My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)

Chapter 455: Go on, Father Niu!

All the cultivators' faces froze. A Traveling Immortal smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, our Divine Imperial Sect lost something a while ago. The object is very important to us. We hope Fellow Daoist will please return it to us."

"Oh, you mean this?" Lonemoon waved the vein pearl in his hand. "I just happened to pass by and pick this up. If it belongs to Fellow Daoist, I will return it to you so long as you produce the proof.

"Fellow Daoist means that you picked this vein pearl up?" The person obviously didn't believe it.

"That's right."

"Then did you see anything else?"

"No, I didn't."

The person frowned even deeper. He exchanged a look with the other cultivators, and his face fell immediately. Instantly, the combined suppression of seven or eight Soul Formation cultivators and Traveling Immortals swept towards Lonemoon with an amazing amount of killing aura.

But Lonemoon didn't move at all. The suppression showed no effect at all, like fists punching on cotton.

"Fellow Daoists, what is this?" He laughed softly.

As he finished speaking, the people felt that the suppression they released just now was blocked directly. The huge impact forced them to take a step back together.

"Who... are you?" They looked at him in disbelief. Apparently, he looked to be just a Foundation Establishment disciple, but he could actually block the suppression from all of them at the same time. Could he be hiding his cultivation? Their hearts sank. Being able to hide one's cultivation from them, he must be a Traveling Immortal. But somehow none of them knew this person.

"I've already said, I'm just a passerby."

"Are you kidding us?" After that, another Soul Formation cultivators couldn't help but snort and say, "Where have you hidden the person?"

"Who is the person that you are talking about?"

"You..." The person seemed even angrier. He turned to the others and said, "No need to quibble with him in vain. He must have hidden the person. The matter is urgent, only seven days are left. Get him first."

With that said, all of them called out their dharma artifacts. A big fight seemed inevitable.

Yet the main characters were not anxious at all. A certain master and her disciple actually sat down directly and looked at Father Niu calmly.

But Hui Ze was immensely anxious. His whole body was stiff as he looked at the people in front.

"Aren't we going to help?"

"No hurry!" Shen Ying shook her head directly. Don't look down on Father Niu. He can fight until they are bankrupt till they are left with their underpants.

"But..." Fatty was still unsure, hating himself for not having the slightest bit of cultivation. "Those are all Elders of Divine Imperial Sect of Soul Formation or Traveling Immortals. What about... I go out after all. I'm the one they have to catch."

Shen Ying turned, gave him a look, and then directly stuffed something into his hand. "Wanna eat melon seeds?"

Fatty, "..."

Was this the time to eat snacks?

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The opponents had already started to attack. The dharma artifacts in their hands attacked towards Lonemoon in the middle with amazing suppression. After all, all of them were Soul Formation and Traveling Immortal cultivators who had long established their names. Each could be considered the master of an area. Though the person in front of them was a bit weird, they never thought of losing at all. They watched as the person was about to die from their spells.