Volume 1, Chapter 48: He Hopes She Will Always Stay True to Her Original Aspiration

“Oh my goodness!” Bloodlight scrambled frantically to the side, narrowly avoiding being crushed to death.

“What are you thinking about?” Xiao Shizhu was in high spirits, chuckling for a while before glancing at his wife, who had furrowed her brows slightly. After a moment’s thought, he said, “Worried that the Emperor of Fengdu is about to set a trap for us again?”

Liu Jianming had been in this realm for ten years. Although he had a few close friends, none were as utterly devoted and loyal as Jing Xiangyang, who followed him wholeheartedly and worked for him.

The older the time, the heavier the naturally formed resentment. The grudges that surfaced first were those closest to the present.

She clutched the quilt tightly, inhaling deeply, and then the corners of her lips curled into a perfect arc.

Thus, the two groups’ earlier tension and anxious worry as they left the city immediately eased.

The old village chief was heartbroken and grief-stricken as he looked at his son, who had been bitten so badly by a poisonous snake. His sorrow was beyond words.

Since it was invisible, Long Yan could only make a mental note of the matter and discuss it later. The four demons had been escorting Long Yan to the teleportation array leading to the next level.

The moment the pill entered her stomach, Su Li’s lower dantian exploded with a thunderous sound. Two medicinal energies arose—one purple, one golden—shaped like a tiger and a dragon respectively. At first, the energies clashed fiercely, snarling and tearing at each other. After about nine breaths, the two forces mutually annihilated, transforming into a larger, golden-red mist of medicinal power.

Everyone stared at the large, gray rat, feeling utterly bewildered! They were curious and wanted to approach for a closer look, but also afraid that this cautious creature might suddenly spring up and attack them.

However, one sect was an exception—that was the Martial Dao Sect, whose leader was a revered human sage. Their lineage was highly respected and welcomed by the human race, with a steady stream of disciples seeking apprenticeship every day, even overshadowing the influence of the Sage Sect.

Princess Honghua did not recognize the signature of the nation’s top ADC. With a swing of her Tang sword, a sharp slicing sound rang out, and the blind monk Lee Qing was cleaved in two, revealing Li Hao’s back directly before Princess Honghua.

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But Mu Jinxi heard something: Ha, it was all about the money! They knew their family was better off now, so they suddenly wanted to benefit from it? Or maybe it was about dividing the inheritance?

“You!” The old woman’s family trembled all over under Xiao Xiao’s murderous gaze, their faces pale as death. They wanted to be angry but dared not, wanted to curse but held back, staring with eyes so wide they seemed about to pop out.

The three elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect nodded and immediately split into three directions, thrusting their weapons simultaneously toward Zhang Xiaofeng’s head.

Gao Yang, after several surges and falls, caught up with the group again. Seeing they were still chatting without any caution, he couldn’t help but laugh.

Although I had not known this aunt for long, I understood her very well.

Zi Xin did not answer. Her usually bright, watery eyes were now red and swollen, making Ling’er feel deeply heartbroken.

Then Tang Zhentian ordered the disciples of the Tang Sect to remain on standby. After all other sects had entered the Fairy Palace ruins, he led the Tang disciples out and headed toward the Heavenly Demon Sect’s main altar.

For a time, the demon-slayers from the demon-slaying lands were all drawn by the enormous vortex created by Mo Fan. They gathered and talked amongst themselves, leaving only three demon-slayers to deal with the dwindling number of demons.

Chen Ting’s heart tightened sharply. The power of Dragon Ghost Valley was already terrifying. If it gained the full might of the lord, it would immediately ascend into the realm of world-seeing—not a mere false world-seeing like Yuan Wu Zui, but truly perceiving all cosmic laws, spanning past and present, shaking the heavens and myriad worlds. No one could stand against him.

Though the Primordial Holy Demon had perished, Chen Ting’s expression remained calm and solemn. Two thorny issues still confronted him.

“Tch, who’s dragging things out with you? Don’t think you can back out of our bet. The promotion data for the trailer is out, and my results are much better than the school’s. How about that? Admit defeat now!” Ai Ruyao’s lips curled into a smug smile, clearly here to show off, lifting her chin confidently.

“Sigh, Lei Yue, a lot has happened these past two days. Don’t get too worked up until you hear everything.” I sighed. I had calmed down now. Since Lei Yue asked, I might as well tell him, but I feared he’d get too emotional.

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As a judge of the dead, he dared not imagine the punishment he would face for failing to guard the Book of Life and Death.

Unless the three of them erupted into a large-scale war, severely weakening one’s strength or influence, only the victor could seize the loser’s fortune.

However, the result was that I pinned the two of them down and tickled them relentlessly. I’m most ticklish, and those two bastards tickled both my ribs and armpits, even the soles of my feet. I couldn’t bear it.

Although Yin Feng had never been in the military, the company that Qiao Fei served in was famous. Many TV protagonists were modeled after that company. Anyone with basic military knowledge knew about their glorious battle record.

I was just thinking it would be more natural to greet her when suddenly two drunkards with arms around each other came down the bar street. One was corpulent and resembled a giant toad, the other tall and thin with a face full of freckles.

In the next moment, the flying sword clashed with the long spear. A sharp, agonized voice suddenly rang in Ye Yi’s ears—it was Qian Hong, trapped within the flying sword.

“In some matters, I dislike people who overthink. I prefer those who act decisively,” Zhou Wei said quickly.

“All right, I understand...” Li Yanran knew there were some things she couldn’t probe deeply into, especially not now with Wang Yao. She only nodded lightly, afraid that pressing further would touch Wang Yao’s painful, unmentionable limits.