Chapter 55

The car had already passed through the ancient town and was heading toward the highway entrance. Yet, upon hearing that there was a mission, Lin Xinmei, despite her reluctance, had no choice but to turn the vehicle around and drive along the north bank of the Xixi River toward the Feng estate.

An unknown faction had established a cultivators' alliance and was broadcasting the methods of cultivation to the entire world.

He Jie's face instantly turned pale. Such a massive deal amounted to three years of her salary. Though filled with resentment, she had to bow her head under low eaves.

Under Liu'er's formidable assault, about to be forced into a disadvantageous position, the Blood Lotus Guanyin once again unleashed her ultimate technique. She converted the grievances and souls absorbed within her body back into her own strength, emitting rays of red light from her physique. She first executed movements resembling "dual palms supporting the heavens" and "chi settling into the Dantian," akin to the opening postures of Tai Chi.

Amidst the indistinct, hazy dawn, passing by numerous cultivators rushing toward Taixuan City, Lin Han walked forward with a churning mind, his thoughts drifting in a myriad of directions.

Naturally, voices advocating for the immediate annihilation of the Hung Shing Hau had also surfaced among them, but such calls vanished shortly after arising. No one was a fool; they understood clearly in their hearts that the Hung Shing Hau was bound to be destroyed, but the timing of its destruction required the Yee Lok to recover first before carrying it out.

Molan's vigilance slackened as she distinctly sensed that the other person's aura was exceedingly familiar. Jiang Zhuofang stepped through the hedge, pulled out a magnetic card, and swiped it against the wall, causing a doorway to suddenly materialize in the perimeter wall. Beyond the door lay the beach. He stepped outside, followed the wall, and sprinted swiftly toward the north.

"I have matters to attend to later and am pressed for time. As for the price, let it be just as we discussed over the phone." Li Hao still needed to make a trip to the vehicle administration office, so he was indeed somewhat pressed for time.

Now, this weapon was about to make its appearance in the world. It was believed that by that day, hermits from all corners of the globe would gather to witness its magnificent splendor.

Jiang Zhuofang was extremely anxious, yet devoid of any other clues; he did not wish for Feng Qianyu to suffer any harm.

Regarding Teacher Mengyao's suggestion, Sun Cheng, who had originally intended to refuse, now decided to engage in a battle to make these junior martial brothers thoroughly revere and bow down to him in absolute submission.

The Thirty-Six Sects and Seventy-Two Schools—these first and second-tier sects recruited a new batch of disciples every decade. Third-tier sects like the One Hundred and Eight Factions were not so particular, routinely accepting a small number of disciples year-round.

Watching the main body arrive in a flurry, the final remaining Jinchuriki of the mountain stronghold stared in blank astonishment at the disheveled and travel-worn figure.

Just moments ago, they had appeared calm, but in their hearts, they were far from relaxed. After all, Hong Wu and Nangong Yu'er were respectively a trainee of the Huaxia Martial Arts Hall and a direct descendant of the Nangong family. Both carried high expectations from their respective affiliations, and everyone was terrified that they might fail to enter the golden pagoda.

Li Zhi skipped joyfully into the pavilion, paid her respects to Gaoyang and Changle, and called out boisterously before grabbing some fruit from the platter and taking a bite.

When the group of four had ridden their horses through the night and arrived at the capital of Beiming, it was already noon. Originally, the subordinates intended to notify the Beiming branch and order someone to welcome the sect master at the gates, but Murong Qingran had issued a strict command in advance prohibiting anyone from revealing her whereabouts.

He dreamed of one day breaking through the shackles of the divine realm, dreamed of the day when he could once again witness the ghost-blade warriors running rampant and unhindered across the Eastern continent, turning that passionate soil into the dominant territory of his Japanese people.

For a moment, Wang Yue, Yang Ke, and Xiucai all leaned over the table simultaneously, calculating the match points of the two teams based on the performance records. There was zero room for error, as this concerned the very future of the Sabre team.

The Xueyu Sect had even conducted a special study on this matter and ultimately concluded that while their cultivation system was unconventional, it pursued an extreme and highly dangerous path, resting on an entirely different level from the immortal sects. Consequently, they simply left them be.

Yang Tian's mind was filled with a myriad of whys; from a single sentence uttered by the other party, he could spin off ten or even more profound questions.

Shirai泽秀 (Shiroi泽秀) scooped a bowl of water from the adjacent sink and splashed it over the Mizukake Jizo statue, giving the Buddha image a slightly deeper shade.

Bai Hua was also deeply troubled. He put away his phone, feeling extremely vexed and yearning for a cigarette to smoke, when he suddenly heard someone in the distance running wildly and screaming for help.

When he had some free time, Old Chen came looking for Bai Hua again, mentioning that he had found a moving job. A wealthy tycoon had purchased a house in an affluent neighborhood and needed some important items moved upstairs.

Next were the President of the European Central Bank and the Governor of the Bank of Russia, followed by the governors of central banks from various nations and several major global financial institutions.

Wei Deqi stared malevolently at the investigator, as if the man were his own father. After a few minutes, the investigator could no longer endure that gaze and simply slipped away.

He found it hard to believe; considering how sparse the male lineage of the old Bai family was in Nangong Village, being able to forge a marital alliance with the Cai family would simply be the most wonderful thing imaginable.

Old Yu's father merely sat at the table and glanced from afar at Yuang and the child in her arms. After placing a ten-yuan bill on the table, he left without uttering a single word.

And what about Dini Company? Their once life-sustaining game engine had been completely crushed by Platinum, and the games they produced were likewise thoroughly beaten by Platinum.

Only by taking the Yuanling Dan, which was even more precious than the Ningling Dan, would it be possible to forcefully purge this poison from the body.

The mobile phone transmitted the sounds of Zheng Bin being beaten and screaming in agony by Young Master Lin's subordinates, along with the dialogue between them.

The outside world was indeed vastly larger than the Mudu Prison, and he should have been like a fish in water in such an environment. Unfortunately, he had fallen in bad company; ever since he encountered those three supreme vixens, he seemed not to have experienced a single day of peace.

Upon hearing this, Nurse Tang was so frightened she immediately stopped her movements. However, as the agonizing itch pierced straight to her bone marrow, she had no choice but to imitate He Danggui by rubbing herself back and forth, yet the itch remained unmitigated.

Lin Ziyu had fallen asleep, the corners of her eyes still silently shedding tears that seemed endless. The tears flowed continually, dampening the hair at her temples.

Everyone looked at Ye Yu in astonishment, only to see her eyes swollen red from crying, her face full of grievance, and her body trembling uncontrollably. One could only wonder how she had managed to drive back in such a state.

Guan Zhan, hiding behind the gauze curtains, heard the "husband" who a mere hour ago had sworn to "live and die together" with her turn out to be so cold and heartless in the blink of an eye. She instantly burst into bitter tears, cursing wildly, "Liars, liars, all men are liars."