Legend Management Bureau Chapter 310

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“It is not that you drank too much wine, but rather that these monks are truly formidable.” Zhan Qisheng slowly walked over and stood beside Liu Ling.

The monk with the twisted neck slowly stood up, then used his hands to snap his neck back into its proper place.

The dozen or so monks present naturally knew that the strength of these two men was no small matter. Although they desperately wanted to take Saint’s life, they did not dare to force their way forward right now.

But the aura radiating from Saint in the back was growing increasingly terrifying, as if he were truly preparing something incredible.

“Since you two are so determined to stand in our way, do not blame us for being ruthless!”

The black-clad monks placed their hands together in prayer. Astonishingly, an illusion transformation of a Buddha statue manifested behind each of their backs. Every Buddha statue looked different, bearing a striking resemblance to the Arhats worshipped in temples.

“This is bad, it is the Arhat True Body,” Zhan Qisheng said with a severe expression. “They are revealing their trump card.”

At that moment, Shiranui Jinjiro descended from the sky, bringing A Can and A Kui along, and stood beside the two men.

“Zhan Qisheng, what is going on?” Shiranui Jinjiro asked. “Everything was fine just a moment ago. Why did Saint stop moving?”

“Split the mountain?”

Everyone was stunned, entirely unsure of what kind of tactic this was.

“There is no time to explain. If everything goes smoothly, the moment this mountain falls will be the exact moment the tide of battle turns,” Zhan Qisheng said.

“That is a good enough explanation,” A Can nodded and said. “Simply put, our goal is to protect Brother Yu with our lives, right?”

“Yes.” Zhan Qisheng nodded.

Facing the dozen or so monks before them, the five individuals radiated an imposing aura of facing death unflinchingly.

Meanwhile, Dong Qianqiu was constantly monitoring the situation on the battlefield. Because there were far too many figures involved in this legend mission, she had to maintain a hundred and twenty percent focus to ensure everyone’s safety.

Her attention was primarily fixed on Xiao Nian and Shiranui Asuka. After all, the combat power of those two was on the weaker side. Ever since Shiranui Asuka summoned her Shikigami, Dong Qianqiu had devoted all her efforts to protecting Xiao Nian.

Fortunately, with Dong Qianqiu serving as an omnidirectional set of eyes, Xiao Nian managed to dodge the enemies swarming in from all directions.

Finally, under Dong Qianqiu’s direction, Xiao Nian safely arrived by Shiranui Asuka’s side, rendering her temporarily secure.

Dong Qianqiu was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she suddenly remembered something.

“Ah! Xie Yujiao!”

She had almost completely forgotten about Xie Yujiao. Although Xie Yujiao was slightly stronger than Xiao Nian and A’xiang, she was nowhere near the level of A Can and A Kui. In a battlefield of this caliber, she was bound to encounter extreme danger.

Thinking of this, Dong Qianqiu hurriedly shifted her screens, desperately searching for Xie Yujiao’s figure.

She had not paid any attention to Xie Yujiao’s whereabouts from the very beginning. It almost seemed as though the woman had not even participated in the battle.

After searching for quite a while, Dong Qianqiu finally spotted her tucked away in a corner.

Just as she was about to speak, Dong Qianqiu suddenly froze.

She watched with her own eyes as a black-clad monk walked up to Xie Yujiao, pressed his hands together in prayer, and knelt down before her.

Xie Yujiao offered a tender smile and gently caressed the monk’s face.

This single action sent a chill down Dong Qianqiu’s spine, breaking her out in a cold sweat.

It was only then that Dong Qianqiu realized the Xie Yujiao beside Saint was fundamentally different from the Xie Yujiao beside Du Yu.

Her eyes were actually brimming with an eerie, demonic aura.

“This… Xie Yujiao!” Dong Qianqiu failed to control her emotions and shouted, “What are you doing?!”

A wave of panic surged through Dong Qianqiu’s heart. Could it be that Xie Yujiao was the suspected mole?!

But that did not make any sense…

This Xie Yujiao was Saint’s subordinate. If she truly were the suspected mole, she would have been exposed a long time ago.

Hearing Dong Qianqiu’s sudden shout, Xie Yujiao immediately snapped back to reality, the demonic aura in her eyes vanishing completely.

“Ah! A-Assistant Dong?!”

Looking as if she had just woken from a deep dream, Xie Yujiao stared blankly at her surroundings.

When she noticed the black-clad monk kneeling directly in front of her, she staggered backward in fright.

Dong Qianqiu stared at the screen in utter confusion. Xie Yujiao’s reaction did not seem faked in the slightest… What in the world had just happened to her?

At that moment, the black-clad monk slowly stood up. Gazing at Xie Yujiao with that same tender expression, he said:

“Mother, do not be afraid. That wretched woman sending you a Voice Transmission will be dead very soon.”

The moment those words left the monk’s mouth, both Dong Qianqiu and Xie Yujiao were completely dumbfounded.

“Mother”?

Xie Yujiao’s face turned deathly pale, her lips trembling slightly. “What nonsense are you spouting?! Do you have no manners?! I have never been married, so how could I possibly be your ‘Mother’?”

The monk smiled and shook his head, his face painted with sorrow. “Mother, are you still unwilling to forgive us?”

Right then, several more black-clad monks flew through the air. Upon spotting Xie Yujiao, they landed one after another and bowed to her with absolute reverence. Within moments, a densely packed crowd of over ten black-clad monks was kneeling before her.

Xie Yujiao scrambled backward in a sheer panic. However, in a fleeting instant, her eyes suddenly turned pitch-black once more, and she offered them a deeply gratified smile.

In the very next instant, she reverted to the original Xie Yujiao, her face etched with panic.

It was as if two distinct souls were fiercely wrestling for control over her body. It was a profoundly bizarre and unsettling sight.

Dong Qianqiu subconsciously took a step back. She originally assumed Xie Yujiao simply happened to know one of the monks, but now it was glaringly obvious that was not the case. She might be harboring some earth-shattering secret.

“X-Xiao Qi!” Dong Qianqiu shouted. “Hurry up and tell Du Yu about this! The situation might be far more serious than we anticipated!”

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Dragon Ancestor Island.

“Mother?” Du Yu nodded with a remarkably calm expression. “That is definitely strange… Alright, Xiao Qi, I understand.”

Assuming she had not explained it clearly enough, Xiao Qi pressed further. “Do you really understand?! Xie Yujiao might be the suspected mole!”

Du Yu spoke in a quiet, measured tone. “I remember Time once telling Saint to go back and keep a close eye on his Xie Yujiao because she was about to ‘remember’. I did not quite grasp it back then, but now I know exactly what it means.”

“What does it mean?” Xiao Qi asked, entirely perplexed.

“Saint’s Xie Yujiao is on the verge of recovering her memories and recalling her past ‘mission’… In other words, she is about to turn back into You Si,” Du Yu explained, his brows knitting together. “Although I have no idea how she lost her memories or what her ‘mission’ actually entails, it is quite clear now that You Si has some deep-rooted connection with those black-clad monks. It is impossible to figure out their exact relationship at this moment… But the title ‘Mother’ is simply too bizarre. I absolutely do not believe they are truly mother and sons.”

Du Yu knew perfectly well that it was biologically impossible for You Si to have given birth to five hundred children.

But at the very least, Du Yu now held a solid trump card—

He knew without a shadow of a doubt that the enemy would never lay a hand on Xie Yujiao.

Saint must have noticed the clues a long time ago. He likely questioned Time regarding the ‘Xie Yujiao’ issue, and keeping her by his side was probably a necessary precaution he had no choice but to take.

“Xiao Qi, tell Sister Qianqiu not to worry about Xie Yujiao,” Du Yu declared firmly. “If she truly was the suspected mole, Saint and the Seven Holy Heroes would have been killed thousands of times over. They never could have survived this long.”