Chapter 41: The Second Business Venture

The photograph before my eyes left me utterly shocked! The victim in the picture—the great Buddhist monk who was nailed alive to a tree—was precisely one of the focal points of yesterday's Eighteen Underworld Fiend Formation! Never had I expected that mere hours later, his peers would track me down and come to Gu Baitang to seek my help. Is this karmic retribution at play? Or is it yet another sinister scheme masterminded by the unseen mastermind? A thousand thoughts raced through my mind, and I did not...

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Xiao Yang flashed forward, his tightly clenched right fist slamming ruthlessly toward Lang Li. He was not one to court trouble, but that only held true as long as his bottom line remained uncrossed.

After a long while, the shifting lights of battle skills and magic gradually faded. The layer of radiance enveloping Rhode also contracted inward, gathering the elemental energies that had attacked him and causing them to vanish into a badge upon his chest.

Fos smilingly explained to Rhode the various cooperative construction projects undertaken by Taoism and the authorities of Qingshi Town over the past few months.

The aura emanating from the Demon Venerable today was one none of the demons had ever encountered before, leaving them to guess that it must belong to either Zhuyun or Yaohua.

"Did you sleep well last night?" The Demon King released my finger and pulled me into his embrace with a single sweep of his arm.

In a lower realm, a single Soul Formation cultivator could easily wreak havoc across the entire cosmos and spread disaster everywhere. Over time, karmic hindrances would inevitably proliferate throughout the universe. If it were an ordinary person devoid of cultivation, no matter how arrogant or evil they might be, their life would ultimately be limited, and their influence would remain constrained.

The elderly expert turned out to be even more anxious than the former station director. Striding directly inside, he began a meticulous physical examination of the father involved in the accident, entirely heedless of anything else.

Their eyes revealed boundless horror. This single move was formidable enough to chill them to the bone and fill their hearts with lingering dread.

"It seems the fate of the heavens and earth was already cast since ancient times!" Zi Sheng said thoughtfully.

Looking closely, one could even discern war machines resembling catapults stationed within the distant mountain slopes and forests.

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In the blink of an eye, the young man at the Ninth Heavenly Perfection of the True Mansion Realm was pierced through his flesh, blood, and bones by over five hundred Void Sword Qi, firmly pinning him to the ground, utterly unable to move.

Gu Mingzhu walked over and opened the door, unwilling even to look at him or remain in the same place with him.

Seeing that Abel had agreed, Drew walked somewhat uneasily toward a stone building beside the square that appeared taller than all the other structures.

In his hotel room, after taking a shower and catching a brief nap, Ye Xiu prepared to head to the branch office to find Bai Wei.

Clap, clap, clap—a round of applause rang out. Taibo had arrived at the cave entrance at some unknown time and now stepped inside, smiling as he watched Lei Zhentian.

Before the formidable and destructive might of the startled dragon's shadow, these Undying Ghost Soldiers were rendered virtually vulnerable and fragile.

"Disciple will remember every word of Master's teaching today and will never disappoint Master in the future," Ning Zhe said sincerely.

Bai Xi touched the tip of her nose. How could she fail to hear that Si Muchuan was deliberately saying this for her benefit?

At this moment, within Yun Cang's vision, his perception continuously expanded through the spatial rift until it reached a ten-thousand-meter range of awareness by the end. Even Yun Cang himself was astonished; such a range of perception was simply too terrifying.

Although Drew felt displeased that Abel had stopped fighting halfway through, realizing upon reflection that continuing would only lead to an even more humiliating defeat, he had no choice but to put away his battle axe with a sigh of resignation. Panting heavily, he nodded to Abel and accepted the outcome.

However, Xing Tianli showed him no mercy whatsoever, turning on his heel and walking away.

While she was outside picking out his favorite foods and taking care of him without a moment of sleep, what about him? He hadn't considered her feelings at all. At this thought, An Yurou bolted out of the room in grief, desperate to escape that space and unwilling to witness the happiness shared between Yichen and her.

Li Shizhi knew very well that his younger sister was an esteemed empress; since she claimed to have secured a favorable matter for him, she must have solicited some official post from the emperor on his behalf.

Jiang Linghong and Qin Lie wisely piped down. After draining their cups, they knew when to quit and both returned to their seats.

Mengqi felt somewhat dazed, wondering why she always felt that Leng Yue and Leng Yichen bore no resemblance to siblings at all. Both times they met, Leng Yichen had seemed far too cold toward this so-called sister—so much so that acquaintances might even appear closer than these two siblings.

"Ahem," Hua Banxia had originally assumed this Madam Cheng would not spare her a pleasant expression, yet to her surprise, the woman was actually smiling, leaving Hua Banxia utterly baffled.

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Hua Banxia patiently tended to him for a long time, carefully plucking away debris fragment by fragment, sterilizing the wound, and applying ointment. Under the dim lamplight, her eyes grew sore from straining.

Yet Mother Qin immediately shielded Su Lei behind her. Mother Qin, who had always been submissive and meek in front of Su Bohu, suddenly morphed into a baring, claws-out mother cat.

Xun Yu also looked toward Xun Mou, father and son exchanging a glance that held a trace of mutual unease.

A long row of tables was arranged along the middle of the street, with piles of black wine jars stacked in the center and rows of wine bowls placed on either side. This was the open-air wine-drinking arena.

The abbot was well aware of the capabilities of those eminent monks; each of them was an adept hand at subduing demons and vanquishing fiends, far more useful than an aging old man like himself.

Jin Shan was stunned for a moment. Understanding her intent, Yi'er had seen through the matter thoroughly, and noting that Yi'er not only harbored no anger but directly permitted him to intervene in the private estate left behind by the Li family, a wave of gratitude washed over him. He dropped to his knees and heavily kowtowed three times to Yi'er.

Yet now, because a troublemaker named Luo Weilian had somehow inserted herself between them, Shen Yang's original incarnation had misunderstood her a few days ago and proposed a formal break, declaring they would have nothing more to do with each other for the rest of their lives.

Upon hearing this, Sun Xiao more or less understood. This was a blatant trap—Qiao Xia had been framed by Xie Bin, and she would undoubtedly investigate the matter thoroughly to ensure Xie Bin paid the price.

Upon hearing this, Ning Mo felt an even greater sense of oddity, thinking that since everyone had left anyway, she might as well take the day off to stretch her limbs and move around.

Si Zhan showed not the slightest bit of subservience proper to a subordinate as he opened a booklet and flipped through it, his lips twitching slightly. "Your Highness..." This document actually recorded several unknown wrongdoings of the city-defense general; holding it was equivalent to holding that man firmly by the throat.

Ming Wu was of little importance to the Flame Lord and Seventeen, yet upon hearing this abrupt news, both of them could not help but feel a flicker of astonishment.

You captured the Grand Preceptor of Great Yan and injured my husband—on what grounds do you think your current screaming and shouting will allow you to survive?

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