's words, although his face did not show any anger, he moved his body and walked over.
The man watched, wondering what the little brat was up to.
But soon, he knew what the other party was going to do.
Xiao Wangchao opened his mouth to gather his strength, and then, with a "Pui!" sound, a wad of phlegm accurately shot onto the man's face.
However, it didn't end there. Before the man could react, Xiao Wangchao's short arm slipped through the gap in the iron gate, and he actually tried to reach in and grab the man's groin. The speed was quick and swift.
But the man seemed to have a sensor installed; he instantly felt a chill down his groin, and while quickly wiping away his saliva, he involuntarily took a few steps back and hid in the crowd.
However, before the man disappeared into the crowd, he gave Xiao Wangchao a fierce look with his eyes flashing with shame and malice.
"Hiss!" Several men in the crowd felt a sudden chill in their groin upon seeing this.
The groin grab was an incredibly vicious act!
This boy is absolutely not to be trifled with!
The woman with glasses looked stunned, as if she was surprised that the child was so cruel. Although the man had just spoken rudely to her, there was no need to break someone's lower limbs, was there?
After all, that's a man's lifeline! This...
"Open the door for them." Li Dao's voice came from afar. Xiao Wangchao turned around and saw his master and two mistresses coming out at some point. He nodded obediently, "Yes, Master."
Yesterday, Li Dao used subtle methods to stimulate cell regrowth; otherwise, it would feel strange for him to be a Taoist priest with a bald head.
"Bang!"
The iron gate of the courtyard opened, and the woman with glasses glanced at Xiao Wangchao before finally fixing her gaze on the Taoist priest who looked like an ordinary person and the two women whose temperaments transcended the mundane world.
Wang Xin glanced at her companions before stepping into the villa, followed closely by her companions carrying equipment.
Only after arriving in front of the three did Wang Xin introduce herself: "Master Li, and the other two are here. My name is Wang Xin, and I am the host of this interview. They are responsible for recording this interview."
"Well, before we begin, I need to deal with some trouble first." Li Dao's words were brief, and under the questioning gazes of the crowd, he gently spread his five fingers, which seemed perfectly reasonable.
"Bang!" Instantly, blood suddenly burst out from the crowd, splashing onto everyone except Li Dao and his three companions. The blood was warm and viscous, making everyone feel uncomfortable.
Chapter 91 Keisha isn't ugly at all!
"Ah...woo!" The woman watched as the man beside her, along with the Taoist priest, opened and closed his five fingers, instantly turned into a pool of foul-smelling blood that splattered everywhere. She wanted to scream, but she covered her mouth in fear.
Clearly, the scene she had just witnessed had a strong visual impact on her, shaking her to her core, and she then recalled the instructions she had received before leaving.
"He is capricious in his emotions, and kills at will; do not provoke him." Thinking of this, the woman's already pale face turned even paler, her legs even felt weak, and her throat bobbed as if she wanted to vomit.
Even the men in the same group were no less capable than the women.
None of them had ever experienced such a scene. Seeing their companions' blood sticking to their faces and bodies, they felt an urge to vomit.
Wang Xin's beautiful, fair, and rosy complexion had turned pale and colorless. Her hands and feet felt weak, and her hand holding the microphone trembled slightly and uncontrollably.
"Is this what it means to kill at will? The information given from above was indeed correct. Wu Ming didn't read the information carefully and offended Master Li's disciple with his foul mouth. He deserved to die."
"However, this Taoist priest Li was also trying to give us a warning, or perhaps he was expressing his dissatisfaction with this interview to his superiors, or maybe he was simply retaliating against Wu Minggang's words and actions..."
Wang Xin, quick-witted, glanced around and confirmed that the dead man was the one who had just been rude. She drew her conclusion instantly, while also pondering the meaning behind Master Li's words.
As Li Dao made his move, Angel Ying picked up Xiao Wangchao and covered his eyes to prevent him from having his values shaken at such a young age, as it would be difficult to reshape him later.
Although Xiao Wangchao experiences various negative emotions from the breathing exercises every day, it doesn't mean he's unaffected by his master's words and actions.
"Gentlemen, that person just offended my disciple, so I simply taught him a lesson. Let's continue," Li Dao said gently.
It was as if the person who had just casually crushed someone into bloody pulp wasn't even themselves.
"This..." The crowd's faces were still deathly pale, but upon hearing what Master Li had to say, their expressions softened slightly. They looked at each other, their hearts finally at ease.
Although the man is dead, at least they will not suffer undeserved misfortune.
They all vividly remember the man's foul language. He deserved to die; he didn't check the documents before he left and offended someone he shouldn't have.
If you don't die, who will?!
"Okay, okay." Wang Xin regained a little color in her face, then forced a smile and began directing everyone to work.
Those who needed to set up the equipment did so, and those who needed to adjust the lenses did so... things proceeded in an orderly manner, and after Li Dao and the other three looked around, they all went into the villa.
Obviously, they waited until they were finished before coming out.
While busy at the villa, Morgana, along with her demon warriors, eagerly awaited the arrival of Demon Number One, the very thing she had been longing for, at Demon Castle.
"Karl, I'm all ready. I can teleport Demon One over now. I'm going to give Li Dao a big surprise later." Morgana was excited.
With her personal celestial computer, Demon One, arriving, she wanted to see how Li Dao could hide. Unless he hid in He Xi's arms, he wouldn't be able to escape her grasp.
It’s just wishful thinking!
"The Great Clock is currently analyzing and transmitting your Demon One. After all, transmitting a celestial computer takes some time, so you'll have to wait a while."
Carl replied in a calm and gentle voice, unhurried and composed, displaying the confidence and wisdom of a scholar.
"It's alright, Queen, I can wait. With the Demon One computing power, I'll be even more motivated and confident in taking down that bitch Keisha, my sister," Morgana said with a smile.
Standing beside him, Thorton scratched his head, glanced at Morgana who was visibly excited, and asked in a somewhat puzzled voice, "Sis, is your sister Keisha very ugly?"
"Why are you asking this?" Morgana glanced at Soton.
"I was just asking out of curiosity. After all, if it's ugly, then we really need to fight it out," Soton said, scratching his head.
"She's an angel, do you think she's ugly or not?" With that, Morgana waved her hand, revealing a projection of Keisha, looking down on all living beings from a high and mighty position.
Thorton stared intently at the projected image of Keisha, his expression growing even more puzzled. He looked at Morgana and said, "Keisha doesn't look ugly to me! Why do you two look like mortal enemies?"
"Nonsense, do you think I would fight that bitch Keisha based on looks?" Morgana retracted the projection and said irritably.