Chapter 20

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At the thought of this, a growing unease overwhelmed Jiang Wannian’s heart. It was as if she could no longer wait, recklessly charging forward as if her life depended on it. Even Zhulián found it difficult to stop her with such force.

His right hand still seemed to carry her warmth. Uncomfortably, he clenched his fist and realized there was still a candy left in his palm.

Ah Shui looked curiously at his younger brother, who appeared older than himself. The boy kept sniffing and glaring, but when asked why, he refused to answer. Eventually, Ah Shui gave up asking and simply followed behind Tang Guoguo and the others.

Zhí Rou clutched her stomach, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at Jiang Sheng. Her casual command carried the unmistakable air of a household matriarch.

Feng Shaotan had long disapproved of his usually aloof second brother, but given his official rank and the fact that the entire Dingbei Marquis Mansion depended on him, he lowered his tone slightly.

As long as the price was right, the merchants surely wouldn’t mind braving the heavy rain to deliver their ingredients.

“You were once a ghost, yet you have cultivated a golden body. You are no longer a mere spirit; you have a physical form. If you are injured, you should apply medicine,” he said with a calm tone.

Only after a long time did she realize that extending one’s own life meant taking the lifespan of others to prolong her own.

When Jing Yi’s gaze fell upon Jiang Wanyou, all the hostility around him vanished, and a faint smile even appeared on his face.

Various immortal techniques kept coming, and though the ants were heavily shielded, repeated strikes still caused them to perish by her hand. The same dark aura then surged into her sea of consciousness.

At this moment, Hou Yi and the others had had enough of the game. Once calm, they began to notice the changes happening to their bodies.

Tai Bai Jin Xing was somewhat troubled. Previously, the Jade Emperor seemed fine, but after Buddha and others blocked him in the Lingxiao Palace, news was released claiming the Jade Emperor had passed away, and a new ruler was established in the Heavenly Court.

Back when he allied with Lü Da, he dared to confront the Luo faction led by Liu Zhi and the renowned Fan Chunren head-on.

“You old coffin, that’s a telescope worth seventy or eighty thousand! And you broke it! Don’t expect me to agree to you buying a new one!” Sun Liancheng’s wife shouted furiously.

Faced with a massive army of demonic creatures, they could only defend and counterattack. To completely expel them and repair the light shield was a much greater challenge.

Upon hearing his words, Bian Tianci and the others understood. After all, Bian Tianci possessed a Langhuan Jade Cave. They never imagined the Human King had reached such a level and even obtained a spatial treasure. They wondered how he acquired it—could it be that he had encountered spatial beasts as well?

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Wusheng nodded. He focused ahead where a mass of dark clouds drifted, covering the wilderness. A sudden chill wind blew, and the trees rustled with eerie sounds.

“It’s me!” Seeing Leng Qiumin and Chen Shihan both look towards him, Liu Xuanyuan had no choice but to step forward with a stiff expression.

Since there was a planet so similar to Earth, Liu Liufeng and the others naturally could not let it go and intended to visit this planet for a look.

Why was it that a reckless newcomer could occupy that position? He felt deeply dissatisfied. Was it simply because he had endured so many cycles of tribulations? That was hardly a big deal; all tribulations only meant one’s inherent weakness. If so, what right did he have to sit in that seat?

Afū wrapped her slender hands tightly around his long neck, inhaling his scent—like pine resin in the sunlight. Her heart pounded wildly.

Chi Hua paused, a faint arc of a smile curving her lips, tinged with subtle mockery though not overt.

Qin Qian stared with wide eyes. Even though she knew Zhai Ruilin could not see her expression at that moment, she continued glaring at him, the corners of her eyes stinging painfully.

“Master, Xiao Yan… in a couple of days I plan to go out to train and won’t be staying with you,” Chu Liu suddenly said.

Both of them tried to fall back asleep, but after the sound of the horn came the soldiers’ disciplined footsteps and their loud chants.

With a deep, mournful cry, the beast fell to the ground. As the light dispersed, Xiao Xian clearly saw Mu Zisu’s eyes, raised to look at the silhouette of Long Jijun, shimmering with an indescribable brightness. Only when Long Jijun turned to look at her did she withdraw that gaze.

If they attacked Donoz Sea, the “Prison Lord” would be caught in one fell swoop. But they cautiously avoided full assembly; the “Prison Lord” was too busy putting out fires everywhere.

He was furious at Song Fancheng—only six years old and already forced to be involved in matters of life and death.

As he turned over, Chu Liu felt a surge of energy locking onto him. Smiling at the corner of his mouth, he knew exactly who was guarding against him.

After hearing Su Jiarui’s words, An Xin was silent for a moment. This time she had not misheard, nor did Su Jiarui ask her to deny the uncontrollable affection she felt for Huo Mingjue.

The journey was rough; what should have taken one day and one night was hastened by the Ninth Prince, who returned to the capital within a single day.

Bai Qianyu found it inexplicable. After examining him, she only accepted him as a registered disciple and hastily left a token behind.

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Facing its contempt, I felt no anger at all. Instead, an unexpected spark of joy flashed through me! Suddenly, I swung the sword sheath fiercely, a move called “Splitting Mount Hua,” ready to collide head-on with that dark aura.

Li Xunhuan was very clear: if Zhang Xiandong had already reached the Dao realm, why would he need to recruit powerful warriors?

The winter wind howled through the city. Though it was late, the brightly lit streets still illuminated the bustling metropolis.

The few remaining members of the Yun family were already terrified by Bai Qianyu’s imposing presence, their souls scattered in fear.

The stone chamber was arranged with sophisticated formations. Once the stone door was closed, no sound could be heard, and no one could probe inside with divine perception.

The car continued forward. The company’s office area was brightly lit. Just as Wei Chengmo got out, Shu Ya, wearing a dress, rushed over, tears streaming down her face.

He turned to look out the car window at the sky. The black mist had sharply diminished, and his brow furrowed deeply.

Seeing Shangguan Jin’s gloom, Hua Yinyan also fell silent. Matters of identity were truly not something resolved with a few words.

“Shi Kai, don’t you think this place is too plain? It should contain everything in the world—mountains, rivers, vast oceans,” Feng Tianxing said before closing his eyes again.

During this time, there was quite an accumulation of spices and fragrant fruits. The leaves of perilla and thyme were piled high. Though the intoxication fruit was used most frequently, there was still plenty left.

What was she sad about? Su Yi brushed her hand across her cheek, which was wet. Why was she crying?

Under normal circumstances, since the demonic troops had been suppressed, this matter should not have been leaked to avoid unnecessary complications.