It’s not too much for me, the slime, to capture Xiao Wu.

Chapter 217: Mother and Aunt at the Peak of Life

In response to the third young master's question, Xia Zhu slowly walked to the sofa beside him and sat down slowly, then nodded slightly with a serious look in his eyes.

"Something has indeed happened,"

"According to the latest news from the Tang Sect, the Temple seems to be planning to hold a competition connecting several worlds, and anyone under 20 years old can participate."

As she spoke, she gently played with the hair by her ear.

"I guess this is also the reason why they withdrew their protection of the plane portal."

The third young master frowned slightly. He turned his head and looked at his father and teacher. When their eyes met, he immediately knew what was going on.

"But this has nothing to do with us anymore, right?"

Gangzi, who was standing by, pinched his fingers together and spoke in a low voice, which made people feel goosebumps.

Xiaolong's eyebrows suddenly raised, she stood up suddenly, walked quickly to Gangzi, and slapped him in the face.

"Clap~"

"Behave normally, or I'll beat you to death." Xiaolong roared with gritted teeth.

Gangzi covered his right cheek with his hands, his eyes instantly turned red, and he started to cry, feeling aggrieved like a child whose candy was taken away.

"Xiaolong, how could you do this to me?"

Xiaolong was so angry that her chest heaved violently. She clenched her fists and cursed through gritted teeth.

"How dare you talk back!" As he said that, another slap fell on Gangzi's face, which made him shut up obediently, but the sobbing sound could still be heard from time to time.

Xia Zhu was no longer surprised by Gangzi's current behavior. She just shook her head helplessly.

Then he took out a tablet computer from his bag.

"This is some inside information I just got. I heard that the competition is still in the planning stage and anyone who is suitable can participate."

"The most important thing is the reward this time. I heard it's very generous."

She raised her head slightly and glanced at everyone, trying to arouse their interest.

"Well... so what? No matter how good it is, it has nothing to do with us."

Gangzi couldn't help but interrupt again, but he didn't dare to pinch his fingers again under the warning of Xiaolong's murderous gaze.

He just shrank back slightly, with a hint of timidity in his eyes.

However, Xia Zhu didn't think so. She gently put down the tablet and sat up straight. "I think we need to participate in this competition."

"I heard that the temple has released the news that they have modified the cultivation method of the world they are in."

"Anyone from their world who reaches the top 50 will receive the improved cultivation method. If they don't want it, they can also get a bottle of elixir that increases their strength."

"In addition, the top ten will receive generous rewards." Xia Zhu stretched out his finger and pointed in the air to emphasize the point.

"What reward?"

At this time, the third young master also became interested. After all, he was just thinking about how to improve his practice method to avoid the limitations of breakthrough.

He didn't expect that the temple had been completed. This was beyond his expectation. At the same time, he was also a little curious about the rewards for the top ten.

However, Xia Zhu shook his head, a look of regret on his face.

"I'm not sure about that, but I heard there are special secret cultivation methods, elixirs, weapons, pets, and other rewards. There are even elixirs that can regenerate severed limbs."

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of San Shao and Gangzi lit up.

The third young master turned to look at his father, his eyes full of expectation, while Gangzi subconsciously looked at the wounds on his body that had not yet healed, his eyes full of desire.

Finally, Gangzi raised his head and looked at San Shao with anticipation, "Xiao San, I think we can participate in this competition."

The third young master rolled his eyes. How could he not know what you were planning?

But even if it's not for Gangzi, he must participate in order to help his father's broken leg recover.

So he took a deep breath, looked at his father, and spoke in a firm tone.

"Don't worry, I will participate in this competition. After I get the elixir, you and your teacher will be able to recover your virginity."

"That's great, thank you, Xiaosan."

Gangzi was so excited that his hands began to tremble slightly. If Xiaolong hadn't been watching him, he would have wanted to rush over and give the Third Master a big hug.

Ritian on the side also showed a relieved expression, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to relax a little.

But he suddenly thought of something, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the Third Young Master anxiously.

"By the way, Xiaosan, you've been here for so long, why haven't you seen your aunt yet?"

The third young master scratched his head, a confused expression on his face.

"Father, if you hadn't told me I wouldn't have known I had an aunt, but I didn't see her, and no strange people came to see me."

As he spoke, he looked around, as if his aunt would suddenly appear from some corner.

"But you don't have to worry too much, father. My aunt must also be a spirit master. In this world full of mortals, she must be very happy now."

Ritian sighed deeply, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"I hope so. By the way, Xiaosan, where is the grass I gave you?"

Ritian's voice suddenly became serious, and his eyes were fixed on the Third Young Master.

"Grass?"

The third young master was stunned for a second, then he remembered what happened. An apologetic expression instantly appeared on his face. He lowered his head, not daring to look his father in the eye.

"I'm sorry, father. I was seriously injured some time ago. In order to treat my illness, I sold the grass."

"What! Sold??"

Ritian stood up suddenly as if he was burned by fire.

In anger, the fifth-level aura comparable to that of a Douhuang immediately erupted, and the invisible power spread out in all directions like surging waves.

The entire villa was shaking, and the paintings on the walls were swaying as if they would fall down in the next second.

At the same time, Ritian raised his huge Bodhisattva-like palm.

He wanted to slap the Third Young Master in the face, but seeing his guilty look, he couldn't bear it. So he gritted his teeth and slapped himself in the face with anger and regret.

There was a "pop" sound, which echoed in the quiet living room, and was particularly harsh.

"Why? Why would you sell it?"

Ritian roared, the veins on his neck bulged, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and his face was full of grief.

The third young master frowned. He didn't understand why his father was so angry. He felt aggrieved and confused, so he could only ask patiently.

"Father, what on earth is that?"

The third young master looked at his father cautiously, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

"That's your mother!"

Ritian roared these words, the sound seemed to be squeezed out from his chest, filled with endless pain and regret, his eyes were red.

The third young master was also stunned. He stood there as if he had been cast under a spell. It took him a long time to react.

His face was full of shock, his mouth was open so wide that an egg could fit in it, his fists were unconsciously clenched, a look of regret appeared on his face, and his voice became hoarse.

"W…what? That's my mother, how is this possible?"

Ritian sighed, as if he had aged several years in an instant. He sat down on the sofa in a decadent manner, sinking deeply into it.

He held his head in his hands and remained silent for a long time before slowly telling the secret he had been hiding.

After learning the reason, the third young master opened his mouth in shock, his eyes full of disbelief, his fists clenched tighter, his knuckles turned white, and the regret on his face became more and more intense.

"Damn it, why is this happening?"

Ritian sighed. He knew that it was his concealment that led to this tragedy, and he could only pray in his heart.

"Xiao San, can you still find your mother?"

Ritian raised his head, looking at the Third Young Master with a hint of hope and a bit of despair in his eyes.

The third young master shook his head, looking very uncomfortable.

"It's difficult. My mother was bought by a very powerful person. She might even have..."

The Third Young Master couldn't say any more, as if his throat was choked by something.

Knowing what the Third Young Master wanted to say, Ritian shook his head, but his tone was firm.

"Don't worry, your mother is not dead."

As Ritian spoke, he carefully took out a bone that exuded vigorous vitality from his arms.

The bones were crystal white all over, as if there was a faint light flowing through them, and they exuded a strong and vigorous breath of life.

"This thing was left by your mother. It is one with your mother. If anything happens to your mother, I will be the first to sense it."

Ritian looked at the bone, his eyes became gentle, as if he was looking at his most precious treasure.

"However, judging by the vitality here, your mother is not only fine now, but is actually living a good and comfortable life. She should not be in any danger of death."

After knowing the truth, the third young master breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then showed a determined look.

"Don't worry, father, I will definitely find mother and aunt."

"Good son, I believe you."

Just when everyone was immersed in the tragedy of reunion after a long separation.

The mother and aunt that the father and son missed so much were at the peak of their lives and lived a happy and joyful life.