Chapter 34
Soto City, situated at the heart of the fertile Lima Plain in the Kingdom of Barrack, is known as the granary of Barrack and stands as one of the kingdom’s two most vital cities.
An ancient voice suddenly echoed out of nowhere, startling Cheng Song and the Taoist master alike, causing even the master’s offensive to falter considerably.
Yue Li had initially intended to remain silent, but seeing his predicament, she reluctantly recounted everything to her in full detail.
“During the Primordial Age, the seven spirits of the Demon Ancestor gathered here in the mortal realm. They seek to merge and rescue the Demon Ancestor’s main soul.”
Wang Feng smiled as he spoke. At the moment his words fell, all computer screens lit up simultaneously. Moreover, the problems that Old Song and the others had been unable to solve were now being tackled by Wang Feng, the computer calculating automatically.
“Fourteen years ago, Lord Nangong of Lin County and his entire household of thirty-three were wiped out overnight. Did you do this?” The smile deepened bit by bit, and a growing malice crept into his eyes.
“Let him go!” Princess Selena suddenly thrust both hands forward as if pulling fiercely at something unseen.
Inside a tavern in Chongqing, guests were dining while waitstaff bustled about attending to them. At one table, a group gathered around a middle-aged man, listening intently.
Magpie Gong wept bitterly, “Who’s squatting in the house? Who’s taking the land? Who’s stealing the dowry? Your sister-in-law can’t keep an empty room and wants to remarry—what does that have to do with us?”
Those who chased until the very last second watched the preview of the next episode: Zhuo Jing’s fluent martial arts moves, his commanding sideways glance from above, and the chilling look in his eyes—all pointed to the conclusion that Zhuo Jing was the mastermind behind it all.
Who exactly was it? Qin Tianyue closed her eyes, and an even more obscure vision appeared in her mind.
Her emotions suddenly spiraled out of control, and Shang Qingyue even felt a twinge of resentment toward Zhou Huan. If it had been her, no matter how urgent, nothing would compare to capturing a Golden Core cultivator.
I told you not to worry about it. A family like that wouldn’t consent to marriage without thoroughly investigating the groom. You’re just making trouble for no reason.
After the car entered the farmhouse courtyard, Tang Xue surprisingly didn’t ask Mu Ge for help but independently parked the car in the rather cramped space. This earned Mu Ge and Zhu Yuanyuan’s admiration, and their flattery flew like snowflakes.
Though he found Yu Moxi’s situation somewhat strange, that didn’t give Mo Jiu the right to insult her so brazenly in front of him.
The young man looked sorrowful, gently ruffling her hair, then chuckled softly and took his sister’s hand again as they entered the kitchen. It was a simple place, with only two electrical appliances—a magnetic stove and an electric kettle.
Lin Xing glanced back at Yu Moxi before leading his group of friends who had come to escort the bride into the house to prepare to bring her out.
“Ouch!” The old man clutched his left cheek with a look of grievance toward Cain. Despite being a peak Golden-level powerhouse, a slap from Cain—capable of killing ordinary men—only drew a single cry of pain.
General Zhang’s bodyguards drove the car up front. Mu Ge was summoned by the general to sit beside him in the back seat. Gazing out at the swiftly retreating scenery, a sudden clarity filled his heart.
Such results were met with a chorus of boos, even the soldiers from the livestock company joined in, for they had recently passed the four-hundred-meter obstacle course and could guarantee their passing. They scoffed at those who performed worse than themselves.
At this moment, Tang Si no longer hid his face with his clothes. Listening to Tang San’s rhythmic hammering, he entered the inner room.
On the contrary, Su Yuran’s act of acting cute, throwing tantrums, and rolling about was quite convincing—what’s this? Is the example set above so crooked that it affects those below?
She simply could not understand. The best explanation was that the person just now was merely an ordinary attendant; everything else was her illusion, her overthinking.
If she wanted to take her sister back from Lü Yanghui, she would need some leverage. Otherwise, who knew what schemes Lü Yanghui might be plotting in his heart.
Just then, from the judging platform opposite, Zhou Jinrong and Che Rendao looked over. Che Xiaocheng nodded to both with a greeting, reluctantly sat beside Zhou Yan, who happily linked arms with him and leaned closely, smiling sweetly.
“These events began with the curse on the Qiu Yan family. Her ancestors were cursed in Yunnan, so I wish to accompany her back there, hoping to find clues,” I explained on Qiu Yan’s behalf.
Hu Wanshan gazed out at the desolate street, his heart stirred. He hadn’t expected these foreign forces to be so merciless, leaving the entire Continent of the Great Wilderness in chaos. Such evil must be eradicated root and branch to grant peace to the living beings of the wilderness.
Clearly, reversing the order made no logical sense; watching it backward resembled a scene played in reverse, further proving these rubbings must be viewed in sequence.
“How dare you!” Despite Hu Batian’s great qigong, he still slapped Hu Lele across the face with a sharp crack. “Get lost!” Hu Batian’s Yuan Spirit Phase Two pressure erupted. Hu Lele had no choice but to retreat with his men.
As Rose had said, much of this place had collapsed; the original elevators and emergency stairwells were all buried. The entire underground space was sealed off, isolated by three hundred meters of earth and nearly five meters of crystallized soil.
Sensing the tense atmosphere, Zhang Chen quickly spoke, briefing Duka’o on the situation and seeking his opinion.
Countless stout men each wielded a pair of iron hammers, all marching together—a truly impressive sight.
Chess Ghost lightly placed a hand on Tianwei Changge’s shoulder, transmitting a surge of refined spiritual energy, quickly improving his complexion.
In Qianxi, the Miaojiang Flower Valley was originally inhabited by native Miao people, but several days ago, an unwelcome guest arrived.
The Tianyan Sect issued a message: The Destiny Young Master will lead the army to take the initiative, engaging the Hurricane Demon Lord in a decisive battle. They hope the Hurricane Demon Lord will not shrink back out of fear due to the Tianyan Sect’s previous defeat.
Previously, Luo Tian had admired the “Falling Leaves Following the Wind” style, having studied it deliberately.
He had anticipated this outcome long before entering the Void Abyss, but hearing someone identical to himself speak it aloud still struck him with overwhelming shock.
Immediately afterward, orderly footsteps thundered in as a group of fully armed soldiers in uniform followed the middle-aged man inside.