Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

Chapter 1941: Chapter 1519: The people from the Heavenly Joy Pavilion and the Immortal Clan Start the War, Beginning the Response to the Calamity Chapter 1941: Chapter 1519: The people from the Heavenly Joy Pavilion and the Immortal Clan Start the War, Beginning the Response to the Calamity ps: It will take 20 minutes to check for typos

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The guests had already arrived, but Jiang Hao did not take the initiative to observe them.

After all, they were here for him, so it was not too late to look at them after they sat down.

After all, it was important to treat everyone equally.

No matter how powerful they were, in his eyes, they were all the same.

This was quite easy to do.

Only with the Heavenly Note Sect did he need to be cautious and conceal his emotions.

He did not need to give much thought to the Human Emperor.

After all, when they came, they did so under the guise of just a regular fellow disciple.

And they even brought their spouse with them.

At the moment when that female voice fell, many people turned their attention here.

A man and a woman who originally wanted to have their fortune told also left at the first opportunity.

Knowing that the immortals had arrived, how could they dare to hinder the immortals?

Jiang Hao felt that there was no need for such fuss.

After all, he was not going to drive away his guests because of those two.

Then the two individuals walked over and appeared directly in front of Jiang Hao.

It was at this point that Jiang Hao slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at the two.

But just this one glance made his eyebrows crease.

According to what people around were saying,

One of them was the Spirit Master, and the other was the Holy Master.

So the woman must be the Spirit Master, and the Holy Master, the Brother.

But…

When Jiang Hao looked at them, something felt odd.

Let's not talk about the woman yet.

Not as pretty as the Heavenly Note Sect, and not quite the figure either.

Nevertheless, she was passable.

Her eyes seemed to be able to speak, full of spiritual agility.

It was hard to tell if she might cry with just a flick on her forehead.

While the man was problematic.

Supposedly, he was the Brother.

But the other person had delicate features, was gentle and refined, with a hint of ambition in his eyes.

It seemed like he was plotting some earth-shattering coup.

He didn't look like a Brother; he looked more like a Saint Bandit.

The Saint Bandit in his young days.

Could the two of them be related by blood?

Or did the Saint Bandit steal the Brother's appearance?

“Please sit,” Jiang Hao said, though he felt it strange, he didn't mind it too much.

After all, if the Saint Bandits can even steal innate talents, stealing an appearance is not out of the question.

Especially since they didn't seem to get along.

That made it even more plausible.

Upon hearing this, the two sat down.

“Are you two here to have your marital fate told?” Jiang Hao asked.

At his words, there was a stir of gasps behind them.

Were they guessing if that was really the case?

Some were so aggrieved, feeling that should not be the case.

How did it come to this?

“Who's having their marital fate read with him?” The woman in the yellow dress refuted immediately.

“She's too weak to be my match,” the man followed up.

“Say that again?” The fairy guard stood up as if about to strike.

“What's the matter? Do I need to beat you up before you admit you're too weak?” The man looked at the person beside him and retorted.

“Do you know who you are insulting?” The fairy guard asked coldly, looking at the person beside her.

The man nodded slightly: “I'm not insulting you, just telling you the facts. Just admit whether you're my match or not.”

“Say it one more time.” An aura of fury erupted from the woman.

The man shook his head with a sigh, looked at her seriously, and said, “You're too weak. What now? Do I have to trample you on the ground in front of all these people?”

Hearing this, the woman burst into laughter: “Believe it or not, I'll break the fortune-teller's legs to prevent you from having your fortune read?”

Jiang Hao, who had been watching the show, was caught off guard and a bit stupefied.

What's this got to do with me?

But at this time, could the Brother be so forceful?

If the woman said insult, then insult it would be.

Truly, not giving the other party any leeway.

In front of so many people, wasn't this unstable?

After all, to save face is good for everyone.

But wasn't it said that the Brother was the one insulted?

How come it looks like he's the one insulting someone else?

And to insult a woman.

At this moment, the woman, not paying too much heed, sat down and said:

“Fortune-teller, calculate when my Heavenly Spirit Tribe will surpass those of the Heavenly Spirit Clan beside me.”

Jiang Hao nodded, instinctively reaching for the Divination Tube.

But just as he extended his hand, he hesitated, a touch of confusion arose in his heart.

Then he looked at the woman and asked, “The Heavenly Spirit Tribe?”

“Are you insulting me?” The woman looked at Jiang Hao coldly and asked.

“No.”

“No? Then why do you ask about the Heavenly Spirit Tribe? Are you trying to tell me you've never heard of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe? Or are you trying to tell me you don't know who this Holy Master is?”

Hearing this, Jiang Hao was taken aback.

The Holy Master?

Who might that be?

Isn't the Holy Master supposed to be the Brother?

Jiang Hao pointed to the man beside him and asked, “Then who is he?”

“I've come to realize, you're insulting the two of us. I've forgiven you.” The woman spoke out.

“I am the Spirit Master of the Heavenly Spirit Clan; I won't bother stating my name,” the Spirit Master interjected.

Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment, then turned to the woman, “Are you the Holy Master? The Holy Master of the Heavenly Saint Sect?”

“Is there a problem?” The Holy Master looked at Jiang Hao with pride, “Am I dazzling to you?”

You're scaring me, more like.

However, Jiang Hao quickly thought of another possibility and asked, “Is the Holy Master a role that can be replaced?”

“There is only one Holy Master, me; there was none before, and there will be none after.

I hold the great force of the mountain and sea, no one in the world can fathom it.

Heaven and earth will engrave my name; do you think there is another Holy Master?” The Holy Master asserted.

Jiang Hao: “…”

Looking at the person in front of him, he then recalled the Holy Master who resembled Li Qi.

It was somewhat hard to face.

“The Heavenly Saint Sect doesn't distinguish between men and women?” he asked again.

Slam!

The Holy Master slammed the table and stood up: “This is unbearable, such an insult to me.”

As she spoke, a powerful aura surged, ready to give Jiang Hao a taste of her power.

Jiang Hao sighed, his mind filled with mixed feelings.

The Holy Master wasn't without gender.

So, she is a woman?

A woman?

My esteemed Brother turned into a Sister?

How could that be?

How come such a big deal was never mentioned by anyone?

Neither the Saint Bandits nor the Ancestral Dragon themselves had told him about such an important matter.

Moreover, the Heavenly Note Sect did not inform him either.