The Deadly Hitwoman: The Heiress's Special Abilities

Chapter 744: I Don’t Know

The Ghost Ancestor shook his head and said with a smile, "The world is vast, full of wonders. What kind of legends exist beyond the Spirit Flame Continent, no one knows."

"That’s true, we are only in a very small part of the Spirit Flame Continent now." Han Jing nodded and asked, "So where exactly is the Great Xia Divine Clan?"

Han Jing felt that whether it was the space she lived in during her previous lifetime or the current one, neither had exceeded Earth’s boundaries. It was just that in different times and spaces, due to different magnetic fields or other factors, different living environments were created. Therefore, this land must be vast, and there might be independent spaces existing simultaneously, just like the Spirit Cultivation Realm is to the outside world.

Since the Spirit Cultivation Realm itself is a space created by Spirit Cultivators, there should also be other spaces in different places created by them.

"After passing through Western Qi Country and heading west, there’s the Xidu Desert. The Great Xia Divine Clan is located in the Xidu Desert, or perhaps further to the west. I don’t know the exact location, I just heard about it. After all, the Great Xia Divine Clan is the last Divine Clan left by the Ancient Divine Clan, and its people have always been mysterious and rarely leave. So, there are very few rumors about them," the Ghost Ancestor said, sharing only what little information he had.

His words were almost as good as not saying anything, and Han Jing was a little bit troubled.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, "How could I forget about him!"

Su Yu looked at Han Jing, and the two exchanged glances, both thinking of someone.

The gossip-loving Ghost Ancestor hurried over to ask, "Who, who, who? Tell me quickly!"

The old man had no other hobbies but loved gossip and collecting information. Upon hearing there might be someone who knew more than him, how could he not be excited?

Han Jing went to invite Lianwu over.

Lianwu leaned half of his body against a tree, facing Han Jing and Su Yu, and an old man with a crafty gleam in his eyes. He curled his lips and said with some disdain, "Just say what you need to say!"

This king has no time to chat with you! What a waste of time!

"Lianwu, how much do you know about the Great Xia Divine Clan? Do you know the exact location of the Great Xia Divine Clan?" Han Jing asked directly without beating around the bush.

After all, Lianwu was a ghost spirit who had cultivated for thousands of years and nearly became a true Ghost King. Having lived for so long, he should know something, shouldn’t he?

Han Jing looked at him full of hope.

Lianwu...

"Don’t look at me with those eyes, I’m not interested in you!" Lianwu genuinely had no interest in Han Jing, who was cold and occasionally split-persona; probably only Su Yu would like her.

He preferred the cute, soft, and adorable ones, which were much more interesting.

Su Yu shot a chilly glance at him, shielding Han Jing behind him. A cold light unceremoniously struck Lianwu’s shoulder, who quickly dodged, but his shoulder’s clothing still got burned with a hole.

Lianwu snorted disdainfully, oh, protective indeed!

Han Jing peeked out from behind Su Yu, "Who would care to look at you? Can you talk about something serious?"

"Aren’t you just asking about where the Great Xia Divine Clan is? I don’t know, but he does!" Lianwu glanced at Su Yu, his meaning obvious.

Su Yu frowned, "I don’t know."

He really didn’t know.