Chapter 139: Give a Plum, Return a Peach (Parts One and Two Combined)

Lu Qinyue was still pondering what the fox demon’s parting words actually meant.
Why on earth would the Imperial Concubine of Qingqiu make such an inexplicable remark?
Could it be that after her departure, some extraordinary progress had truly transpired between the young master and her master within the Forbidden City?
Yet, more likely than not, she was simply overthinking. What manner of person was her master, after all?
She had repeatedly and explicitly instructed her disciples to keep the sect rules firmly in mind at all times; how could she possibly commit any act that openly flouted those very regulations?

"... " Tifa's expression turned pitch black in an instant, and then she abruptly retreated.
Simultaneously, those green giants completely broke free from the sword net. One by one, they beat their chests, grabbed the giant axes in their hands, and hurled them toward Zhao Yuan in mid-air with all their might.

"Where... where is this?" After a long while, Li Feng finally regained consciousness. What met his eyes was a desolate wasteland, devoid of any vegetation, strewn only with bleached skeletons, while a full moon in the sky emitted a blood-red glow.

Because Zhao Yuan carried the aura of cultivators from the State of Zhao, they mistook him for a reclusive master of the Great Dao.

As they spoke, Kong Fan had already opened a bottle of Moutai, poured a cup for Zhang Longcheng, and then poured one for himself.

After a period of time, however, the celestial spirit discovered that the increase in chaotic energy seemed to have reached a limit; the subsequent influx of primordial chaos force did not inflict damage as formidable as the initial surge.

The Left General and the Minister of Finance had been placed under house arrest the day before under the pretext of advanced age requiring recuperation. Merely three magical hours later, both households simultaneously announced the complete severance of all ties with their offspring, Leonard and Huey, declaring that they were no longer members of the family and would be left to fend for themselves.

To play it safe, Zhao Yuan did not approach even as the serpent's head drooped, despite the fact that not the slightest shred of vitality could be sensed from its body anymore.

With a loud splash, just as Yelin was thrown directly beneath the Evil God's Left Hand, that appendage also began to convulse. Enveloped entirely in crackling arcs of electricity, the Evil God's Left Hand spread its five fingers wide—a terrifying sight everyone had witnessed before. Once that sprawling palm slammed against the ground, violent bolts of lightning would blast outwards in all directions.

Only when the accounting manager informed the sales manager that Shuanghu Academy had paid the deposit could he truly believe he was not daydreaming. Furthermore, on that very same day, the sales manager received a reprimand from the head office's sales director regarding his substandard performance, leaving him drenched in cold sweat.

Ye Bingyin nodded, acknowledging that what Mu Tiande said was indeed true. If Mu Tiande had an enemy, simply killing him would be the most effortless course of action. Yet Ye Bingyin also knew that murder could not be judged by ordinary logic, for no one could fathom the true motives of the killer, at least not at the present stage.

"Alright, that should do it. Do you understand?" Although Ling烈 longed to stay close to her and even seize the chance to embrace her, he did not wish to cause her such distress and sorrow, and thus released her hand, stepping back to put some distance between them.

After a few minutes, the boy on the bicycle seized the right moment and surged ahead, overtaking a stream of cars that were quickly left behind and vanishing into the distance.

Hearing this familiar language, Xiao Yang'er hurriedly looked up. She had just been speaking French to the luggage porter—was he addressing her now? Looking around, she realized there was only the two of them left.

Just as Tang Cheng was still hesitating, he suddenly felt the holographic display before him blur, even flickering with static snow.

As soon as Ye Bingyin finished speaking, the old man's expression shifted immediately, making Ye Bingyin even more certain that his guess was correct—yet the old man had clearly claimed that no one else had ever visited this place.

After some pleasantries, Yao Yi was introduced to Mr. Wall and showered him with lavish praise.

Mr. Wall understood Yao Yi's intent, but he knew all too well that this matter must under no circumstances be pinned on him; the more he took upon himself, the graver the consequences would become.