Chapter 36

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Curse Song was naturally aware that countless people lurked in the shadows, including more than a dozen at the Divine Inscription stage. It was easy to guess that they were the very Dragon Abyss Seventeen Riders she had encountered earlier that day.

Mu’s very existence was a slap in the face to the Shangguan clan. The Shangguan would never allow Mu to exist, much less let her set foot in the world of ancient martial arts.

The previous two probing attacks by the Asai family had only involved a few hundred men, who left after doing little more than damaging some fortifications. This time, however, the Asai had come in force, clearly meaning business, and the Hexagonal family had braced themselves in full.

What did it even mean? Back then, she had been with Wei Ranbei; he’d been so desperate he wanted to die, so he’d come up with a cryptic name.

The next morning, Asahina Taicho, worried that the Takeda clan would take advantage of the Imagawa’s unstable position to launch a fierce assault, gathered his soldiers at dawn. The exhausted ashigaru, having toiled all day and stayed up half the night, reluctantly dragged themselves to their posts.

Among Fatty’s soldiers were those skilled in criminal investigation, who came by each day to conduct interrogations. They intended to ferret out the remaining loyalists of Chen Chaofa from among them.

Oda Nobutada was momentarily stunned by what he heard, turning in surprise to look at Yu Qiuping, only to find that there was no falsehood in the latter’s eyes.

Within the underground black market, the crowd looked at the black sedan chair with undisguised disdain, exchanging glances of speechless incredulity.

While others struggled with dieting and relentless exercise, she lounged at home on the sofa, eating calorie-laden food and watching television, never gaining an ounce of fat.

The pain furrowed his brow, and his body involuntarily curled up from the intensity.

Chu Nan hadn’t expected Wei Jingchen to so easily get in touch with Han Yuxi and bring her over. Though inwardly pleased, he couldn’t help but feel a tinge of irritation.

Yet it was as if the old saying “apricot blossoms bloom outside” had been fulfilled: the tale of River Candle Dragon was known even to the Queen of Tianguo, but residents of Rong City didn’t know it at all, nor did they believe it was the name of a dish—after all, that name was hard to associate with cuisine.

It must be said, at the company’s most perilous moment, the appearance of Xu Dazhou was truly a timely salvation. Yet there’s no such thing as a free lunch; the price this man demanded in return was terrifyingly high.

Time passed unnoticed in cultivation. In the blink of an eye, a month had gone by. Li Yu had perfected the Star Emperor’s Swift Sword and Instant Movement techniques before finally emerging from seclusion. For others, this speed would have been astonishing, but with the help of his clairvoyance and the ancient Buddhist beads, it was perfectly normal for Li Yu.

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Whether it was the Elixir of Life or the Growth Hormone, each was an extraordinary thing. So, for such high-end items, Li Yi reckoned there would be no change unless the system itself upgraded.

In the villa, Kong Ziliang and Zhu Qingyi were both on edge, anxious that Zhou Zhong might do something reckless. Faced with this situation, neither of them had any good solution.

“You bastard Wu, fuck your mother!” Yang Jiekai, upon seeing Wu Peng, didn’t even hesitate before cursing at him.

With the troublemakers dealt with, the disciples of the Demon Sect grew bolder. They surrounded the skeletal array, then, exchanging just a look, rushed forward as one.

After slaughtering a team of Universal Ball cultivators, Li Yu stowed away the array plate and flags, while Xu Bao gained more than thirty storage devices. Now, with nearly seventy in total, and according to Li Yu’s principle of equal distribution, each team member would get the treasures from two storage devices.

The denizens of the Celestial Realm rarely received news from the mortal world, and mortals could never glimpse the wonders of the Celestial Realm.

Fortune Gate—that was the very inn where Ah Yuan delivered tofu every day. It seemed that Manager Zhou and Xie Yuan were on good terms, even knowing that the old man was in charge at home.

Yet, their words made sense: the Beauty Appraiser had indeed found Qiang’er under circumstances full of unknowns, each of which affected her safety. I dared not be careless.

Emperor Xi suddenly fell silent, as if Li Nanfang’s sarcasm had touched a dark corner of his heart.

Of course, the best outcome was to combine both internal perception and external observation, but such honor was reserved only for the strongest beings of this era across the three realms.

At that moment, millions of online viewers transformed into secret agents, following Lin Fei and the drone’s every move.

Yet when she did find Old Ghost Wutong repairing a mechanical bird, Li Menghen did not go over to seize him.

Li Nanfang collapsed in despair onto the ground. Tuan’er was already lifeless; luck, it seemed, was utterly unreliable.

“Brother Jin, don’t ever take risks again. People like Liu Yong only sully your hands,” Yao Jing said seriously, her eyes shining with concern.

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“By the way, have you heard of the Beast Fusion Pill?” Though Solitary Fragrance was absent, Wu Xiaoyao thought it worth sharing with Lin Wan’er.

Mu Hentian pressed three fingers together, drawing sigils in the air. As he, Bai Yuan, and Zhu Lin stared, the Eight Trigrams Mirror underwent a strange transformation—its surface glowed red, radiant as a blood moon, and the wind howled ever fiercer. Yet the Eight Trigrams Mirror and the Soul-Calming Bell remained as steady as a mountain, an eerie sight.

“Brother Qin, don’t worry. Even if this is Nanquan, just say the word and we’ll handle anything for you,” another young man, handsome and sharp-featured, said with a toothpick in his mouth, grinning.

All around, the disciples of the Heavenly Sect who knew the inside story glared at Ye Tian with eyes nearly spitting fire.

Lin Yumai used her movement technique to circle behind the great tiger, aimed at his back, and lashed out with a flying kick.

Everyone glanced at Yin Canghun in his long sleeves, and all shivered in unison! Compete with him? Are you tired of living? Look at his physique—how could any of us compare?

“I’ll believe that,” Asaba replied with a faint smile, pulling the still-frowning Haibara onto the comfortable sofa.

Melee combat with cold weapons was almost standard, but the wristband couldn’t record the damage caused by such weapons. Once hand-to-hand fighting began, it would likely continue until someone surrendered or could no longer fight.

Therefore, the absorption of pills and primal force had to be done somewhere private.

For a while, the Overseer had let things play out, hoping to fish in troubled waters. But now, with the commotion growing so large—enough to threaten the balance of the treasure ground—the fish had taken the bait. It was time for the Overseer to act.

He was like a dog locked in a cage, hands gripping the thick iron bars, his eyes lifeless as he stared at Lei Dong and Ai Ai.

Once everyone had left, Gu Meijing prepared to wipe down Xiao Quan and perform acupuncture on him. But the hospital room was as bare-bones as could be; aside from a bathroom, there was nothing else. Even in the bathroom, things were so sparse that there wasn’t even a basin or a towel.