Volume 1, Chapter 39: Taming the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast, The Peach Blossom Sworn Brotherhood, Journeying Together

Seeing that Mu Wan'er didn't move, Elder Mu abruptly turned around.

Thud—
Thud—

With two soft thuds, Mu Wan'er and Li Wan'er slipped and fell to the ground due to exhaustion.

"Young misses, are you alright?"

While Liang Chen was making idle chatter, the fatty quietly gripped his large broadsword, dashed down the slope, and inched closer and closer to Mu Qingsong.

If it relies on sound detection, then what kind of sounds does it react to? Is it the volume of the sound? Or perhaps sounds of a specific frequency?

"I'm begging you, Third Sister asks this of you. I didn't invite anyone for this birthday; is it really that hard to spend my birthday with Third Sister?" Third Sister's voice was even somewhat choked with sobs.

"Lord of the Nether Palace, as a dignified and invincible god, are you leading so many people just to destroy a world and slaughter countless living beings?" the mysterious old man asked earnestly.

A long while later, Yang Xudong heard the cry of a child. His child had been saved, and those anxiously waiting in the emergency room also heard the infant's cry.

Regarding Ling Lan's visit this time, Yang Xudong's entire family was running around in a flurry of activity. Of course, there wasn't much for Yang Xudong to do other than go pick up Ling Lan, though he had to wait quite a long time while he accompanied her to buy gifts at the supermarket.

During the most difficult times, someone helped him find Liang Chen. Although he still didn't know whether Liang Chen could actually help him, he had already staked everything on this single chance.

Yet the Meridian-Cycle Grand Array bore a striking, wondrous similarity. Since that was the case, wouldn't the shift in the compass be none other than the shift of the cosmic cycle?

Amidst the smoke, a sea of red met the eyes, but there was no longer any trace of the purple jasmine. Chi Hua felt as though the smoke were like ultra-fine dust, enveloping his entire body.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from nearby. Purple Emperor's pupils constricted. He held his breath, focused his mind, and stared unblinkingly at the ganoderma. A patch of grass was actually moving slowly, heading straight toward that lucid ganoderma.

If not for the fact that every step she had taken along this journey had been just a little bit fortunate, Gu Youran might have long since turned into a puppet without her own soul, completely controlled by the swarm.

"My Lady, Physician Ling is right. We only hope that from now on, Your Ladyship will keep the imperial prince in your womb in mind for everything, and not act so willfully and recklessly again." Zhi Qiu also chattered on from the side.

He hid his face beneath a bamboo hat, making his gaze impossible to see, and casually picked up the wine cup nearby, taking a large gulp of wine.

Just as he walked to the veranda, he heard the usher leading Shaolian toward the main hall, presumably to perform the ceremony of paying respects to the parents-in-law.

No sooner had they stepped down the slope than the surrounding fences and traps were bristling with archers. Two squads of armed militia, fully loaded with live ammunition, closed in and demanded sharply: "What are you doing?"

Those attacked shadows clearly belonged to two separate factions. After the instigation, the two sides began to brawl, and the scale of the battle continuously expanded throughout the Holy City.

"Does that mean it's not over yet? We have to go up and help Liu Yan!" Tian Zhili said to Yang Zhaolin.

"That day, Li Yunying mentioned Zhang Jizhao... said that he felt towards me..." Suddenly, her face felt as if it were being baked by fire, and her palms faintly oozed sweat.

However, just as he was about to catch a glimpse of the scene inside the immortal spring, a stick suddenly thrust out from across hundreds of millions of miles, traversing space straight through the circle in front of him, and slammed squarely into his right eye.

Yet when Zhu Xi peeked and saw the height of the building, she stubbornly refused to open her eyes. Let alone dangling from a rope and swinging down, even getting her to take another glance below was no easy task.

"Disciples of the Orthodox One Sect, hear my command! Charge up Kunlun, take revenge, and wash away our shame!" Zhang Guangling shouted instructions to the disciples behind him while fighting.