Chapter 38

Upon hearing Wang Quan’s words, everyone present nodded. In the entire martial arts world, who was unaware of Zhang Zhenren’s great reputation?

Si Nan thought to herself that what she had truly learned on the mountain was limited to fortune-telling, divination, drawing talismans, and catching demons.

"Second brother, carry Grandfather." Zhaoyang pulled Yu Jinping over, handed the old man to him, and immediately ran toward Zhao Boheng’s house.

Moreover, releasing this news now would surely throw the Sect Master of the White Cloud Sect into a state of panic; why not do it?

Mu Fei, in his haste, had no choice but to trade a blow with the Great Elder. Yet, less than a breath after their palms met, Mu Fei was sent flying backward, vomiting blood. The hand he had used to clash with the Elder was left dripping with gore. Had it not been for the Dragon-Slaying Armor protecting its master and absorbing the brunt of the force, Mu Fei would likely have perished on the spot.

Si Nan had fair skin, a slender neck, and a straight back; there was no sign of the timidity one might expect from someone raised on a mountain.

"Why give me a disposable one? Is there no cup that belongs only to me?" Yu Li spoke with righteous indignation.

Angel Yan, upon hearing this and watching Angel Lan depart, acted with decisive speed. No sooner had she spoken than she set off, traveling through the wormhole toward the coordinates.

Thinking back to that vicious blade strike against her just moments ago, if Si Nan had been even a fraction slower, she would surely have met her end in the underworld.

The next moment, the Flame Bow Spirit Master, standing not far away with a look of confusion, saw Uranium standing there with arms crossed and a calm expression. His face changed instantly.

About two hours later, the light slowly receded. When Ye Feng emerged, two marks had appeared on his arms—one black and one white, appearing quite eerie.

A few piercing, shrill whistles cut through the air as four Dongfeng-41 strategic intercontinental ballistic missiles, each carrying multiple independently targetable reentry vehicles, pierced the clouds and soared toward the dark sky above.

The night passed without incident, and the next day, Zhuang Yichen rose early. As the first rays of dawn spilled down, he awoke. He washed up casually with water that tasted of rust, ate a can of luncheon meat, and then sauntered downstairs.

Indeed, only by hearing these ghostly wails in person could you understand the "torture" and torment the homeowner suffered on those nights. If one could actually sleep through such sounds, one would truly be the greatest master of endurance in the world.

Fortunately, my spiritual perception was not disturbed by the mist. My aura enveloped the surroundings, carefully monitoring every movement. If anything dared to approach, I would feel it immediately and launch a counterattack.

It seems something happened back then that only Xiao Nanxue knows. It appears I must find an opportunity to have a proper talk with him.

Mo Yang took the Bailing Bow from the table and secretly activated the incantation. A bolt of lightning erupted, striking the formation and sending forth dazzling sparks.

However, the Empress Dowager had just spoken, saying that if she confessed, she would be granted a swift death. If she didn't, she would have to endure every torture of the Judiciary Department, and she would still die in the end.

The loss of the child had been a massive blow to Mother Ye and Father Ye, but the two elders pretended to be strong in front of her, so she did not take the initiative to ask. Even until the two elders returned to N City, her "I'm sorry" remained stuck in her throat, never spoken.

A man’s exceptionally hoarse voice echoed in the room, carrying a wicked charm that was quite impossible to resist.

He looked on in confusion. Southern Yan, Northern Kingdom, Shuobei, and Heke—all were shattered by his teacher's palm. The map became a vast, empty hole. Only the Quanrong of the frontiers, the southeastern seas, and the boundless west remained.

She had intended to pretend not to see him, but the man spotted her and, as if his life depended on it, took a great stride to block her car.

However, the true power only manifested when the two pearls were used in tandem. When used together, the heavy water droplets generated by the water pearl were accelerated by the wind dragon and converged at its mouth, forming a single blue dragon orb.

"Stop!" Liu Chen’s expression shifted. Without hesitation, he took a pale yellow brocade box from his Void Spirit Ring. When opened, it revealed a pale golden feather that emitted a soul-shaking, tyrannical ripple.

"Get down here! I’m going to fight you one-on-one!" The middle-aged woman jumped off the vehicle right after him, unleashing a flurry of moves—gouging hearts and stealing peaches—all directed at the lecherous man.

Mo Wanli quickly analyzed the building in her mind. A flicker of cold light flashed from some glints across the way, shaking her vision. She closed her eyes uncomfortably and turned, backing against a large tree. Those glints were the reflections of swords held by the guards.

"Haha, good! The Sixth Princess Consort’s martial arts are truly excellent!" A deep, imposing voice interrupted the ministers' profound shock. Yan Tian laughed, his eyes filled with relief; it was clear he was delighted that Mo Wanli had won back face for the Southern Yan Kingdom.

To set free the Golden Butterfly that could traverse the galaxy and explore the magical coordinates of Earth that her father and mother had spoken of.

Once those three left, the hospital room suddenly felt empty; the space grew larger and quieter.

Who could not love their own child? Even someone as cold-hearted as him would not be like that. Even if she didn't ask, she knew it in her heart.

Back then, she had survived the arduous days in the Duke's Mansion; what was this bit of pain now? She had not yet retrieved her mother's bone hairpin; how could she lie down now? If she went to the Eastern Depot, she would inevitably be controlled by Mu Qing in the future, never to be free again. She would rather die by Xuanyuan Mo’s side than submit to Mu Qing.

He spoke with such confidence that I, too, felt the world had suddenly become much simpler. He said, "Have your friend contact me, and I will accompany her on the trip."

If Rui'er had no ability, it would be better to remove her sooner rather than later, so as to avoid the King neglecting her because of Rui'er.

"Yelü Chen has already considered this, which is why he locked a bell to my ankle. I imagine ordinary people wouldn't dare touch me." No sooner had Ye Zhen finished speaking than she heard a knock at the door.

"I fear that after this incident, Noble Consort Shu will hate you even more." After Ruotang finished her praise, she still couldn't help but worry.

Han Huang was one thing; after all, he was a Primordial Demon God. Primordial Demon Gods transcend Chaos Demon Gods, so his bloodline regeneration was not entirely unjustifiable.