Volume 1, Chapter 36: Before Your Head Hits the Ground, I Shall Have Donned My Robes Once More

"In the Heavenly Way of the Taoist Ancestor Hongjun, odd numbers represent Yang and even numbers represent Yin. Thus, one is the beginning, three represents birth, five represents completeness, and nine represents honor. Yet, for the number seven, no meaning was ever assigned. Do you know the reason why, brother?" Li Song naturally knew what was on Kong Xuan's mind, but he did not answer directly.

Seeing that after seven days, under the full exertion of the Queen Mother of the West’s magic, the golden light on the Six-Winged Golden Cicada had dimmed significantly.

As long as Shen Hanluo’s attention remained focused here, and they held out for a few more minutes, the police would arrive, and everyone should be safe.

"Chunyan" must know who her murderer was; perhaps if she were in a good mood, she would be willing to tell them?

At this moment, both the Seven-Treasured Tree and the Source of the Blood Sea were embroiled in great battles. Countless quasi-saints had joined the fray. Although the scale could not compare to the battle of the saints, it was quite spectacular, making the remaining quasi-saints in the God-Demon Realm watch with great interest.

With his thoughts settled, Yuan Hong immediately inverted the Demon Refining Pot, shrank his figure, and escaped inside.

His marriage registration with Ye Ning was a spur-of-the-moment decision, but the wedding had to be meticulously prepared. It had to be held with the blessing of Ye Ning’s parents, and only then would they have children.

But right now, he was facing such a crisis. In the previous struggle, without the reliance of magical artifacts, he had nearly been wounded by several people.

"Let’s go to where Jiang Ziya’s army is currently stationed." Zhuang Wangao glanced at Xiqi City and then began to head in another direction, towards Zhaoge, to find Jiang Ziya’s forces.

The appearance of what was suspected to be Cheng Yuexiang’s ghost made Su Fuqing and the audience realize that a secret was absolutely hidden within all of this.

"Baa-baa! Heavens, it really is a phoenix, the phoenix from Phoenix Valley!" The fat sheep danced with joy.

"Master, I’ve laid out a quilt in the carriage. You cover yourself with another one, and we’ll make do for a while until we get home." Yun Xue helped Old Master Dong into the carriage, tucked the quilt around him, and then had Tianfu drive toward home.

I ignored her, turned around, and walked out, closing the door behind me. At the moment the door shut, I thought I saw her sit up, her head facing the door.

On the morning of the fourth day, Ziyan felt an unbearable thirst. As a phoenix, hunger and thirst should not be things she experienced, but Ruoran had not noticed this. Hearing Ziyan ask for water, she hurriedly poured a cup for her.

Recently, Ouyang had been indulging Li Xinghuan and the others in their antics around the capital. He did not interfere much; Ouyang had always adopted a free-range approach to raising Hongzhou.

The harmonious scene before them must have been something Ouyang had instructed in advance, though it was unclear what he was planning.

Shangguan Feng did not doubt his explanation at all, for after all, there are mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people. On such a vast continent, what kind of strange and talented people could there not be?

"So, where do you want to go now?" An Weichen smiled and patted Xiong Xiaobai’s head to comfort her.

Among those present, only Lu Yu understood the meaning behind his smile. He bowed slightly to the deceased old man, accepting the praise with grace.

"Zhizhi, shouldn't you find yourself a female mouse? Otherwise, I won't be able to rest easy." Ziyan looked down at Zhizhi as she said this.

Although the Blood Python Mercenaries were founded by Lang Xingtian by accident—or perhaps on a whim—it could not be denied that after such a long period of development, they had become an important military force in his hands.

Gao Chengfeng hurriedly got up to put on his clothes, then walked over to Shen Xia and picked up the clothes from the floor to drape over her.

How could Qingkuang not guess the shrewd light in his eyes? However, she was not angry. If she did not care, how could there be anger? He treated her as a chess piece, little knowing that he was also a piece on her board.

Outside the palace gates, Xiang Fan showed his identity token and did not stop until he reached the bedchamber of "Mu Xiaofeng."

The car was filled with heat; as soon as she got on, she felt herself breaking into a sweat. Shen Xia felt a bit reserved and couldn't find a topic of conversation for a moment.

"Haha! Do you think you can defeat me just like that? If you can actually do it, then it won't be too late to brag!" Murong Ying looked at them with mockery; the expressions on their faces were ones of terror and disbelief.

Half an hour later, Fang Haotian coughed up blood and flew back to the safe zone. This time, his injuries were far more severe than before.

"Try the tea I brewed!" A cup of tea was pushed in front of Mo Tiao. Mo Tiao steadied his mind, gazed at the teacup on the table, picked it up, and drank it slowly.

The aura of his Fourth-Level Spirit Martial Realm cultivation climbed wildly, feeling even more terrifying than when he had fought the Ninth Protector earlier. Clearly, his anger left him with no reservations.

Behind the bed curtains, no one saw what had happened to Su Ruoshui. Ye Guyuanhong ordered that the news of the Crown Princess being poisoned must not be leaked.

Qiao Sangning was overjoyed and leaned one eye in. Mu Zhixian also leaned in, his hand resting on her shoulder, casual and natural, looking as if he had pulled her into his embrace.

Chen Haoran extended his right hand to block Zhang Xuewu’s fist in mid-air, then applied a slight force, twisting Zhang Xuewu’s right arm into a knot.

Gui Ruoxue swallowed his pride and applied makeup in the mirror. Ning Mingmei persuaded him, pushed the door open, and saw Lian Chengyue outside.

The reason Yu Huan did not directly write the lyrics and music on paper for Lin Yourong was that he understood if the arrangement and accompaniment were not suitable, the song would lose much of its original flavor.

"You guys, why don't you find a place to sit as well? It feels very strange for us otherwise." Zhang Zhiyuan scratched his head.

As for defensive artifacts, there was the newly acquired Spirit God Shield, a fifth-grade treasure, which was far more impressive than the Five-Treasure Silver Dragon Armor.

Just then, a faint roar came from deep within the distant forest, followed by another angry, thunderous bellow.

"The water army company behind this has been found, and we are currently investigating the person who ordered them," Bo Tao replied cautiously. He was afraid his boss would think they were too slow.

At this moment, Qiao Sangning and Tang Zhan had glided into the middle of the dance floor. She was very close to Mu Zhixian, and she could even feel his breathing becoming heavy.

However, he had hidden some things, both regarding Zhao Chen and the others.

In order to devour the energy of others, Dun'er left Yamaguchi Mie unable to live or die. If it were me, I would probably have collapsed. All attacks were ineffective, all became nourishment for others, and every bit of strength in one's body was being squeezed out. Who could endure that?