Chapter 53

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Ye Xuecheng had not yet dwelled on too many thoughts. He sincerely did not want Immortal Zixia and Immortal Qingxia to fall into the hands of the Buddhist sect, their primordial spirits twisted into lamp wicks, enduring such painful cultivation.

“Do you know why I called you here?” Zhou Jingren leaned lazily in the tiger-skin chair high above the hall and said.

“Hmph…” The Yellow Demon Formation’s protective barrier cracked; even a thousand powerful warriors of the Suanni clan were affected, letting out deep, muffled groans, their steps forced backward by the tremor.

She hadn’t slept so soundly in a long time, though she had actually awakened quite early. Seeing that Chu Tian remained asleep, she quietly watched him. She cherished this feeling—lying in her big brother’s arms gave her a sense of security.

A few days later, the celestial warriors of Asgard returned through the Rainbow Bridge, bringing with them a batch of new rebels. The pacification of the Nine Realms seemed to be nearing its end.

When Huo Yanjue and Qin Danian invited two officers back to Riverside Village, Cai Chunhua was secretly watching from her own wall as they returned by carriage.

Ye Xuecheng contemplated: as long as one was struck by the Dimensional Blade, even a profound immortal would suffer severe wounds. Of course, the key was actually landing a hit. After all, profound immortals had begun to grasp spatial laws, making them highly sensitive to the Dimensional Blade’s attacks and easy to evade.

Because a certain paper dove was too lazy to pad the word count, irrelevant information about Mizuma’s clones was removed. Simply put, a group of people had used necromancy deceitfully obtained from her to commit misdeeds, and she wished to stop them.

If Qianqiu was still at the mid-chuunibyou stage, perhaps she really would be moved to challenge the Heavenly Dao herself.

Even Misaka Mikoto couldn’t withstand Accelerator’s assault for so long. Misaka 10032, relying on her understanding of Accelerator’s attack patterns, narrowly dodged attacks until receiving Mizuma Tsuki’s order. She then fled hastily and hid behind Mizuma Tsuki.

“Stop kissing me. If you kiss me again, I won’t be able to control myself,” Li Juexi suddenly pulled away, eyes flickering with restrained self-control.

Wen Qing still didn’t understand why Emperor Jianning and Li Qingmu were so awkward with each other. She couldn’t fathom what there was to be unclear about when the two shared the same bed nearly every night.

In response to Lei Yang’s provocation, Qin Ning said nothing. Whether it was a mule or a horse, half a month later it would be brought out to see. There was no need to engage in these verbal quarrels now.

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Among the others, those who couldn’t understand Chinese were utterly confused, looking at Ye Feng with bewildered eyes. As for those who understood, their thoughts aligned completely with Du Yu and the others.

The two Martial Emperor realm warriors glared furiously at Wang Ying, so enraged their breaths erupted violently, terrifying to behold.

Once the machine gun atop the watchtower fired, all entrances and exits of the Military Police Command would be sealed. No one outside could enter, and no one inside could leave.

“Madam, young master has arrived,” a servant’s voice came suddenly, dreamlike and faint.

In truth, they had long wished to enter that restricted zone to have a look but had never dared make the decision. Now that Wang Ying led the way, the danger was somewhat reduced, and they were naturally eager.

Not to mention the transformation of vital energy into long spears, fierce beasts, lightning, giant stones, and various other special forms. Such manifestations would dramatically enhance the power of the vital energy.

Several classmates who came with Tang Guo’er were familiar faces from the last birthday celebration at the bar, whom Qin Tian remembered somewhat.

This also caused the number of martial artists in Zhongyuan City to exceed three million, surpassing the combined populations of North Wilderness, South Barbarians, Western Regions, and Eastern Provinces.

After returning home, Dong Dongdong was immediately subjected to family discipline. Although his stepmother cared deeply for him, she was a bit angry over his running away this time. It was already fortunate that he was not greeted with a mixed couple’s assault.

Everyone frowned, each harboring their own reservations, and almost all gave up bidding on the bottle.

Gelan, however, was indifferent. Brushing snow off her clothes, she ordered a cup of highland barley wine, found a seat in the corner, and hung her coat beneath the table to warm it.

Although many of the supporting actors were veteran performers, there were hardly any scenes demanding intense acting. Otherwise, a then less accomplished Hu Ge would never have been able to hold his own.

Then, a strange scene unfolded. The once menacing rolling giant stone not only ceased moving but began to crack across its surface. The fractures spread visibly and rapidly over the stone.

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Finally, with the joint prayers of Liu Shiyu and Shu Ya, Wei Suo agreed. His hand slowly reached to the ample chest of Liu Shiyu, feeling the smoothness, squeezing lightly—the elasticity was impressive.

“Play with me all day, okay?” The moment she got out of the car, Li Xiangqin instantly transformed into a meek, pitiful kitten, begging.

At the same time, Li An felt a sudden headache; his recently retrieved divine consciousness had been injured, as if someone had stabbed him sharply with a knife.

Li Qi hurried back to the government office, arranging for his men to prepare food and hot water for the routed soldiers outside the city. The soldiers’ morale was shattered; if rebels attacked now, they likely wouldn’t have the courage to fight. Restoring morale was the urgent task.

Xuan Le listened to the person before him speak with such determination in her eyes. He felt a twinge of compassion, but for her safety, he was unwilling to take risks.

He was used to bullying others anyway; those who bullied him would pay the price.

“The director has awakened. You two go in and take care of him. He has wounds on his abdomen and back. If he needs anything, try to accommodate him. But absolutely no spicy food,” Hong Yue instructed.

At Sensō-ji Temple, before the wooden prayer plaques, the third plaque that the dove did not write on bore the last prayer written down by the dove just moments ago.

Ye Mu’s pupils contracted sharply. From this aura, he sensed boundless death and an unending desolation.