Chapter 165: The Beginning

Shen Guodong nodded and said, "Alright, then you go ahead and get ready."

"Oh right, how are you liking the clothes we bought in Shencheng last time? I have some new arrivals here, would you like to try them on? I feel like they would suit you quite well."

Hearing this, Zhou Niangniang smiled and replied, "I haven't even worn most of the clothes you bought me last time yet."

Shen Guodong shook his head and said, "Clothes are meant to be worn. You can wear them when you have days off, can't you?"

Zhou Niangniang shook her head at this and said, "Some people probably spend all their holidays staying at home keeping their wives company. Why would I dress up so nicely..."

Meanwhile, Young Marshal Zhang was so furious he was on the verge of cursing aloud, a deep resentment toward Lin Wanfeng instantly welling up in his heart.

That night, Lin Yun stayed at the Hall of Penalties. Early the next morning, an elder of the hall would escort him to the Monster Ridge.

At the same time, the leaders of the other three sects each took out a gemstone and embedded it into the recesses facing their respective directions.

Li Sinian watched with a blank, bewildered stare, and upon seeing that irresponsible "paper tube origami," he finally lost his composure.

However, that had been his initial thought. After seeing the Lorenza divine soul within Dong Xun show signs of a self-awakened consciousness, Gu Nan's perspective changed entirely.

Concurrently, once the mastery of "Connecting All Things" was achieved, not only were Tian Ming's healing and Qi-recovery abilities enhanced, but his cultivation speed also increased.

Receiving word last night that four Easterners had entered Donglai Town, they had dispatched two successive groups after them, the second even led by Fourth. Yet up to now, Fourth had not returned. A realization of trouble began to dawn upon the sage of the Chen family.

She was not foolish; of course she knew the terrifying power of those arrow talismans. But had the young man done all this merely for a single promise made to Uncle Li?

Regardless of everything, the terror of Huodou was beyond doubt. Whether the God of Fire truly existed remained unknown, but the existence of Huodou was an established reality.

The Flying Swallow Saber originally belonged merely to third-rate martial arts, failing even to reach the threshold of second-rate martial arts, yet in Ye Huan's hands, it displayed earth-shattering might.

The guardian deity of the Immortal Academy had always been shrouded in mystery. Legend had it that it had lived for an immensely long time—just how long, no one had ever known.

Jiang Huaian chuckled softly, "I feel the same." Regardless of whether she was Lulu or not, from now on, she was Jiang Huaian's younger sister.

"Chen Fan, how did you figure that out?" At this moment, Chen Fan offered a brief analysis to He Tianyi.

It was feared to be an ancient, millennium-old evil spirit that had gained sentience, deliberately taking on the appearance of a four- or five-year-old child to engage in extortion and murder, though none dared to voice such fears aloud.

Mother Yu possessed great strength and struck out in anger. After a few slaps to Zhang Erya's face, it swelled up like a pig's head.

"Are you willing to let go?" Lulu held the garments. The clothes were cherished not only by Wen Ruzhu; every time he awoke, he must have cherished them deeply as well.

Yet unexpectedly, after years of cultivation, this fellow Yang睿 had grown wings and dared to disobey even his own commands.

He therefore thought of substituting them with rare and nourishing tonics, seeing if that could make up for the energy her body required.

"What a busybody, giving birth in this fog is simply courting death. Wanting to die is one thing, but dragging us down with them," muttered one of the prisoners.

Only Su Caiwei remained relatively calm, viewing this as an expected outcome. Li Xuandu could even brazenly confront the ominous entity—Black Lord—within the Emperor Dragon Abyss, a being capable of easily crushing even supreme Daoist monarchs.

Yun Zhanyi's heart felt as though it were being dragged by something, aching fiercely. She had not forgotten; how could she ever forget?

Wang Nianzuo shook his head, "When the Seven Stars Company hired me, it was through a coffee company. I've never actually been to the company itself."

The Bull-headed Demon King let out an upward roar, a towering red light bursting forth around its body to block the grey mist, preventing it from advancing even an inch.

The brilliant, shimmering lights swept indiscriminately and chaotically across every face in the crowd. A look of bewilderment began to surface on Qiao Dai's face, while the struck girl looked aggrieved and indignant. When Zhiyi's gaze shifted back to Xu Zeyun—

Indeed, anyone with even a shred of common sense would not make decisions so detrimental to the development of the magic city and its top leadership. Yet they had done precisely that. Anyone who wasn't a fool could understand that there were clearly powerful figures behind this, issuing orders to target them.