Chapter 51

“Is that so?” Hearing these words, Mo Xifang’s resolve to seize the prize grew even stronger. She extended both hands, reaching out to snatch it, exchanging several moves with the middle-aged man in black, yet could not close the distance between them any further.

Hearing Qiu Niu’s words, I felt a stir in my heart as well. After all, what I lack most right now is strength. If the legendary Penglai Immortal Mountain truly grows all kinds of divine herbs and immortal grasses as rumored, perhaps it could provide me with immense help.

Zhang Qinghan was very puzzled. She leapt from the top of the wall and walked straight to the stone table, picking up a cup to examine it. A strong scent of wine drifted up, indicating that the people here had only recently departed.

Yet before his startled cry could end, the dozen or so northern beast lions pouncing toward the Heavenly Sword all leaped onto its body at once.

Heavenly Sword, hearing this, shifted his hesitant gaze onto Su Panyun, as if waiting for her to decide.

It could be said that Du Yuanying’s body was now saturated with countless toxins, no wonder she was somewhat pessimistic.

Ye Changzhi naturally continued to play the role of being with Princess E Min, so he could not interact with Ye Chen normally. Only Ye Changxin, who controlled the Secret Altar and was the acting patriarch, often met with Ye Chen, which was understandable.

Kazakh lay pressed against the glass, not daring to move. His long hair was tousled by the wind, his clothes fluttering. For someone afraid of heights, it was as if he were walking at the edge of hell.

Ma Qingshan saw the chinchilla so frightened and a strange smile appeared on his face—perhaps this was exactly the effect he wanted.

Mohakoke used the surrounding structures to create a defensive position, employing windows in each room and machine gun ports in the city walls as firing points, launching counterattacks from this advantageous terrain.

“You villains must be punished without mercy.” Qin Yiyi declared with righteous indignation.

“It’s much better now. Most of the time, she’s fairly stable.” Compared to before, when she would self-harm at the slightest provocation or go days without sleep, things had improved considerably.

“Ha! As long as you crawl around the track once, I’ll let you go!” Su Qiaoqiao returned Qi Xin’s recent words to them, word for word.

On the mountaintop, Su Xuyao finally recovered his composure. His face returned to its usual calm expression, but the arm hidden in his long sleeve was still trembling slightly, not fully relaxed.

The real reason lay in the heart knot of Drunken Madness; Yu Feng’s betrayal struck him too hard. Originally, with the ice spider python’s poison resolved and the effect of the Flowing Flame Ice Branch, he should have been able to break through to the Martial Aspect realm.

“…” Yi Hang was conflicted. Rationally, he knew he shouldn’t, but his sister would be happy to wake up to ice cream, and besides... he no longer resisted him so much.

A dark, shifting magical hand swept through the void, its power overwhelming, as if a primeval mountain were about to crush Xiao Chen beneath it.

Without a word, he grabbed Xiao Qinghe and ran outside. At the door, they saw a middle-aged man pushing a bicycle, with a foam box tied to the back—the standard setup for buying popsicles in the eighties.

Ji Mo turned and saw Tang Jingqing standing not far away. It was the first time, in her memory, that she danced before him, and she felt a bit embarrassed.

Chen Chao had been waiting for Lin Zheng to say, “If you marry Yingnan to you, wouldn’t we be one family?”

Fortunately, everything was fine. When it struck the Tiandou satellite, a huge shield of light erupted from the satellite.

The hoofbeats of the Six Swords of Tianshan faded away. Long Feiyun smiled slightly and said, “I’m leaving now. Whoever wants Long Feiyun’s life, anytime you wish, I’m ready!” With that, he let out a long howl and with a few leaps, disappeared with Xiao Hongyu!

“This car is wasted on highways—it should really be unleashed on an extreme track.” Jiang Tao mused as he got in.

Jiao Feng smiled and said, “I haven’t heard of the ‘Thirteen Eagles of Feiyun’ committing any crimes. Does Hall Master Dongfang wish to kill them simply to rid the martial world of evil?” His implication was full of doubt.

Caught off guard, she had no time to dodge and raised her hand to shield her face, bracing for a blow. Yet as the fierce wind swept past her ear, she felt no harm at all. Puzzled, she wondered if it was merely an illusory shadow. Surprised, she slowly lowered her arm.

“You brute, how dare you!” At the same moment, that massive innate sword energy surged toward the great bear.

In fact, that set of scents identical to Su Yi’s belonged to Ling Zhoutian, who had taken cultivation pills and dressed accordingly. The other set was simply Ling Zhoutian using spiritual power to don a white lab coat.

Unconsciously, Master Jiekong’s head began to emit wisps of white vapor, sweat streaming down his forehead, yet his complexion turned rosy, and his wrinkles seemed to fade. In just that brief moment, he looked much younger.

Searching the internet for a long time, Ling Zhoutian found the outcome was much as he expected, but the process was entirely different.

Murong Lanxin glanced at him, then at Zhou Yunyu, who was laughing and singing. She seemed much improved, though the traces of tears at the corners of her eyes were all too clear to Murong Lanxin.

Liu Yucheng was still lost in the beautiful scenery. Hearing her speak, he looked carefully and indeed, the multicolored light was reflected on the flowing water, each beam refracting at a different angle, creating the various colors.