บท 989: Advent of the Wonderland

In the Blessed and Heavenly Lands, the True Man of the Purple Cloud and the people-in-charge of the 17 great factions stood at the center of the Ninth Summit. "Palace Master Mo, how are you feeling?" True Man asked.

A cold, gorgeous-looking woman in a black muslin dress sat cross-legged amidst a Tai Chi totem. She was surrounded by cold, desolate spiritual energy. Slowly, Mo Tianxuan opened her bright eyes and uttered placidly, "I! Am! Fine!" Only her acquaintances knew that she was saying those three words through gritted teeth!

Anyone who was attacked, was falsely accused of going mad, and was forced to reflect for three days wouldn't be able to maintain their composure.

The True Man sighed inwardly. It seems that Mo Tianxuan still isn't entirely lucid even now. He was worried that Mo Tianxuan would lose her mind again and attack the students, but the Glittering Jewel Wonderland was just around the corner. He couldn't restrain Mo Tianxuan any longer.