Chapter 37: Faking Death to Escape

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Upon hearing this, Huo Ling'er’s beautiful eyes filled with astonishment. If the barbarian tribe, which had vanished a thousand years ago, had not reappeared, then the only reasonable explanation was that they had returned to the past—to an era when the barbarian tribe had yet to be exterminated.

In the past, whenever he appeared in public, anyone who saw him, no matter how far away, would gaze at him from a distance with fervent admiration. But now, Meng Weiran could sense nothing but fear and panic in their eyes, and far fewer people were moving about than before.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Tong hurriedly said, “How could that be allowed? Although Wang Dazhuang is only an outer disciple, he is still a disciple of the Maoshan Sect. He actually colluded with outsiders to harm fellow disciples. Such a crime absolutely cannot be pardoned.”

After Yang Fan and the others reserved a private room, Yang Fan finally poured the wine and briefly recounted what had happened that day. He altered the story somewhat, omitting the details of his magical duel and his injuries, lest there be no way to explain how perfectly unharmed he was now.

“This fiendish yin aura is truly difficult to deal with!” Song Zheng merely sighed these words before closing his eyes once more. He used his spiritual sense to investigate the changes within his body. No longer did he devote his mind to comprehending that faint opportunity hidden within his heart; instead, he focused entirely on finding a way to expel the fiendish yin aura from his body.

A faint white light enveloped the stretcher. As the chanting began, the tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and the tense body gradually went limp.

The Night Watchers currently had no source of income, so although Eger was fairly well supplied with money, he deliberately waited until he had left the wealthy district before beginning his search for the shops he needed.

Su Chen did not answer. His body transformed into a fading afterimage, and the military blade in his hand slashed directly toward Kuang Chao’s neck.

Beneath the main platform of the conference hall, Yang Fan’s voice continued to ring out as his gaze swept over the crowd below. Most of them were heads of major corporations. Even Li Weiguo, the eldest son of Li Chengjia, the richest man in Dongguang Province, had come in person. Clearly, he understood the importance of these alloy specifications.

Qin Hao placed particular emphasis on the words “Grand Elder,” causing the expression of an old man in white robes standing nearby to change slightly.

After all, this was only his first contact with the other party. Even if he had wanted to deceive someone, would it not have been easier to deceive Liu Haoyu directly? Why say such things to him?

“Do you truly care nothing for my feelings?” Bai Lian placed all her hopes in those words. If her father said even a single sentence—or half a sentence—showing that he still cared about her, then the taut knot in her heart might relax a little.

But how could she dare go over and ask for it? That handsome big brother was simply too mysterious. He could even tame a Golden-Winged Azure Eagle; he was unquestionably an extraordinarily powerful being.

As he spoke, a faint smile had already appeared on Qin Hao’s face. So, after reaching a higher level, one became so arrogant as to look down on everyone?

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When Ye Liancheng returned safely, Ye Xiyan and Bai Shui first breathed a sigh of relief. Then they noticed that Sister Hong Ying had not returned with him, and their hearts leapt into their throats once more as an ominous premonition instantly arose within them.

Tang Xiao was completely dumbfounded. He was delighted to receive a letter from his second brother, but what was this about abandoning wife and child? He was utterly bewildered.

To reflect on oneself three times each day—Xuan Zhao could truly achieve sudden enlightenment at any time and in any place. His broad-mindedness was absolutely rare in this world.

That was why Liu Haoyu had chosen to open his livestream at this particular moment rather than at any other time.

“Why?!” Lin Ruoqing had never suffered such humiliation before. She pointed directly at Su Nuo and screamed.

Even the other party’s skills, weapons, equipment, attribute bonuses, and even skill cooldowns could all be seen with perfect clarity.

Although the monks were curious, they also sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat wrong. They did not dare linger and hurriedly turned around and entered the pagoda.

The two brothers had painstakingly searched here for nine years. If he told them now that the man surnamed Luo had left long ago, it might be too cruel for them to bear.

That afternoon, Li Xiaoyao arrived at the gravity chamber. The five selected disciples and clansmen had already been waiting there.

“There is some.” Li Xiaoyao tried to put it as tactfully as possible. He knew that his father had done far too much for him. If he told him to his face that none of this should have happened and that he should not have done any of it, how would his father feel?

He began calculating how he could trick them into giving him the pot of meat soup. A glint flashed through his eyes, and with scarcely more than a turn of his gaze, a wicked idea occurred to him.

Was this not precisely a matter that could cost someone their life? The Lady of the Liu household no longer resembled the woman who had sat on the ground sobbing for a long while without shedding a single tear. Her eyes were bloodshot; clearly, she had been driven into a furious rage.

Afterward, the Martial God stated that he had just used supreme divine powers to deduce a portion of the heavenly secrets through Wu Hong’s soul lamp, and had learned that the attacker was a Quasi-Celestial Venerable.

Still, he could not be bothered to change it. He rather wanted to see what sort of talent Nightingale Fragrance truly possessed.

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And so, such a scene unfolded on the road: Su Momo fleeing ahead, with a police car pursuing behind her.

A moment later, footsteps sounded behind me. I stopped thinking and turned my head to look. It was Zhao Dashan, though he had changed into plain clothes.

Like a noble, icy lion, he had finally revealed his countless scars when night fell and the scene before him stirred old emotions.

If not for that car accident, the two of them might have remained nothing more than teacher and student for the rest of their lives. He would never have taken the initiative to seek Yang Chen’s help, and Yang Chen would never have so strongly urged him to stay at his home.

Gran had never imagined that a single evolution could consume an entire year. He had thought the third evolution had taken a dozen or so days, and that the fourth would take no more than two months.

He did not know why Wu Jiayi had brought up this matter. But from the look of things, she did not seem to be trying to stop them from entering the competition. What, then, was she trying to convey?

He was furious. Since when could someone who could kill an entire crowd with a mere breath dare humiliate him like this?

Inside, figures shifted about. More than a dozen people stood within the great hall, all of them peak masters or elders from the various mountains.

When he learned that Guo Rong’s remains had not been transported back to Kaifeng at all, but had instead been buried outside Youzhou City in the Sixteen Tombs alongside the fallen soldiers, he was filled with profound emotion in his old age.

Yet when he looked at Li Xian again, he found him still wrapped within enormous vines. Dandelion seeds constantly formed at the tips of the vines, continuing to transform into hundreds and thousands of tree-men, as though the process would never end.

Wang Tianba silently closed his eyes and could not help praying. In truth, it was simply too painful to keep them open—he could not see anything anyway, so he might as well close them.

The Cloud Badger King had dispatched many hidden scouts to keep watch over the movements of the imperial army’s camp. When these beast-demon soldiers discovered that the travelers seeking the scriptures and their disciples had set out for Mount Tianyun, they immediately reported the news to the two great generals, the Ancient Badger King and the Cloud Badger King.

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