“He’s Elder Quint?” The sect master was stunned, completely dumbfounded, and unclear.
“Yes.”
Hermione Yggdrasil was Elder Quint’s disciple, and she was still familiar with her own master. She had quickly determined that the incomplete corpse in front of her was her master.
Hermione did not harbor much sadness when faced with the death of her master. She had also watched with her own eyes how the
Yggdrasil family had been struck to death by lightning just now, including her grandfather, her parents, and her sister, among others. If she were an ordinary person, she would have probably been bawling her eyes out bitterly. However, Hermione didn’t shed a single drop of tear. It was as though those relatives of hers meant nothing.
In actuality, that was likely true.
Hermione had been very talented since she was a child. From a young age, she had relied on a rubbish method of cultivation and cultivated to heights the ordinary couldn’t reach. That was why she had caught the eyes of the people from the Plenilune Sect, which took her into their walls.
Since then, Hermione’s personality also began to change.
She started to feel good about herself and placed herself above others. She even felt bored with her family because they were not of a high-status origin, and there were no outstanding people from them as well. It embarrassed her deeply, and she couldn’t hold her head up high in front of many rich and powerful disciples.
Then, during this time, she coincidentally got her hands on the mantle of the goddess.
This changed her personality even more, and she became completely defiant to the point even the sect master wanted to please her. Wasn’t he the highest-ranking person in the Plenilune Sect then?
The Yggdrasil family was even more unworthy of her circle.
“If he’s dead, then he’s dead! But, for daring to destroy my Yggdrasil family, I will settle this debt sooner or later!”
At this moment, Plenilune Sect’s sect master lowered himself to the ground in an unimaginable manner and started rummaging around Elder Quint’s corpse. He was looking for the Extreme Heaven’s Gourd and the storage ring.
Especially the storage ring.
The sect master looked at him.
The grand elder grumbled in his heart. He felt that the master had been behaving very weirdly recently, and he had changed a lot from how he was before. The master had become even more unpredictable and mysterious, and Yngwie couldn’t tell what Jenson was thinking.
At this moment, he had no choice but to make a vicious oath in public.
With that, the sect master’s eyes eased, and he said, “Then, think about it properly. If there was anyone who could have taken Elder Quint’s ring and weapon, who would it most likely be?”
“Who?”
The grand elder could immediately name one person. It was Alex, whom he had previously crossed paths with.
Three minutes later, the sect master gave an order. “Go right away, head into the Misty Swamp. Dead or alive, you must find that brat for me.”
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