Chapter 36

Even as a member of the royal family, Mu Yan could not help but feel a touch of surprise. Although these talismans were not considered precious items, they were incredibly practical, especially for low-level talisman masters, providing significant effects.

During the days I am away, remember to take care of yourself. I leave the burden of caring for our parents and Pingping and An'an to you. Wait for my return.

Because Shang Ruijun’s situation was unique, Ye Luo could not perceive him as he did others, aside from seeing him directly.

"The time is not yet right; they cannot come over just yet. Very well, disciple-messenger, I shall return now." With those words, Du Yue’e vanished before my eyes.

Do not be fooled by the fact that it is just a grocery store; the location at West Sea Square is excellent and highly lucrative. Though the deputy manager is not the primary head, it is undeniably a fat position, one where the money flows so freely it makes one’s hands grow soft.

"Who told you to be so unruly? Since my strength has grown recently, I shall use you to test my skills," Yang Tian said indifferently.

Was she to act as if nothing had happened, willingly playing the role of an underground mistress, hoping against hope that he would visit Hong Kong so they could once again engage in their intimate, inseparable displays of affection?

"Hmph." Qing Wancheng grabbed the menu and specifically ordered the most expensive items, as if in retaliation against Li Weidong.

For one, she was truly incensed by such barbarity, and for another, she took the opportunity to look around. Following the path, she could vaguely make out an ancient castle in the distance, resembling the residence of an old British noble. It was surrounded by forest; did taking the secret passage mean going through here?

"It's fine, don't worry!" Li Weidong smiled faintly, not taking these people to heart at all.

Wu Fei took a look and realized it really did look similar. Apart from being taller, having red skin, and lacking horns, the rest was identical. "You have consumed raw souls, making you similar to a Yaksha. I just don’t know how you became this way. You are not yet at the level of a Yaksha; in the Underworld, Yakshas are specifically those who feed on ghosts," the White Impermanence explained, seeing Wu Fei’s shock.

Two months later, Chen Mu would certainly succeed in condensing his Yin Spirit. By then, even if he were to be attacked by a Great Demon King on his return from Shengjing to Taizhou, he would face no great danger.

The large round table in the dining room was laden with a full spread of dishes: prawns the size of a palm, crabs as large as bowls, and a golden yellow croaker served on a large porcelain platter.

Before he knew it, the seven Tribulation Transcendence stage experts had surrounded him. Although only Wang Xiao was at the second level of the Tribulation Transcendence stage, the Sect Master of the Strange Demon Sect knew he could no longer escape. "Desire Demon, do you know the consequences? My sect’s Supreme Elder is at the late stage of Tribulation Transcendence. You know this, don't you?" The Desire Demon did not speak, but his gaze shifted toward the Martial Demon.

Once the imperial court becomes a man-eating tiger, uprisings from the populace will naturally arise one after another, gradually shaking the foundations of the empire until the dynasty is changed.

The moment he received the letter, Akimichi Torifu felt as if a cold storm were brewing, for he was destined to miss his teacher’s life-altering milestone and the lavish wedding banquet.

Just as it was He Xiangu’s turn, the Pangolin, who had long admired her, charged into the Heavenly Court and rescued her at the very last moment.

To be reduced to a cash cow for the owner of the Liuyun Pavilion was not his desire, yet it was the safest place for both him and Mo Wang.

Fan Yuhao finally connected the sudden rise of the Rongxiang Chamber of Commerce with the business failures of the Fan family’s eldest son.

Jing quickly flashed behind the Great Fireball, using it to obstruct the Cloud Ninja’s vision. The blade in his hand was wrapped in Wind Release chakra, ready at any moment to deliver a fatal blow once the fireball dissipated.

Su Buke was pretty enough, and outstanding enough. Yet in my eyes, she could not even compare to half of you. Perhaps, at that time, I was truly possessed. I loved you with such single-minded stubbornness.

"I still have quite a few cultivation resources here. They should be enough to sustain you until the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Take these resources, go to the Western Origin Continent, and cultivate in peace!" Xiao Yu said, handing a bag of spirit crystals to Lin Xian’er before turning and walking slowly toward the door.

Behind him followed a succession of figures. Chu Chen had never met most of them, yet he had long been acquainted with them in spirit.

I don’t know why, but I always felt that being with Bai Li like this was quite nice. Once this thought surfaced, I hurriedly shook my head.

The Clay Figure King did not answer, but instead reached out, his fingernails slowly embedding into the flesh of his own chest.

Yun Xiang ate slowly while thinking, "I clearly saw Xue Ping and Broken Wind Blade tracking that suspicious rickshaw. They couldn't have lost them, could they?" He felt restless. He wanted to find Xue Ping and ask for clarity, but how could he avoid Sun Tong and the others?

On the day I was discharged from the hospital, Mo Bei specially booked a private room at a restaurant outside to celebrate for me.

We did not continue the conversation. Duan Ping drove toward Hong Shan Square, making several phone calls along the way. I did not listen closely, but they were likely related to tonight’s events.

The sword seemed both real and illusory, revealing a terrifying sword aura. As it rose, the surrounding space blurred rapidly, as if it would be torn apart at any moment.

Later on, the Shangxuan Dao Sect encountered Li Qingyao repeatedly. Tricked by her into going to Jiuzhou City, they drifted through a series of ambiguous encounters along the way, and the two began to harbor secret feelings for one another, having already pledged their hearts to each other.

The Heavenly Dao envoys drifted high in the sky, forming a hexagram array, coldly overlooking the chaotic island.

"Really? Perhaps I have been too exhausted lately. It’s nothing, just a dream," Ling Zhixi smiled and said.

This feeling was as if the national football team, which couldn't even beat the teams of war-torn Central Asian countries, had suddenly staged an upset to win against a perennial World Cup champion—how could it not be cause for ecstatic joy?

Fortunately, the power of the Ancestor Yanhuang’s statue was unfathomable; it crushed the Master of the Extreme Path Palace with a single hand, or the consequences would have been unimaginable.