Chapter 33

Li Si furrowed his brows, suddenly discovering that his bare skin was white and supple. He was both shocked and delighted. How could this be? He was already the type that everyone loved and flowers bloomed for; as the saying goes, one shade of white hides a hundred uglinesses. Wouldn't he be even more devastatingly handsome now?

"I’m not going anywhere. I am not the type to fear death or cling to life," Tu Qitang snorted disdainfully, shaking off the hand holding the medicine gourd, and started to run down the mountain.

"If word gets out, it must be because of you! There’s no one else here!" Feng Liao feigned ignorance.

"What happened?" Kalilan summoned the authority of a first mate and asked in a deep voice.

Luo Xianghu and Deng Yuanguang also nodded, simultaneously organizing a group of star-ranked warriors to disperse the clansmen gathered there. Although the clansmen were very curious, they had no choice but to leave once the patriarch gave the order.

"Holy Sound, I..." Qili hugged his sturdy waist without hesitation, throwing herself completely into his embrace.

I took a deep breath, preparing myself for death. After all, this boss wasn't familiar with me, so how could it possibly let me off the hook?

Everyone stood atop the Tower of Psychics, unleashing powers of extreme ferocity. With astonishing spiritual energy fueling the tower—the supreme treasure of the ancient forbidden clan—and with all the Heaven-ranked experts shattering the void, it charged forward with unparalleled speed.

Chang Ning remained unmoved. Within a week, apart from showing his face at the municipal committee compound during office hours, he would vanish. He left only his secretary, Li Zhouteng, to guard the office, and no one knew where he was or what he was doing.

As it turned out, the moment Gibson made his move, Garnett knew the shot wouldn't go in. Based on his intuition, even if Westbrook hadn't disrupted the play, the Cavaliers would have ultimately lost the game.

Seeing that Liang Jingjun did not object, Mi Xue tugged at his clothes and cast an unhappy glare at the guard.

He dared not linger on her lips for too long; they were too sweet and soft, and he feared he would lose control of himself.

Under Lu Mingchen’s soft coaxing, Gu Xiangwan finally stopped crying, though she still let out occasional sobs.

Fortunately, he had a younger brother capable of making up for this shortcoming, but since it was not his own strength, there were times when support couldn't arrive in time, so he generally kept him off the front lines.

Bai Xue felt from afar that the wine smelled truly fragrant. His index finger twitched, and he couldn't help but swallow several times, regretting that he hadn't borrowed that wine gourd from the Sword Slave before leaving.

Upon hearing Ziyuan Dun’s refusal, Kinoshita Haruko’s gentle expression stiffened, as if the makeup on her face were cracking.

Ziyuan Dun remained in the car, feeling quite leisurely. From time to time, he would eat some potato chips he had bought and take a sip of carbonated drink; it was truly delightful.

Zhao Xiangrong asked him if any special equipment was needed to sense the souls of the departed. Zhou Santong told him nonchalantly that no strange facilities were required; one only needed to look at a photo and use Taoist techniques to sense them, without the troublesome rituals performed by Taoist priests in movies.

Thinking of the white dragon from earlier, Bai Xue could only admit that there were far too many things in this world that exceeded his imagination.

A "boom" echoed in Gu Nian’s head, as if everything had exploded, leaving her mind a complete mess.

"I am Yi Yin. 'Yi' because I was born by the Yi River, and 'Yin' is the official title granted to me by the Great King," Yi Yin replied.

His most urgent task now was to pass the sect examination and enter the Great Luo Sect; he had no interest in meddling in other people's affairs.

She hadn't told Lihua that for the past few days, the Emperor had personally handled everything, including her meals, bathing, and applying medicine.

Lu Yao’s claws trembled, and with extreme excitement, he spent twenty thousand points to upgrade.

It is said that in two days, there will be a traditional festival here to worship the Moon Goddess. The moon looks exceptionally beautiful from this place.

Ye Erniang felt a void in her heart. The sensation was very strange—neither shock nor anger, but more like an indescribable panic mixed with longing.

The man spoke in a low voice, appearing deeply unreal under the hazy flickering of the flames.

But thinking about it, it made sense. Hua Ruoxi had been exceptionally gifted in her early years and was also called a genius. Plus, she had always been a bit proud and arrogant; otherwise, she wouldn't have set goals for her path of cultivation so early.

"Your mentor will come to the classroom at two in the afternoon to find you. I hope everyone survives on the battlefield. Dismissed!" After saying this, the teacher turned and left.

The group continued along the road heading east. Along the way, they encountered quite a few demon beasts, but none were higher than the peak of the Underworld Heaven Realm, so they posed no threat to the group.

"I... I am the heir of the Ghost God Clan here, Mo Niang, but I did not grow up here..." I knew she was about to tell her story.

Hearing this past, one couldn't help but sigh. Presumably, in order to deceive the world with the appearance of a dissolute, incompetent, and promiscuous person, Longze must have committed many sins back then.

This man... what was his name again? Qiu Zheyu, I think? The name sounded nice enough, but how could he be all height and no brain?