Chapter 70: Father Xie’s Astonishing Deed

Father Xie didn’t really want to say anything, but Mother Xie was very straightforward: “My husband cherishes me and worries about me. While he had some time off, he went and had a vasectomy.” Fortunately, there weren’t many people present, but there were still a few, at least Qi Jianhua and his wife had already arrived.

Nowadays, people are aware of contraception and use various protective measures, but someone like Father Xie is a rare case. The men present admired him.

Due to limited time, Wu Song only briefly learned about the new properties of the pliers, then sent them to the southern part of Machuan City. With their current abilities, it shouldn’t be difficult to defend the city wall on one side, while the west would be guarded by himself and the Red Scale Flame Demon King.

The world trembled violently twice during the clash; cracks opened in the ground, and sweeping winds scoured the earth clean, leaving nothing but wild stones and sand raging in the sky.

For Wu Song, the cloak’s speed advantage was undeniably useful, but compared to its mimicry ability, it seemed almost negligible.

Hearing she could stay, Xiang Xiang poked her head out from Wu Yue’s embrace, looking at him gratefully. The demon tamer glanced at her, his expression as cold and indifferent as ever.

“You…” Dream Fairy looked at Ling Feng, her anger barely restrained, yet she didn’t know how to accuse him, afraid he might reveal her loss of innocence. She was furious but dared not speak.

On the Spielberg Continent, shields are classified by their weight: those weighing over thirty are called heavy shields, those between ten and thirty are medium shields, between five and ten are light shields, and those under five are ultra-light shields.

Though everyone was puzzled about where Yi Feng had been teleported, escaping the siege of these old men on the continent was preferable, no matter where he ended up.

“Alright, alright, Young Master Lin, please wait a moment.” Brother Kun said cheerfully, heading off. If Lin Xifan wanted money, that was good; if he didn’t, Brother Kun would worry.

Just as Song Yingjie stepped outside, he was knocked unconscious by a single blow. As he lost consciousness, his heart sank—he knew the person hiding in the shadows had struck again! This time, what awaited him might be torment worse than hell.

Ling Fengzi, until the thatched house became one Qi Huan could accept, could only live inside, sleeping suspended on a rope.

“Soul severed at the Purple Thorn, spirit broken at the Cliff. Even in another life, the tale continues. The Purple Thorn River is the place of soul severance, the Spirit Break Cliff is where spirits are lost.” Yue murmured, hiding herself as she flew toward the top of the cliff.

“Suddenly able to dissolve some of my Silver Snake Sword’s power! Truly formidable!” Huan Zhen was astonished to see Yun Tian shatter his Silver Snake with his fist. He didn’t know Yun Tian was actually channeling the power of Endless Path.

For the quick-tempered White Tiger, Lan always teased just enough, never too much. She didn’t argue with him now, but walked over to Luo Xi to answer her question.

Mu Shui was surprised; she had always expressed her desire to help Luo Yun and avenge herself, but Luo Yun always refused, saying he didn’t need her help.

But this wasn’t unusual—Sha Yu was not simply a demon of darkness. According to the rules of the Dark God, barring any accidents, Sha Yu would likely be his successor.

With no one to play drinking games with her, Mo Ziyan drank alone, her movements graceful and proper, making even drinking seem refined. Mo Ziyan was unique in this.

“This time you were clever, but Xiang Ming is indeed as you suspected—gravely wounded. At this critical moment, I wonder who’s trying to stir up trouble again.” Huang Mei frowned, pacing the Blood Demon’s room, not feeling the least bit embarrassed by the beautiful, naked woman lying on the bed.