Chapter 5641: Hell Mode 2
Qin Nitian blinked, looked around, then reached out and patted her grand-nephew's head. "Where's the Heavenly Dao? Where's that guy, the Heavenly Dao?"
That shameless old Heavenly Dao was bullying her grand-nephew again! That guy was practically asking for it.
"You, kid, come here!" Nitian beckoned to Duan Yue, who was standing to the side.
Duan Yue's mouth twitched. He shuffled forward a few small steps and respectfully bowed. "Greetings, Martial Aunt Qin."
"Hmm. Good boy." Qin Nitian nodded with a solemn expression, then suddenly stretched out both arms and snatched Mo Bao over.
The older one and the younger one looked at each other, grinning from ear to ear.
"Martial Grand-Aunt."
"Oh, my dear grandson, you've grown so much since I last saw you."
"Come, let Martial Grand-Aunt take a look, hehehe. Did that old immortal Heavenly Dao make things difficult for you and your mother? Don't worry, Martial Grand-Aunt will beat him up for you."
"This shameless old guy, at such an age, is still here bullying children. Absolutely despicable."
Everyone present could barely watch. This red-clothed woman looked to be in her early twenties, but her actual age was unknown. However, since Madam Mo called her Martial Aunt, she must certainly be... a thousand-year-old monster. Madam Mo herself didn't look old, but who knew? With such profound cultivation, she could easily be a hundred years old. These days, old seniors liked to pretend to be young; who knew their real ages?
The thousand-year-old monster Qin Nitian looked around. "Who are all these people??" Why do they all look so crooked and ugly! She glanced at the group of young people behind her grand-nephew. Hmm, these ones were more pleasing to the eye.
"Martial Aunt, Martial Aunt, these are all friends from the Holy Domain," the little deadpan said, then tugged on Qin Nitian's sleeve. "Martial Aunt, Martial Aunt, you have to help me!"
"That old Heavenly Dao is causing trouble for me again."
"Previously, the trials in this Sacred Palace were only difficulty level three. Now that I'm here, the Heavenly Dao deliberately set the trial mode to difficulty level ten to stop me!"
"So he just turned on Hell Mode?" Nitian understood immediately. She blinked, held the child with one hand, and said angrily, "Tell me, child, where is that old ghost now?"
She had just used her spiritual sense to scan the vicinity, but the Heavenly Dao was nowhere to be found. This guy must have tricked her grand-nephew, then dug a hole and hid himself.
"Martial Aunt, earlier I trapped that old guy in a binding spell formation and threw him into the Realm of Misfortune."
Qin Nitian's mouth twitched. So, that old guy had already fallen for her grand-nephew's trap?
"But I can only trap him for two hours. I've already spent a lot of time previously breaking the first barrier of the Nine Palace Illusory Formation."
"I'm worried that after this old ghost comes out, he'll definitely continue to cause trouble and increase the difficulty of the trials for me."
Qin Nitian nodded repeatedly. "Alright, then send Martial Aunt in. Martial Aunt will go 'chat' (beat) with him about 'life' (him up). I will definitely 'persuade' (brutally beat) him for you, making him 'happily' (crying and begging for mercy) agree to lower the trial difficulty."
"Okay." Qiao Mu nodded cheerfully, rarely showing such a smiling expression. "Martial Aunt, I'll send you over now."
Everyone present stood in silence, looking at each other, their mouths tightly shut.