Chapter 61

"Zi Menghhan, how could you dare do such a thing? Regardless of everything, An Xiaochen is the son of Elder Tianxu and the next Elder Tianxu. Aren't you afraid of provoking the wrath of our Dark Spirit Blood Leopard clan by acting this way?" Feng Hannuo said with a hint of anger, as An Xiaochen was still one of their own from the Dark Spirit Blood Leopard clan.

Sensing the terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the lotus throne, the Black Demon King opened the huge mouths on both of its heads and exhaled gouts of black Qi.

The anti-Dong Zhuo alliance had been established for half a year, and people's nerves had already grown numb. Major events concerning the alliance were now even less captivating than the news of Uncle Wang next door getting beaten by his wife again last night.

Seeing that Xia Tian was ignoring him, a dark and gloomy look gradually surfaced on the dark, thin man's face.

This was a battle between giant dragons. Their colossal bodies coiled and bit at one another in a relentless assault. Surrounded by holy dragons, the Snow Jade Spirit Dragon was actually trembling. This might not have been a conscious reaction of the Snow Jade Spirit Dragon itself, but it was tied to its very essence—a suppression of bloodlines born of sheer instinct.

Aside from casting an extra glance or two at Jing Chuan and the other two neatly dressed, bright-eyed and clear-browed young men, they did not pay them much special attention.

Wielding the Starfall Treasured Sword, which gleamed with a pale blue inscribed energy, he flashed past a dozen wraiths, leaving identical gashes across their necks before returning to his original spot beside Fan Zhi.

At that moment, Li Mengyuan recalled what had happened between her and Xia Tian in the infirmary that day, and her face instantly flushed a brilliant red.

Seeing Fang Liming nod, He Yue took her hand and walked into the company. Just as He Yue had anticipated, Qin Luo already knew they were dating the moment they entered the building. Qin Luo intended to seize this opportunity to bring He Yue under his wing so that he could work for him in the future.

"Han Bing, this is the sacred ground of the Spirit Sect. Leave at once." A white-bearded elder clad in blood-red robes descended from the sky and repelled Han Bing with a single palm strike. Lacking solid ground beneath him as he relied entirely on his spiritual wings to fly, he was driven crashing back down to earth, creating a massive crater. Not a single disciple of the Spirit Sect dared to step forward; they could only watch from afar.

Though young, she came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. While she might not have achieved mastery, handling basic ailments posed no problem for her.

I asked Zhou Tong what we should do, and this guy simply told me to copy him and do whatever he did. Then I saw him pick up the bottle of urine I hadn't managed to stow away earlier, holding it in a ready-to-splash posture.

Seeing this, Qin Wu did not say anything, merely smiling as he watched them. The one acting as their leader saw this and immediately signaled his subordinates with a glance to make a move.

Watching Illyrio’s corpulent figure vanish beyond the doorway, Daenerys turned her gaze from her high seat to the last surviving member among her "advisors."

The owner of the restaurant was shrewd enough, having run such a large establishment. Stepping out onto the street that day, he instantly grasped the current situation in Meishan City. He calculated in his mind that, given the circumstances, the lively bustle of Meishan City was likely to continue for quite some time.

It felt like soaking in a hot spring amidst freezing, bitter weather, gradually becoming intoxicated by the warmth to the point of no return.

Not only was I dumbfounded by this sight, but Zhou Tong was equally baffled. However, upon seeing me, he immediately thought of the jade artifact, and a look of joyous relief swept across his face.

"What she said... could it be that they poisoned us?" Aside from the novice who had been beaten up, another novice with bright eyes—seemingly having adapted to this world—shook his aching head and spoke.

Zhou Tong's expression turned utterly unsightly. He declared that had he known I was bringing him here to unleash some ultimate move, he would rather have died than follow me inside.

"Roar~" Like a beast breaking free from its reins, its body swelled violently once more, bursting right out of the hound's skin. At last, this high-level zombie finally revealed its true form.

"Master suffered the backlash of the Soul-Stealing Technique and lost his Heart-Protecting Scale, which is why the Jade Dragon Bottle..." I ached inwardly.

Kaoru's expression gradually calmed, as she could roughly guess what Kato was about to say next.

Zhou Shaojie drove slowly, stopping every now and then to exchange greetings with people outside, leaving Xiuxiu somewhat torn between laughter and tears. Was he actually showing her off to others? She never expected such a side to the usually cold and composed Zhou Shaojie.

"Seventy thousand yuan is also my limit, but I won't compete with Chief Bai. If you plan to sell it for seventy thousand, then give it to Chief Bai!" Meng Yan said with a smile, politely declining Third Master's offer.

Yearning for Huo Qubing, the Son of Heaven inevitably grew melancholic, which in turn made him pay extraordinary attention to the "Xiping Pavilion built by the Riding General" as described by Zhang Yue.

First, one could rely on one's own labor for ample food and clothing—simply erecting a bamboo shed on the grounds of this Jiating or within the village would suffice.

Li Mu had not thought too much about it back then. He was still just a child, and his heart was set only on finding his younger sister, so he agreed without much hesitation. Therefore, the time had come for Li Mu to fulfill his promise. However, Xue Li must never find out about this.

"Uncle Mu, do you think they were sent by my older brother?" Xue Li glanced around to ensure no one else was about, then gently tugged at the corner of Mu Juecheng's robe.

Aside from Tachibana Taki, no one else hiding a zombie could have sparked such widespread controversy.

Sister-in-law Zhao readily agreed, "Alright, I'll take the child tomorrow." She then lowered her head, concentrated on feeding Zhao Lei, and said no more.

Numerous cultivators stood tall here. Some were Lords of the Seat, while others were Eternal Sovereigns. Even though their auras and might were extremely restrained, a boundless pressure still blanketed the main hall. If any Immortal were present here, they would likely collapse on the spot, utterly unable to bear it.