Volume 1, Chapter 51: Ah, What a Crushing Blow!

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The sudden turn of events left Mrs. Fang somewhat at a loss. She hurriedly nodded and rushed back into the house.

“So what is the situation now? Has someone already taken the position of Soulforce within the inner sect?” Hong Jian asked, her heart tightening.

Fortunately, they were returning to Leaf Village. They encountered no ninjas from Hidden Mist Village along the way and eventually made it safely back to the Land of Fire.

“Haha, he probably went to wash his hair and put on some makeup or something! Hahaha!” Tamura Iwao roared with laughter.

Lin Mu extended a hand. The moment it collided with the region enveloped by half of the Dao Foundation, his vision suddenly spun into darkness. In the next instant, he found himself in a strange space.

Once the time came, after the Liu father and son were subjected to torture and forced interrogation, I would inevitably be dragged into the light and exposed.

This might have been the strangest crisis ever faced by any president in history—being surrounded by his five predecessors. Uneasily, he wondered whether he had committed something truly unforgivable, something so terrible that even five former presidents had climbed out of their coffins in fury.

Leaning against the sofa, Qin Tian slowly closed his eyes. With both hands resting on the armrests, he tapped his fingers against them in a steady rhythm.

Fang Zheng let out an “Oh,” seized the Black Gauze Canopy, and leaped onto his flying artifact.

At eleven in the morning, the Ming armies advancing from both directions had reached the outskirts of Pukou Town. It was estimated that only a few tens of thousands of Qing soldiers remained, yet their resistance had grown fiercer. Relying on the buildings and winding streets, the Qing troops fought desperately, as though determined to live or die alongside Pukou. The Ming army’s advance became exceedingly difficult.

Purple flames swept over his hands. As he watched them gradually envelop Xiao Yan’s body, any outsider who witnessed the scene would certainly have mistaken them for a strange heavenly fire.

After waiting for quite some time, everyone began to grow impatient. They wondered whether Yu Ming had lost his nerve and dared not come challenge them after all, unwilling to lose those seven thousand contribution points.

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“Isn’t that Mu Yi? Didn’t he say he wasn’t coming? Why is he here again?” Mu Yi gradually slowed his pace. The students gathered in twos and threes around Skyfeather Spirit Academy looked at his figure and could not help commenting among themselves.

As Xie Hun’s voice fell, two groups of men wielding sharp weapons swiftly poured into the Imperial Stone Terrace and surrounded the Zhou family completely.

“What? You don’t want to see me? Let me tell you this: the more you refuse to let me cling to you, the more I will. From the moment you took advantage of me yesterday, I had already made up my mind.” Seeing the headache on Mu Yi’s face, Jin Ya felt a surge of delight.

A quarter of an hour later, Bai Yao finally opened his eyes. A bitter taste lingered from his mouth all the way to his heart, and he furrowed his brows.

“Ziling, don’t listen to Ouyang’s nonsense. We’ll accompany you and Seven Kill into the wilderness to level up. Ouyang must have forgotten to take his medicine again before leaving the house. Don’t stoop to arguing with him.” Yanran patted Ziling’s shoulder and explained with a smile.

Lu Yue looked at Mu Yi’s tall, straight figure. For some reason, he always possessed an inexplicable confidence in Mu Yi.

Uncle Xia knew that the Nine-Tailed Fox had already been seriously injured in its battle with Golduck. It had to use all its strength and finish the fight as quickly as possible.

“Everyone gets a share. Take as much as you like.” Wen Yuke pushed the box toward them. Apart from Huayue, all the others were astonished and delighted, yet none dared to reach for anything—except Xiyue, who took twenty taels.

A cracking sound came from the puppet’s head. It was the sound of the puppet’s crown being shattered completely.

Mu Shiyi nodded and formed a hand seal. The grass and plants within ten feet began to twist and grow wildly until they concealed her figure. Green light once again rose from Mu Shiyi’s body, and Lu Feiwei could no longer sense any living presence within the luxuriant grass before him. The technique left him marveling in amazement.

The test had already yielded its result. Against an opponent like Fang Shi, even with martial skills at his disposal, he possessed more than enough strength to beat him into a swollen, bruised mess.

Wang Chong immediately found Shang Jian and questioned him. Only then did he learn that Ziying had gone missing; even the rear mountain of the academy yielded no trace of her. Wang Chong then gathered all the students and ordered them to leave the academy in search of her. The students shoved responsibility back and forth, inventing one absurd excuse after another. Not a single one of them was willing to go.

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Whether it was Yaoji or Red Boy, both fed on blood. By all reason, every life nurtured upon this Divine Womb Tree should have followed the same law.

Now the Pan family was the foremost clan in Splendid City, and he had become its new lord. He had awaited this moment for many years, and now that his wish had finally come true, how could he not be pleased with himself?

Zheng Shijie knew Xiang Lin’s character well. After their meeting at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, he had understood even more clearly how deeply Xiang Lin loved Ziying. Precisely for that reason, Zheng Shijie’s lingering concerns tormented him all the more, and his hatred for Xiang Lin—who had suddenly placed himself between him and Ziying—grew even stronger. At that moment, he was calculating how to remove this obstacle from his path.

“Father-in-law, although the armies of the Western Liang Dynasty have withdrawn, they may invade the Chaohua Dynasty again in the future. It is merely a question of when. We must make preparations early and dare not relax in the slightest, lest we give them an opportunity to take advantage of us!” A Lang said as he looked at the Prince of Peace.

Yang Cong looked nothing like a newlywed groom. His face was covered in dust, his hair hung in disarray, and dead branches and withered leaves were tangled through it. His ceremonial hat had vanished without a trace. The brilliant red brocade robe he wore was filthy and torn, and one of the scarlet wedding shoes had been lost as well.

Lu Feiwei breathed a sigh of relief. It appeared that Elder Ye could distinguish right from wrong after all. Yet Elder Ye’s voice came again, carrying a hint of amusement.

At the same time, the Azure Dragon left the spirit-body stage and entered its juvenile stage. This meant that it now possessed a complete body and soul and was about to enter the true phase of its growth.

Moreover, he loved hunting. Wherever he went, he hunted, and he was already highly proficient with both bow and arrow. His horsemanship was genuinely excellent as well; it was no empty boast.

His voice trembled slightly at first. Halfway through, he paused before regaining his composure, but the enormous waves surging within his heart had only just begun to rise.

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