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The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1216

"Spread this news quickly!

Come on! Let's go back to the Heavenly Emperor City at once!

I won't let Austin run away again!"

the man in a purple robe yelled.

Afterward, all of them bid Master Li goodbye before flying into the sky and rushing towards the Heavenly Emperor City.

Master Li and the boy in indigo were the only ones left in front of the log cabin.

"Master, please don't do the fortunetelling for others anymore.

If you continue doing that, your life span will shorten even more,"

the boy in indigo said with his eyes red and swollen as he looked at Master Li, whose face was pale with blood in the corner of his mouth.

"You are right. I was severely hurt when I was cultivating some time ago.

Doing fortunetelling for them while I haven't cured myself yet does harm my health.

But this time, it was the eleven big sects from the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom begging me to do the fortunetelling, and they promised to protect the two of you. That was why I agreed to do it.

With the protection of the eleven sects, I don't need to worry about your safety anymore,"

Master Li said weakly as he took a red pill.

The boy in indigo only then realized that his master did the fortunetelling for those people because of the two of them.

"Alright, now help me get inside.

I need to have a good rest,"

Master Li instructed.

The boy immediately helped Master Li up and was about to get inside the hut when suddenly, a voice was heard.

"Humph, you forced yourself to help others when you don't have enough power, confounding right from wrong.

Your life span deserves to be shortened."

The voice was from the hill.

"Who's that? How dare you speak to my master like that!"

Hearing those words, the boy in indigo could not bear his anger, so he shouted at once.

Meanwhile, he looked around, trying to find the owner of the voice.

"Master!

Master! Is that you?"

However, Master Li turned around with an ecstatic look on his face as he heard that voice.

"Master?"

The boy in indigo was dumbfounded when he heard his master's reply.

A faint figure appeared at a short distance.

"Master, it's you!"

Seeing who the person was, Master Li cried with joy as he knelt down.

"Master, where have you been all these years? I missed you so much."

Master Li's tears were a mixture of longing, excitement, and happiness.

Gradually, the person's figure became clear and showed an elegant elder in a white robe.

His high forehead and energetic vibe made him look like an immortal.

"Alright, get up,"

the elder sighed as he saw Master Li's pale face.

He took out a vermilion pill and gave it to Master Li.

"Take this recovering pill. It will help you regain some power,"

the elder instructed, reaching the pill to his disciple.

"Now get up.

You just committed something terrible.

To some extend, Austin is your junior fellow disciple,"

the elder slowly uttered.

Master Li's forehead suddenly crumpled. "My junior fellow disciple?!"

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