Volume 1, Chapter 35: Settling a Five-Year-Old Grudge, Xia Nanzhi Stuns the Crowd

As for the Nine-Turn Illusion Soul Grass, that product of the Great Dao, if my estimation holds true, it must be placed at the very heart of the formation to suppress the fortune of the array.

The Earth Bear Beast on the left had not yet finished speaking when the one in the middle finally reacted, swatting him with a heavy paw.

Yang Tianlong noticed that Zhang Xueyi had not come to school, but a moment’s thought made it clear: the Martial Arts Exchange Tournament was only a month away, and she had likely gone back to prepare.

Ye Feng turned his head to look at Li Mengqi on the ground, no longer glancing at that enchantress Wan'er, and the desire in his heart vanished instantly.

Su Li had seen this scene in his dreams long ago; the only difference now was that Liu Qianqian was by his side.

Guan Er observed the scene while his fingers moved as if performing calculations, much like a fortune teller reading Feng Shui—he certainly looked the part.

The big man was no longer reckless; he had learned to be careful. True to my instructions, he moved with the same steady pace as Mantou. I do not know why his courage suddenly surged—perhaps faced with the threat of death, he had tapped into his hidden potential.

Su Li sighed heavily. If Liu Qianqian had blamed him, he might have felt better, but her unexpected understanding only made him feel more guilty.

"Heavenly Venerable Murong, may I ask what brings you to my Nine-Bend Netherworld?" The Evil Young Master was a man of perverse nature, and his speech was always blunt and direct.

At this moment, the morale of [Sin] and the [Shadow Secret Guard] soared. A heroic spirit of men clashing on the battlefield was ignited, and for a time, it seemed as if the very winds and clouds were stirred to life.

"Um, Aunt Bai, is the child alright?" Wen Renting’s voice cut in at that moment. His question made Jun Qiao look at Bai Lanzhuan, filled with intense curiosity.

"Brother Qin Huang, do you intend to settle here for a long time and make this your base?" Sensing the change in Qin Huang’s attitude, Jianjia felt a surge of anxiety in her heart.

"There must be something special about it," Ji Yunxi replied rhetorically, for the cafe gave her a very strange feeling.

This was what Li Yize felt fortunate about; if this monster had all its limbs intact, it would truly be difficult to deal with. Amidst the assault, Li Yize leaped up, raised his leg, and kicked at the monster’s wrinkled, ugly face.

Huang Li, that chatterbox, wanted to officiate Ji Xuan’s wedding—why couldn't a bird be the officiant? It would certainly be unique and memorable.

Moreover... he had to admit, he felt some regret. A healthy heart could be found if one searched abroad; it was not impossible.

Lin Feng sneered inwardly. Promises were such flimsy, weightless things—easy to say, but hard to fulfill. He would not believe a word of the other party’s claims.

Damn it, he was already struggling to restrain himself—what had gotten into this girl today to dare tease him like this?

Though Zhang Kun wore a smile when he saw Zhao Chongshan today, the truth was that a certain matter had been plaguing Zhao Chongshan for a long time.

Zhu Qing, transformed into a phoenix, flew the highest to avoid being spotted by those on the ground. Nie’er, radiating a holy white light, looked like a silver angel under the moonlight, flying neck and neck with the fairy-like Qian Dai.

Who would have thought that the famous Shu Ni, who was known for teasing men, would almost be forced herself? Fortunately, one of those "gentlemen" was busy covering her mouth and pinning her hands, while the other was occupied with holding down her kicking legs.

"What do you mean by that?" Nie Wanluo’s entire body went rigid, her nerves pulled taut. "Could it be that I don't even know this?" She felt as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss; it was true, she did not know. All she knew was the last thirteen years. As for the twelve years before that, she was a stranger to herself.

After leaving the pass, Lan Jiazhi brought out all three war chariots. Since many high-level demons were now immune to magic, the roles of Qian Dai and Nie’er changed, but the hell demons could not resist physical attacks. Thus, the chariots were loaded with Earth weapons, and the two Magic Gods temporarily became gunners.

"Qian Dai, this isn't right. I see they are living quite happily, and the younger brother is very sensible. Why reopen this wound? A simple life is better," A Qing shook her head, refusing Qian Dai’s kindness.

The soul tsunami had been reflected back, and even now, Gornakus could not understand how it happened; it was even more bizarre than the ability of Shekretia, who could repeatedly resurrect her fleet.

Finally, there were the Aasimar, divided into Starlight Aasimar, Dog-headed Aasimar, Horned Aasimar, Blade Aasimar, Owl Aasimar, Guardian Aasimar, and the strongest of all, the Throne Aasimar and Holy Word Aasimar.

"Let’s go!" Che Wuyou gave a low command and took the lead. His strength was the highest, and he could handle any unexpected developments, especially in such a dangerous place, so he naturally took the responsibility upon himself.

At this moment, Meng Shenji curled his lips in disdain, clearly holding Emperor Xueye in complete contempt.

Tang Feng walked up to Luo Keda. Seeing the man sitting with his eyes closed and motionless, as if drunk, he coughed a few times. Whether it was the effect of the cough or not, Luo Keda’s wrinkled eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes to look at Tang Feng.

The celebration banquet lasted until the early hours of the morning. Many could not hold on and fell asleep directly on the tables.

Long before the Battle of the Never-Falling City began, he, Lin, had already prepared for the worst-case scenario: death in the campaign.

The boy’s gaze lost some of its gloom as he turned his attention back to Nai Xi’s face, examining her closely.

"What the? Who squeezed me out?" Tang Feng’s first thought was that he had been crowded out by others; he never expected that his goods had actually sold out, especially since he had brought so much.

As they spoke, the servant led Madam Sun and Shen Bo to sit at a distance from Ye Wanyu.

"That’s all for today," Li Bingrui put down his horsewhip, stepped off the carriage, and washed his face by the river.

A colored halo appeared behind him, slowly rotating around his body. Then, a blade of ice and a blade of fire floated automatically to his sides, and he reached out to grasp them.

Luo Haoqi was desperate; the exit gate was clearly in sight, and the monster’s attack range was limited. If he could just get out, he might successfully enter the safe zone and save his life.