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On the night the Nesting Witch God was eager to teach Xiao Ruo the art of breaking Gu magic, Qin Xiaoyue sat cross-legged on the bed in a dark room in Yunzhi County, chanting under her breath, her blood surging within her.
Meanwhile, in a room of the Fu Family's Side Courtyard, the Nesting Witch God looked at the two fat Gu insects, seemingly gone mad, trapped in a jar. A hint of disappointment flashed in his deep-set eyes, quickly replaced by coldness.
Qin Xiaoyue, you have repeatedly broken your vows, so this time you can't blame me!
The Nesting Witch God stared at the two frenzied Gu insects in the jar for a moment before extending an index finger to his lips and biting down hard. Pale red blood instantly spilled from his fingertip.
People at Gu Zhuang always knew that the Nesting Witch God's blood was different from other Gu Zhuang breeders, unaware that he was the true heir of the Gu Zhuang Witch God, whose blood could break all Gu magic in the world.
