Volume 1, Chapter 103: Xia Zhiyuan Is Run Out of the Village in Disgrace and Arrested by the Public Security Bureau

Transmigrated into a 1970s Novel: The Villainous Supporting Woman Is Spoiled by the Infertile Overlord A Pig Who Knows How to Fall in Love 1892 words 2026-04-01 06:43:29

Ji Junyong chirped, "You got it!"

Xia Zhiyuan stomped her feet in anger. "Lin Ranran, you are so insidious! So despicable!"

Lin Ranran rolled her eyes at her. "Foolish."

"You—"

Lin Ranran couldn't be bothered to pay her any more mind and turned to teach the villagers how to calibrate the newly arrived looms.

Xia Zhiyuan wanted to chase after Ji Junyong, but with her heavily pregnant belly, how could she possibly keep up with a young man?

Prosperity eventually leads to decline; even the long-lasting vital energy of the Innate Transformation Realm has its limits. After a fierce struggle lasting less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, everyone’s momentum began to wane. Though the battle remained brutal, it was reaching its end.

Fortunately, Lei Li was in the Myriad Transformation Realm, sharing the same cultivation level as these many residents, so even for the six star palaces to carefully observe and perceive him, it would still require some effort.

Watching Sun Lei’s attack conclude, everyone opened their eyes wide, desperate to see what the outcome was!

"Therefore, we must carefully prepare the siege equipment while maintaining absolute secrecy. We cannot let it leak out, for if Daevas and the others find out, they will not only stop us but also alert Crimisa!" Criano warned.

Slowly, these one hundred thousand beast spirits, as if drawn by the vortex of battle spirits, gradually formed an even larger spiral.

This was the very look he had seen at the Heavenly Pool: stubborn, independent, and strong, yet so heart-wrenching. In an instant, Tiansheng felt an incomparable ache in his heart. He wanted to protect Gu Tianxue well and stay by her side for the rest of his life.

Tie Wuqing's gaze swept across the faces of the alchemists. Each one subconsciously turned their eyes away, feeling somewhat guilty and even more flustered.

Wuyan, having erupted into his Violent Ape form, suddenly vanished from where he stood. He appeared atop the purple-gold hexagram summoning circle behind Lei Li. Then, staring at Lei Li’s back, he let out a wild roar toward the sky and lunged forward at high speed.

Lei Li raised a massive defensive disc, holding it above the heads of the three like an umbrella, and shot into the sky like a rocket. Lady Long cunningly chose to grab hold of Wuyan's arm.

Eighteen of the marks fell upon the chief disciples of the ten righteous sects and the eight demonic factions; Jia Zhen was not counted, as he had yielded his mark to Xue Zhanan.

Marks come in many varieties. A mark placed by a powerful individual upon a weaker one is often impossible to guard against. Take Chu Feng, for example; he hadn't even noticed when the opponent had branded him.

In an instant, the moment Lu Wu arrived, the suction force felt by Qin Ling and Yue Wu diminished significantly. Now able to gradually regain some mobility, Qin Ling sent the Teng Snake in his hand back down.

"Our cultivation during this period has been quite decent; the Dean has entered all of us into the trial of the Five Great Academies," Tianming said to Qin Ling.

Seeing the look of surprise on the other's face, Qin Ling could only roll his eyes to express his current mood.

"Fine, if there’s nothing else, you may go back," Lu Zheng waved his hand. This matter didn't need to be rushed; as long as Lu Guodong was out of danger, that was enough.

Neither had weapons, and fighting hand-to-hand, Hu Guiyang fell into a disadvantage after a few moves. He secretly regretted not being more diligent in his practice, causing his recovery to be so late that he had wasted over two years. The moment he encountered Zuo Yu, he found himself unable to parry.

He was seen crazily channeling his spiritual power into his hands, and then waves of white light illuminated the entire forest.

The tea was tasteless and could only serve to quench thirst, yet the host was extremely enthusiastic. Seeing that his guest was riding an official horse, he kept flattering him and asking all sorts of questions.

Even Luo Qingcheng, standing to the side, felt a flash of disappointment in her eyes. It was too reckless; one must tread on thin ice in the entertainment industry, and Li Ping’an’s actions this time were far too rash and unwise.

Judging by the tone, this person was likely an office director or similar figure from Qing County in the past. Saying these things now was nothing more than a shameless attempt to seize power.

Within Xu Mo’s sea of consciousness, three versions of his own soul floated simultaneously, looking around in confusion. It felt very familiar, yet he could not recall why.

After all, even if they knew that the black hole possessed the power to unleash such an attack, they had to continue their assault here. They couldn't just stand there and watch Gu Chen attack them without doing anything, could they?

This served as a form of self-consolation. Now that the grass had been beaten to startle the snakes, it would be even harder to send experts into the Qin Yin Palace to assassinate Huang Xiaotian.

At the same time, a strong gust of wind rushed from behind. Xu Mo shifted his body to the side, and a black stallion brushed past him, nearly scraping his body.

"Sister Xia! It’s all your fault! You’ve embarrassed me to death!" Song Zixuan complained to He Caixia while covering her burning cheeks. Thinking back to how she looked when she first woke up, she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

"You're welcome. In the future, try to stay away from people like that. I get the feeling his malicious intentions haven't faded." Within Yang Ming’s range of perception, Wang Yang was frantically slamming on the accelerator of his luxury car to vent his humiliation, his fierce expression telling Yang Ming that he was already plotting revenge.

The heavy stone that had been hanging over Qin Yuan’s heart suddenly dropped. His back was already soaked with sweat, and the salty, sticky moisture seeped into his wounds, bringing waves of burning pain.

"The future?" The blue-haired man first murmured in uncertainty and shock, then stretched out his fingers to calculate something carefully. Suddenly, he looked sharply at Xu Mo. With his current level of cultivation, he could see many weaknesses in Xu Mo, whose cultivation was merely at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.