Volume 1, Chapter 144: The Truth Yields to Strength

Fang Yao suddenly stopped eating and glanced out the door.

Jiang Ning curiously followed his gaze.

The outside was completely empty, with not a single soul in sight.

"What's wrong?" she asked, puzzled.

Earlier on the mountain-foraging trip, Xu Yang and the netizens had explained that the flat-cap reishi mushrooms were extremely common, found everywhere, and many were decades old, making them completely worthless to anyone.

She had just intended to drive everyone out, but for some reason, she suddenly found herself unable to move, even losing the ability to make a sound.

Li Zhongren looked at Hatake Sakumo, who was resting with his eyes closed. The summoning horse was galloping at the speed of a car, bouncing along the uneven road, yet it didn't seem to cause the later-era Shinobi Asura to sway even the slightest bit.

Dominic had originally planned to sell it as scrap metal another day, but now it could come in handy. Although the food warmer was a bit old, it was still a model from last year, and its functions were quite complete.

On his way back, Xu Yang bought some cold dishes such as shredded pig's head meat and deep-fried peanuts, along with two bottles of baijiu and a few bags of rice and flour.

Before his hand could even touch the sword, he suddenly saw a flash of white light, and his hand dropped to the ground.

Decades ago, this was the condition upon which the Morino clan joined Konoha, because the Morino family excelled at interrogation. This was thanks to a summoning scroll their ancestor had accidentally signed, granting their family members the ability to summon various interrogation tools.

Dave was already a notoriously unsuccessful lawyer with a zero-win career record. Honest to a fault, he lost every case completely and simply couldn't win a single one.

However, the ghost-god phantom Crimson Leaf's kick earlier had directly shattered the soul-transformation realm demon's spirit—how could it possibly regenerate after that?

Hesitating for a moment, she thought: If I refuse their invitation, won't I end up getting bumped off halfway? Or perhaps an 18-wheeler truck would suddenly appear in the middle of the night, crushing my entire family and house into pieces?

Her gaze swept briefly over the few people surrounding her. The light smile on the corners of her lips did not fade; instead, the corners of her mouth curled up even higher.

Although Zongzheng Baili sensed Qian Jiyao's sleeve-sword the moment she unleashed it, if he hadn't wanted to, he could easily have avoided letting her touch him.

For a moment, Ji Yun felt as though endless waves were slowly rolling forward before his eyes. The entire world seemed to transform into surging water, and then Ji Yun's vision cleared once more. There were no ocean waves at all—it was clearly just the youth in white walking toward him.

"Master, the Grand Emperor lives in Tiannian Palace, which was formerly Changsong Palace." After Yunxiang and Gu Mo moved into the Southern Moon's royal palace, they changed the names of several palaces. For instance, the Shuangqi Palace where they lived was previously called Feng'an Palace.

After listening, Lady Ji did not ask any further questions. Instead, she got up, went to the bed, fished out an animal-skin pouch from the corner of the mattress, and dumped its contents onto the bed by pulling the bottom of the pouch.

"Alright, stop kicking it." Seeing Qian Jiyao endlessly kicking the dagger, Feng Yue picked it up and placed it on the table.

After galloping on horseback for half a day, Xiao Lingfeng took a deep breath of the pristine air, looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and as his heart gradually calmed down, he slowed the horse's pace.

Phoenix Cry Bird's phoenix eyes stared fixedly at the few of them, a trace of disdain flashing across the corners of its eyes. With just that little bit of strength, they dared to fight against it? They were truly courting death! Today, they absolutely could not be allowed to leave this place alive, or else how could it ever show its face here again?

Feeling the intense heat radiating from the spellfire, the magical beast retreated several steps. It naturally detested fire and thus harbored a deep fear of it.

After all, to formulate an antidote, one first had to figure out what ingredients were used in the poison in order to concoct a cure based on those substances.