A smirk curved the corner of Youmeng's lips, though it carried a hint of malevolence.
Chapter 1717: A Desperate Gamble
Meanwhile, Wan Lengxue led the members of the Wanyou Sect to the Apricot Blossom Grove. Looking at the antique buildings before them and the curse carved on the stone tablet, she smiled and said, "So much for a sacred immortal ground—aren't they just carving curses to damn others? It just goes to show that these so-called righteous practitioners are nothing more than pompous, hypocritical scoundrels. A mere house, yet they dare to call it an 'immortal abode.' I'd like to see what is so extraordinary about it. Let's go."
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