Chapter 46

With a startled shriek, Ye Wanling finally realized that she had been lying almost completely naked in Qin Yibai's arms for quite a long time.

After a sleepless night, he attributed this fondness to the magic of blood ties. Because they shared a similar lineage, he felt a sense of familiarity and an inexplicable affection toward A-Jiu. Many long-lost relatives were reunited precisely through the affinity brought by blood, and he must be experiencing the exact same thing.

"You bastard! Get out here!" Teased to the point of utter fury, Mo E was so incensed that he could practically feel his soul leaving his body, and he let out a wild roar at Qin Yibai.

Seeing Zhang Ryuyun mention Li Liansheng, Yang Biyun realized that the conversation she and Shangguan Jin had shared outside the Taoist temple earlier had been overheard by him. Her face flushed instantly, rendering her too embarrassed to speak further. Murmuring a farewell, she took Shangguan Jin and Yingnao by the hand and left directly.

He was far more cunning than Zhang Ryuyun, and having acquired the dragon arm, his divine strength surpassed even Zhang's. Pouring his entire focus into the duel against Yuyin at this moment, he struck like an angry dragon emerging from the sea, forcing the elderly nun into a tight corner and causing her to frown repeatedly.

Hearing this, Feng Ling froze in surprise, only then noticing that there was a maidservant following closely beside Feng Yutian.

At work, Tao Hao dressed in a proper OL style, her long hair unbound yet meticulously gathered into a neat sweep. The wind ruffled her strands, making her seem as untamed and elusive as ever.

"Young master, Jiang Qingshe didn't come. What should we do?" All the preparations made beforehand seemed to have been in vain. This inevitably made the members of the Dongfang family, who had previously boasted with absolute certainty that they would bring her down, rather anxious.

Indeed, prompted by her sudden anxiety, Mo Lianxing had flown with incredible speed. Yet upon finding herself standing directly before Zhang Ryuyun, she grew somewhat timid. Ordinarily brilliant, tactful, and rather bold, she now found herself entirely at a loss for words.

Meanwhile, the US government, which had initially been celebrating, wore a gloomy expression and immediately convened an emergency meeting.

Yi Feng shouted toward Xia Zhimeng, channeling his battle qi into her body through her hand.

"Big brother, could you tell me if you know the owner of these works?" At that moment, a soft, timid voice rang out.

Having said that, the man on the throne surged forward in a specific direction, and Yi Feng hurriedly followed, having already sensed that those soul-reapers were not far from him.

I took out the silk handkerchief wrapped around the plum blossom earrings from my bosom, tied a knot in it, and tossed it forcefully into the Huo residence.

"Wait, I will go myself." Ling Yichen spoke immediately. Xiao Yu glanced at Ling Yichen with a trace of unease; Ling Yichen seemed a bit off today, though he could not quite pinpoint what was wrong.

Furthermore, Elder Chen's words served as a wake-up call for Lin Xifan. He still had a mission to fulfill upon his return, which made the establishment of his own influence an urgent priority.

That pot of "rag soup" had made Chen Mengying and Qian Beibei retch their hearts out. When the two emerged from the restroom, their complexions looked rather pale. Qian Beibei, in particular, because her body was still weak, looked even more wretched.

As for Ling Feng, after several days of hard journeying, he finally led a million-strong army to the Three-Heart Mansion, only to find its gates tightly shut. Having recovered his fourth-tier god-cultivation strength, Ling Feng strode forward wielding the Xuanyuan sword, blazing with fury, and unleashed a vibrant green burst of energy straight toward the gates of the Three-Heart Mansion.

Mai Doudou gave a backhanded wave, abruptly shaking off the grip and sending Ding Jiaqi stumbling. The others gasped and rushed forward to steady her.

With just three or four leaps, Xiong Chou caught up with Guan Muxue. Looking back, there was no sign of Liu Jingyuan. Concentrating his inner energy to listen intently, he grew certain that no one was tracking them. Presumably, those seven or eight experts had already rendezvoused with Liu Jingyuan and were currently inquiring about the details.

"Boom!" Amidst a deafening crash, those trees along with the ground beneath them were blasted into a massive, deep crater. Some of the strange beasts in the forest inevitably caught in the blast were instantly mangled into bloody pulp.

Looking again at the starving ghouls trapped inside the snow-maple tree: the poor starving ghhouls, whose raw, red bodies already looked as though their skin had been peeled off, had countless blood vessels ruptured, leaving them charred black. The skin of the rotting ghoul had completely burst open, exposing terrifying green rotting flesh filled with thick pus—a truly sickening sight.

Sand of Time was like chicken ribs to his elemental-saturated constitution—insipid to consume, yet a pity to discard.

With two more strikes, he blankly stared at the snapped wooden stick, then Lin Tian gritted his teeth, picked up a stone from the side, and smashed it against the creature's head.

Just then, a figure flew down from the air. Seizing the opportunity, the assassin leader faked a move, executed two consecutive backflips, and vanished without a trace in an instant.

Wukong's blows were merciless, vowing to pound Asa into a pulp of flesh and blood. With each smash of his staff, the cracked chalky soil was completely pulverized. Pale-white dust mixed with demonic flames danced wildly across the sky, wrapping around the raging fire enveloping Wukong's body like insects caught in an electric grid, instantly emitting crackling explosions.

Ning Dong nodded, immediately understanding why Mo Xishi had made him swear an oath. This matter touched upon the very foundation of the Hidden Flower Pavilion, and once leaked, it would inevitably cause the pavilion to collapse from within.

Under normal circumstances, true to his sharp-tongued nature, he surely would have chimed in with a remark about being a man of substantial weight.

Having heard his second brother's words, the Dragon King of Zangbu realized it was far too late—he could no longer be dissuaded. Left with no choice, he unleashed all his martial prowess and engaged in a fierce, brutal battle with his second brother, the Dragon King of Sangbu. They fought hundreds of rounds high up in the air, churning the five rivers and blotting out the sky with dark clouds.

I slowly opened the room door, and the scene that greeted my eyes upon entering left me utterly astonished.

The Ten Eunuch Attendants were the Ten Eunuch Attendants, and damn eunuchs were damn eunuchs. Even though Jian Shuo possessed a majestic appearance, his mind was still fixated solely on money. Liu Fan remarked, "If this is truly a state secret, bestowing a fortune upon the two of you is nothing at all! Someone come here!" With a wave of his hand, the steward of the Liu residence hurried forward.

As it happened, Guo Nianfei was completely stunned by the Snake Elder's technique. Guo Nianfei had never imagined that a medicine cauldron could be used in such a manner. Ultimately, this boiled down to a matter of heritage and accumulation; scions of powerful families with deep-rooted traditions would never display such ignorance as Guo Nianfei.