Chapter 39: Gold Bars! Gold Bars!

"That will be all!" After ordering, Fang Cheng produced several gold bars under the waiter's astonished gaze, each weighing one kilogram.

Had it been in the past, the villagers would surely have refused, or perhaps demanded a higher price.

Whether in the secret realms of cultivation or within the borders of China on Earth, attaining the Nascent Soul stage requires immense hardship and the accumulation of effort over time.

The tone was neither cold nor warm, neither eager nor indifferent, but exceptionally flat. Was it a sincere compliment or a subtle sarcasm? Who could tell?

The recovery of Pang Yin’s injuries left him shocked. That such a potent poison failed to claim Pang Yin's life was truly a pity, yet upon reflection, he felt it mattered little; after all, the Yan family was already under his control.

Master Xingyue gave a wry smile. Although he had deduced the properties of the Soul-Transformation Grass, crafting a harmless Soul-Transformation Pill remained a difficult task.

Consequently, after the fall of the Ancient Heavenly Court, the immortals had to contend not only with the demon race but also with the expansion and rebellions of the beast kin.

A-Tian took another deep breath. He knew this was another gamble, a wager on whether he could dodge Hao Jin's gunfire.

This order provided an opportunity for those people to make a living, so upon confirming the news, a significant number of them grabbed their weapons and entered the vast, dense forest. Xiao Mo was quite pleased with this outcome.

Having gained no advantage in their verbal sparring, Poison Snake became instantly incensed, vowing to make an example of the Wolf Fang Gang today.

Zhou Qianying smiled faintly and turned to leave. A hand suddenly reached out—perhaps the person merely performed a simple gesture. But Zhou Qianying paused, then gently opened her arms, following Zhang Yue’s embrace to wrap her arms around his waist.

She could no longer ignore such incidents. The military was not like the general public; if people died in such an inexplicable manner, the military brass would demand answers. Moreover, with so many lives already lost, if nothing were done, the civilians below would surely revolt.

The arrogant swordsman rose slowly into the air, his tattered clothes silently testifying to the damage inflicted by the heaven-shaking nine strikes just moments ago. What truly caught my attention, however, were the four red circles on his arms, which had vanished; only the final flickering of broken red light remained, signaling that the seal had been broken.

Yamada said softly that since that person valued An Yun Yingzi so highly, she must not be allowed to come to any harm.

Nevertheless, action had to be taken. The Hedong City Police Headquarters, mobilizing nearly a thousand officers from five districts and eight counties, blockaded the streets surrounding the club around eleven at night. They then dispatched officers skilled in fire-element spells to blast the already open doors of the club to smithereens.

According to the Zhou Dynasty’s rites, ordinary officials were permitted only one step, scholar-officials two, and dukes three; this was an ironclad rule of protocol that could not be violated.

The heavy container moved slowly along the track. Han Dulong and Mengtela continuously threw talismans onto the rails; without them, the soft sand and mud could not bear the weight, and the tracks would have sunk.

My figure vanished from the throne and reappeared beside the old ox-demon, heading toward the exit, while Poison Pearl and the other two departed the throne and followed behind me.

Originally, the presence of Zheng Ying and Zheng Bafa was already cause for concern, with fears that protection might be insufficient. No one expected that these two, who least of all should be harmed, would provoke trouble one after another. Even the Six Irreverences lacked full confidence, leaving others feeling even more anxious as they stared intently at Jiang Batian’s reaction.

The fire dragon slammed fiercely into the ground. The pangolin demon only grazed it slightly, with a few scales scorched; compared to my expenditure of spiritual energy, it certainly did not lose out.

"Yes, the more this happens, the more worried he will become, and the more likely he is to send people to kill me," Feng Ting said calmly.

Without hesitation, he tossed the bead into the sea of corpses and ghosts ahead. The bead emitted a jade-green light, appearing dazzling; it floated in the air, exuding a sense of noble, icy detachment.

Qin Moxuan suddenly leapt into a tree. When the White Tiger searched left and right to no avail, he suddenly descended from the sky, gripping the sword hilt with both hands and striking the top of the White Tiger’s head with tremendous force.

Liu Ting let out a long sigh; recent events had happened too suddenly, putting her under immense psychological pressure.

Xia Wei wondered what had happened to her—why, after sitting over, she felt a vague sense of regret. Meanwhile, Liu Ting savored the lingering sensation, pondering how to make Xia Wei fall in love with her.

Conversely, though she did not say it aloud, she had long since come to view Huan Qiusheng as someone to rely on for survival. Especially after her master passed away, she regarded this senior martial brother as her only remaining kin in this world.

As all the soldiers of the Wild Wolf Reconnaissance Company gathered on the drill ground under the dim lights, the three platoon leaders shouted, and each squad began roll call. The sound rose in waves, one after another, until the count was finished.

She surely wouldn't be like Xia Wen, chasing her husband all day asking this and that, unable to trust him, right? After all, she seemed so confident; she shouldn't need to.

Fire Wolf felt a secret joy that Qing Ge did not immediately deny that she was his girlfriend.

"At our current pace, we should reach the activity zone of the sixth-level demonic beasts in four days," Feng Ting said.

Feeling the support of those around him, Su Hao sat with eyes slightly closed, enjoying his moment of triumph. But before this wonderful moment could last long, he heard the words spoken by Spade. Upon hearing this, Su Hao immediately opened his eyes and tried to stand up; after all, he didn't really want to collapse to the ground.

He captured three warhorses, while the other two, startled, bolted away and were knocked down by Zhang Yi.

Lin Feng did not care about gold coins, and the strength of these Magic Fire Crocodiles was quite pathetic; even disciples at the fourth or fifth level of Qi Refining could easily finish them off. It was only in this plane that people would treat them as treasures.

A spark of true fire flickered out. A-Ping tried to stop it, but how could he? Mother Ping didn't even know what true fire was. Her randomly enhanced physical quality was strength, making her a bit stronger, but her speed remained the same, and she could not escape. Once the true fire landed on her, it began to blaze fiercely.