132 The Great Demon King 11

Fortunately, Leng Feng suffered no mishaps when taking it today; otherwise, wouldn't I have let a promising talent go to waste for nothing?

I am all the more puzzled. As far as I know, apart from the few times Liu Deli visited the River God Temple when the trouble broke out in the village a few days ago, he has never been back there since.

Now that Wu Qingquan is injured and unable to fight, if I were to face Wu Qingyun alone, I might not necessarily lose to him.

Because of the nature of these celestial treasures, one's potential is fixed; without a miraculous stroke of fate, I fear one might never make another step forward in a lifetime.

Within the Li manor, Li Yiqi slept until the sun was high, yet no one came to wake him. Having sustained serious injuries, the Li family sent a servant to the academy to deliver a message and request leave for a few days to recuperate.

The Tai Sui also ceased all movement, resting quietly where it lay like a mountain of flames, standing tall and motionless.

"You flatter me, Prince. Are you here to enjoy the scenery as well? Mingyue was unaware of your arrival and has disturbed you!" With that, she prepared to turn and leave.

It turned out that Haoge had been waiting a hundred paces away, seeking an opening. He was waiting for exactly this—a moment when the Chongzhen Emperor was exhausted—to loose this fatal arrow.

Although there were not many friends and relatives present to offer their blessings that day, and Murong Lan herself did not feel particularly moved, the eldest aunt still managed to make the occasion lively and respectable.

Everyone was astonished, wondering what this was all about. How could a princess from the State of Chen possibly come to Western Xia? The Emperor of Chen treated her like a treasure, fearing she might break if held or melt if kept in his mouth.

Gu Changguan frowned, not out of disgust for the corpses, but because these were the very people he had recruited to protect his agency.

Gu Tingye narrowed his eyes, which were as cold and venomous as a serpent's. Had she not brought this matter up, he truly would not have paid much attention to it.

"Everyone, stand down!" Xia Long had not expected Yang Xiaoran to release him so easily. After a moment of shock, he issued an order to his fighting soldiers to cease the battle.

Lan Xun shifted his gaze to the Sun Wheel of Darkness. Fortunately, after these black-armored knights appeared, the aura of the Sun Wheel of Darkness weakened.

"Don't dream. Do you even have the money? You poor wretch, a good-for-nothing live-in son-in-law!" Bai Jiahao believed that since he couldn't afford it, Zhou Tian certainly couldn't either.

"Xiaoran, bet against him!" Wu Hao’s temper flared as well; he felt no concern despite Yang Xiaoran’s previous loss.

Jiang Xiqian thought fuzzily that if she did not take the initiative to end this kiss, he might keep it going until the end of time.

As he spoke, he drew a black card from a stack, and after one glance, he was petrified.

After speaking, he kicked the door shut in a few strides and stuck a yellow talisman on it. Then, he pulled back the curtains and stuck another talisman on the window.

Seeing her in this state, Song Yuyan frowned, his hand instinctively reaching toward her forehead.

"Oranges and apples keep longer." He said this for no apparent reason, then grabbed five oranges and five apples to head to the checkout.

Not long after the man retreated, Gu Jiujiu saw him walk back in. She stood up and asked, "Sir, may I ask what you are looking for me for?"

One Saturday night, my brothers and I agreed to head out to the streets to properly celebrate the pleasant success we had recently achieved.

Beyond medicinal pills, the flesh and blood of high-level spirit beasts—especially when freshly killed—are exceptionally rich in spiritual energy. This is why many high-end restaurants purchase the carcasses of spirit beasts to sell. High-level spirit beasts not only possess dense spiritual power but also exquisite flavor; the higher the rank of the beast, the more delicious its meat.

This place looked more like a modern Taoist’s retreat; they had even strung up electrical wires and had a light—an incandescent bulb, at that.

"I only remember carrying the sacrificial offerings out the door, then my head spun, and I forgot everything," the eldest son of the Zhao family said, rubbing his head.

However, Magistrate Yang of Linzhou City was besieged once again—but this time, it was not the Khitans attacking, but the troops sent by that puppet Khitan emperor, Shi Jingtang. They had secretly infiltrated the Linzhou prefecture, hoping to capture Yang Hongfan and his entire family alive and execute them on the spot.

It is said that after Wukong and his party of four—and one horse—left the Saha Pure Land, they went straight into the western desert of the Western Continent of Cattle Prosperity. This vast desert was extremely barren, and with the frequent roaming of demon wolves, there was not a single sign of human life.

You hateful, stinking pervert, you dead pervert! I was just trying to get to know you better, was it necessary to brush me off like that? Don't tell me then, it’s not like it’s such a big deal.

After the first Great Annihilation, Hongjun restored the Three Realms, and the God Race vanished once more. Yet, the situation had fundamentally changed. Since the God Race now knew that other races existed beyond their realm, they were determined to break out! For the environment of the Immortal Realm was far fresher than the dim skies of the God Realm, with its beautiful mountains and clear waters that were a delight to behold.

But this was only in the vast majority of cases. Ye Tian was currently in a state he could control himself; if he wanted to be well, he was well. Right now, he was doing better than well. If Lin Qingzhu dared to open her eyes and look, she might ruin everything today—his weapon was far too magnificent.

Before this, even in the most dire straits, he would not have dared to return to the Gate of Realms. Otherwise, the charges of dereliction of duty and desertion would have sent him to a military tribunal, even as a member of the Zhang family. But now, with Hao Wei's authorization, he could finally return with a clear conscience.

Just as Wang Tian was still immersed in the strange transformation of his surroundings, Old Mu’s voice sounded, which was a rare occurrence.

Blood dripped continuously from the corners of Lü Yulong’s mouth. He looked down at his chest in disbelief. Where his gaze landed, a fist-sized hole in his flesh looked ghastly and terrifying.

However, the Golden Cicada on the other side did not give it that chance. After pinning the evil aura down with his Nine-Ring Zen Staff, the Subduing Demon Pestle at his waist came to life as well.