37 Really

Elder Yaozun felt his fury mounting, yet he dared not act rashly. To kill Gongsun Yi and his companions now would be to provide concrete evidence of silencing witnesses, leaving him stranded on the altar, caught in a dilemma.

The month that followed was dedicated to the study of spells. He mastered Time Folding and the Blade of Time, and acquired two spells from the Celestial Sound school.

Linghu Su showed no mercy, his words causing the old minister's blood to boil until, eyes rolling back, he collapsed on the spot.

The old emperor, in a fit of rage, began searching for something—surely a cane. Xu Yi knew exactly where the cane was kept, but he pretended not to notice, and the others were even less likely to speak up.

When exhausted from sword practice, Linghu Su enjoyed lying beneath the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, savoring the fragrance; it was a unique pleasure. Though it was nearly October, the weather was not cold; the temperature was just right.

Yet, at the time, Wei Li'an was absolutely certain that the one who killed Salas was still alive. Having witnessed that youth’s prowess, he knew that even if the boy could not defeat Ochiv, escaping would not have been difficult.

"To lance a sore, one must first know where it grows. The Black Dragon Mountain Range is vast and convoluted; although that group is numerous, finding them is like searching for a needle in a haystack," Yang Lei said, his brow furrowed.

Fa Jie asked, "What does the Daoist mean by that?" He thought to himself: It was the Green Snake that injured your Wudang disciple; what motive could you have for being so eager to capture the White Snake?

Now noticing the shift in reliance, especially upon seeing those two figures high in the air, their expressions grew somber.

His sword was sheathed in a crimson glow—this was the Blazing Flame Sword Aura, a type of combat energy only wielded by high-level mercenaries. He slashed at the Blood Spirit blocking his path, and it vanished as if evaporated by intense fire.

In the Shura Purgatory, two Shuras had already slipped into the darkness, their target the Holy Witch of the Wangliang tribe.

However, it seemed truly difficult now. The greatest challenge was that the elderly General Li was already sixty; even Prince Yong, whose body had been hollowed out by a life of indulgence, possessed a constitution far superior to this old general.

Chen Xuejie brewed two cups of coffee and one of hot tea, while other employees gathered snacks and refreshments, before knocking on the office door together.

Although covered in the blood of battle, Monte’s face was wreathed in smiles; clearly, he was overjoyed to be riding in a mobile fortress for the first time.

Listening to the conversation between Su Yuyan and Yang Zhengjie, Elder Su’s expression grew increasingly grim, and even Zhou Xiaotian, the chief steward standing beside him, looked awkward. The atmosphere was strained.

***

He did not think so, but that did not mean things would not develop that way. In fact, from the moment Denise decided to debut the armor she had developed in the arena, and the Uranus Corporation decided to thwart her there, Loki had already become entangled with these two giants.

The Soul-Cleansing Immortal Grass was truly miraculous. While it could not bring the dead back to life or regrow bones, it was capable of healing lost souls or reanimating an empty shell.

Using it now, Aimo felt nothing amiss; on the contrary, having learned this skill, he was very grateful for how it would aid his negotiations.

The Death Prophet, though greatly startled, did not panic and hurriedly fled toward the defense tower.

"Hmph, no matter how strong the restriction, it cannot withstand the True Flame of the Black Luo," the man in the golden robe sneered, opening his mouth to spew a ball of black flame.

There were still a few years left before he was due to guard the White Tiger Secret Realm; he had not expected an outsider to intrude.

He did not let it show on his face, however, fearing that the two guardians might discern a clue and cause all his previous efforts to go to waste.

Saya suddenly spoke, and John held his breath, listening intently. Sure enough, amidst the sound of the gale and rain, he heard something.

The voice came from behind Sixth Uncle, giving him quite a start. He turned around in a hurry, and upon confirming it was his old friend, he appeared somewhat moved.

Just as the Zuihong Tower auction was underway, Fei Teng wanted his son to purchase some rare treasures to pave the way for his future cultivation. He told him to buy whatever caught his eye; as the Lord of Nanhai City, he had no shortage of anything—least of all money.

Everything that had occurred previously, even Bu Fan asking about the Decomposition Spirit Technique today, seemed to be entirely within the Apostle’s grasp. Once Dao Ming understood the reason, he told Bu Fan everything he knew about the technique without reservation.

Dong Yizhuang’s tongue lolled out in shock upon hearing Zhu Wu’s words, while Shi Jin laughed heartily. It turned out that Lin Chong and Zhu Wu, learning that Cheng Wanyan and Koda Riko were both pregnant, had specifically kept Dong Yizhuang and Shi Jin at the main camp to prevent them from going into battle.

"It couldn't be more true." Fang Jialing nodded firmly, indicating that she would keep her word and never renege.

"I’ll go!" Zhang Haotian looked at Mo Yi in a struggle, wanting to know if Mo Yi had any good solutions.

Later, Leng Yunfeng switched to a brick; once he had a brick in hand, he knew exactly how to strike to kill his enemy.

***

Given Zhang Shan’s current popularity, the moment he began his live stream, numerous viewers entered the room, flooding the screen with various messages.

If one or two million could make countless authors sigh, then seeing the ten million yuan donation left them too stunned to speak.

Twelve illusory shadows suddenly appeared at the edge of the round table, corresponding to twelve points on its surface.

"What is going on?" Lin Feng asked in confusion, glancing at Leina, as if asking if she knew what this was about.

The Long family had been on the verge of crisis; that it had reached its current state was naturally all due to Long Xiangtian’s efforts.

Seeing Lin Yuan ask this, Chen Jian thought he was being tested. He smiled and said, "Building a live streaming platform is indeed a great idea. With such a platform, our future games and films will have an additional channel for promotion."

They would always hide in the shadows, waiting for either gods or god-slayers to be weakened or left isolated, then strike without restraint to seize their power and enrich themselves.

He tried hard to recall, but he still could not remember where this world was. Shaking his slightly dizzy head, Aaron was now somewhat relieved that Hades was such a slacker—a slacker of infinite proportions.

The members of the Super God Group immediately moved several feet away from Big D, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire. They all looked at Big D with expressions of great pity.

After saying this, he suddenly realized: Wait, two roe deer are missing. Could someone have come into the forest to poach?

Song Anrun was at a loss. Why was Yang Ge crying? What was wrong with him? Was he hungry?