Chapter 722 - 620 The True Self Awakens
"Hehe..."
Peach’s face suddenly reddened with two patches of blush, thickly smeared with white powder base.
In the blink of an eye, she seemed to transform from flesh and blood into the face of a paperman.
’It seems to be an advanced application of shadow puppetry. Peach wasn’t made into a shadow puppet paperman, but her fate wasn’t much better.’
Fang Xing witnessed this scene with neither sadness nor joy.
His relationship with Peach was merely acquaintance, all debts had been settled.
Seeing Peach like this now, it could only be said to be her own choice.
"It is truly hard to imagine, the little slave from Paperman Valley a hundred years ago, has been promoted to a Yang God True Monarch of her realm, even cultivating the Paper Folding Secret Technique to such depths..."
A faint voice emanated from Peach’s face: "This is my failure as an ancestor. Had I discovered your talents earlier, I would have surely made you the Saint Heir of the sect and nurtured you carefully... how about these small gifts?"
She raised her hand, a transparent orb appearing in the palm, filled with countless faces struggling and wailing...
"The souls of disciples and stewards from Paperman Valley’s past, except for those who died in battle, are all here."
"Blood Shadow Patriarch... Let’s not discuss pointless matters."