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Chapter 5505

"What are you doing?"

At that moment, several men at a nearby table stood up and scolded the shop waiter with

an angry look.

"Why did you touch her?" "It's not that she doesn't want to give you money. Those silver

coins are antiques and are worth more than one bowl of noodles. Don't be so ungrateful."

"Yes, let go of her."

When they said that, they looked righteous.

Given that they were all cultivators, the waiter knew he could not mess with them, so he

awkwardly let go of her hand.

Rachelle exhaled a sigh of relief and smiled at the four men, saying, "Thank you very

much."

With a smile, Alger said, "Miss, you are very welcome. We are all farmers. It's not a big

deal to say a word for you." As he spoke, he looked at Rachelle from time to time and

gulped.

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She had a perfect face and a perfect figure.

Rachelle thanked him again and turned to leave the restaurant, oblivious to Alger's gaze.

Alger and the others exchanged glances and followed her without hesitation.

When they arrived at the street outside, Rachelle occasionally asked passers-by how to

get to the Pure Yang Division, but none of them could answer, leaving her even more

perplexed.

Alger and the others followed her in their own time. When they learned that Rachelle had

inquired about the Pure Yang Division, they were even more convinced that something

was wrong with that woman's mind.

Normally, no one would inquire about a sect that had never existed.

However, there were too many people on the street for Alger and the others to fight, so

they waited for the right moment.

"Miss!"

They eventually arrived at a location with very few people. Recognizing the opportunity,

Alger walked up to Rachelle and said politely, "I believe you have been asking about the

Pure Yang Division, right?"

He appeared polite when he said it, but his eyes flashed cunningly.

Rachelle nodded, her excitement palpable. "Do you know how to get to the Pure Yang

Division?" She thought, "Great! I've asked many people, but all my efforts were in vain.

Now I finally meet a person who knows the Pure Yang Division.’ "Of course, I know."

Alger chuckled and patted his chest. "One of my friends is a Pure Yang Division disciple. I

can show you where to go if you want." "Great!" Rachelle was delighted. She smiled and

said, "Thank you." "You're welcome, Miss."

Alger winked and smiled at his friends. Then he led Rachelle out of town.

Rachelle kept asking about the Cryolet Continent's cultivations along the way. Alger and

his companions had never visited the Cryolet Continent. He assumed the woman had a

mental illness and avoided answering the question. Rachelle quickly realized that

something was wrong.

Nobody she met after being teleported there knew about the Pure Yang Division. The

people in front of her claimed to be aware of the Pure Yang Division, but they could not

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provide a clear answer about the situation in the world of cultivators.

Was that the Cryolet Continent?

She was stunned when she saw the environment in front of her while she was thinking.

temple's gate was half destroyed and covered with weeds. It was apparent that that place

had been abandoned for a long time.

"You—"

Rachelle came to her senses the next second and asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

She was not stupid. She realized she had been duped at the time.

Alger had given up pretending at that point. He said wickedly, "The Pure Yang Division, as

you claimed, does not exist. How am I going to get you there?

"But the gods let us meet, and we are destined to meet. I think you don't need to find any

Pure Yang Division. Why don’t you be my woman? Don't worry; I won't mistreat you..."

Alger could not help but jump onto Rachelle after saying that.

At the same time, his companions stood guard around Rachelle to prevent her from

fleeing.

"Go to hell!"

Rachelle's pretty face turned cold when Alger pounced on her. Without hesitation, she

raised her beautiful hand and slapped him hard.