Chapter 83: Yang Wenzhao’s Head Still Buzzing from the Blow

Beads of sweat broke out on Yang Wenzhao’s forehead—what a troublesome opponent. None of his previous attacks had any effect on her. Most crucially, despite having fought for over ten minutes, she had yet to display a single skill, making Yang Wenzhao keenly aware that she was toying with him. If this continued, his defeat was inevitable.

A blaze of intense golden light surged from within Yang Wenzhao, taking the shape of flames. The Fire of Radiance!

Two invitations were delivered to the inn. Ling Yun weighed them in his hand, a hint of determination flickering in his eyes.

“Yue Tong, are you here to help, or are you just here to profit from our misfortune?” Yue Qingwu snorted coldly.

Fang Rui wanted to use the example of Smile reconciling with Liu Na to encourage him to call Fatty, hoping he would take the initiative to clear the air instead of letting things fester.

He was enveloped in the oppressive aura of the Heavenly Law, a colossal imperial shadow towering behind him, reaching out to seize Ling Yun’s demonic spear.

Qing Snake was struck as if by lightning at these words—was it today’s incident that had provoked this man’s displeasure?

Just then, Master Yin suddenly let out a fierce shout and charged ahead, leading the assault straight at the Spirit Lord.

Suddenly, a young man clad in a robe embroidered with golden flames descended slowly from the heavens and entered the hall.

Whenever Ye Chen was put together with those relatives from the Ye family, he completely lost his appetite. But when he was with his wife and sister, no matter how poor the ingredients, everyone could dine together happily.

Clang! A brilliant shower of sparks flashed as Hong Ling’s sword-tip struck the giant claw, the instant contact producing a tooth-grinding metallic screech.

Some of the more hot-headed novices hadn’t noticed the shift in Lin Feng’s tone, still glaring fiercely at Fang Rui and muttering about revenge, until the grip of the hand on his shoulder tightened. Only then did he realize he might have provoked Lin Feng’s ire.

If not for the Xuan Yin Bottle unleashing frigid energy to seal the surroundings, the entire secret realm depicted in the scroll would have become a sea of fire, a world of molten lava.

Jiuxiao swiftly transformed, a streak of silver light darting toward the fray. Qiao Chuqing, lacking Jiuxiao’s abilities, understood the peril and refrained from calling for help, instead drawing her flying sword, mounting it, and hurrying after—but her speed was much slower.

Li Jianxia shot a look at Mengzi, who understood and gradually slowed the pace of the cavalry regiment.

Fang Yi was now utterly exhausted; even with the boost from acupuncture and inner energy, he felt on the verge of sleep. But Xia Rushuang’s smile instantly roused his spirits.

At last, the bullies who’d seized the mountain cave had left. The bear couple embraced joyfully, patting each other before rushing inside without a backward glance. Upon seeing the emptiness within, their howls of misery resumed; what else could they do, outmatched as they were?

After collecting peaches and apples, Sun Wukong grew curious and suggested a stroll in town. The others had little choice but to accompany him.

These seven years—each night, I have fallen asleep longing for your smile; each day… has passed as slowly as a year.

He had no interest in whatever breed of assassins lurked outside. An inexplicable surge of fury flooded his mind in an instant. Gritting his teeth against the spasms of pain, Lei Wente reached into his chest pouch and, with great effort, pulled out a silver vial sealed by a magical barrier.

Qiao Chuqing had no intention of giving chase; if he truly left, all the better—perhaps he would finally forget her. Besides, she was hobbling with only one shoe, and walking with such an uneven gait was truly inconvenient.

The small pond just outside the woods was his target. In order to keep the body hidden from the patrols for a while, the best course was to tie on some rocks and sink it into the murky water.