158 The Old Lady’s Eloquence

I always thought this world was devoid of deities. Yet, ever since I acquired the bloodline legacy of Guyid, followed by the appearance of the Silver-Ash Blood-Devouring inheritance, the divine cast gold coins, the mysterious thin paper, the emergence of Dark Rhodes, and now the angel guardian spirit, I feel the world has undergone a profound transformation.

Little did I expect that the Beast-Taming Sect actually resides within the borders of the Great Qin Dynasty, standing proudly as one of the top ten sacred sects.

The old man suddenly soared into the air like a wild goose, stretching out his hands in a desperate attempt to grab the Fire-Scale Sword from behind Duan Lang.

Yang Xiao nodded in response, and the three of them quickly walked toward the food section. Leaving aside Wu Xiaojing, Ye Zhenxiong also harbored an ominous premonition, feeling increasingly certain that the longer he stayed here, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

"Damn it, my back!" Chu Qian supported his waist as he stepped down from the bed. A patch of seductive red stained the pristine white sheets, and the entire room was in utter disarray.

Seeing her sister's bizarre expression, Long Qingqing knew she was trapped in a situation where she could never clear her name, yet she still wanted to explain herself to her sister.

"She was the one who told me! She said when the night of the full moon arrived, I should be careful and keep her under control. How the hell was I supposed to know she would turn out like this?" Yun Mochu could no longer endure Night Wan's interrogation, even resorting to vulgarities in her frustration.

A sudden howling gale swept across, making the wild weeds look desolate. The slanting rays of the setting sun shone upon the crumbling walls, casting a foul and dreary aura. Wei Long let out another cry, a sound so shrill and heart-rending. The source of the cry came from deep within the palace.

Having heard this, Song Jingyu finally let go of the anxiety weighing on her mind. With her own hands, she tidied everything up for her and gently carried her back to her room to rest.

At that moment, the voice that had been cursing in front of the fire escape earlier finished chugging its beer and burst into hearty laughter.

"Big sister, there's a bad uncle over there staring at you." Liu Hui and Ling Lang happened to be sitting opposite each other. When Liu Hui glanced up, she spotted a young man gazing in their direction. She frowned slightly, but seeing no peculiar expression on his face, she figured perhaps their conversation as sisters had inadvertently disturbed someone.

No matter how hard Su Dai tried, he simply could not believe that Li Zheng could achieve such an unbelievable feat. The main army was on the march, but he and his trusted generals from Kucha remained inside his ornately decorated commander's tent, repeatedly asking his scouts to verify the authenticity of the reports.

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In the afternoon, I decided to first go check on Old Xi. Calculating the time, Old Xi should have returned by now. That guy probably wouldn't bother to contact me proactively, so I might as well go look for him. Sure enough, upon arrival, I found the shop already open, and Old Xi was busy working inside.

A moment ago, they were still clamoring with discontent, but at this very instant, they had grown completely docile, not uttering a single word.

Xiao Yu and Liu Fuxiang, who had followed Xiao Fan into the Water Curtain Cave, blinked their beautiful eyes at this sight, and then stared ahead with utter shock.

Over the past few days, Wang Zhi had not been idle either; instead, he and Xiumei were busy charting a navigational map. Coming all the way from Wakoku, this stretch of the sea map had never been properly marked out, and he decided to take this opportunity to complete it.

What on earth was the fortuitous encounter to break through to the tenth level of Qi Refining that the Senior Turtle spoke of? When would it finally present itself? If I fail to encounter this so-called destiny, will I choose to use a Foundation Establishment Pill to break through for the sake of the upcoming freshman grand competition?

"Can... can we find a quieter place to talk?" Murlei glanced around at the surrounding crowd and pleaded directly to Jiang Shan.

"That goes without saying. My father is the head of the Langling Xiao clan, so naturally, he has the final say."

"These clothes are antiques, miss! Every single stitch on them represents time and money. If you ruin them and refuse to take responsibility, who am I supposed to reason with? Use your family's shop and new house as collateral, and I'll give them to you." Friendship is friendship, but business is business; one cannot compromise one's integrity simply for the sake of friendship.

She could not see through Chen Nan's cultivation level. For now, the ten of them were in the same boat, and falling out would likely prove detrimental to the future course of events.

In such an environment, human survival was impossible—even for ninja, unless one had reached the strength of the Six Paths level.

Seeing Jiang Lan's wretched expression, Hu Bayi retaliated with a fierce slap, telling him not to make a fool of himself here. What was even more comical was that Mo Yuling's gaze also lingered on it for a moment before she lowered her head in shame.

Compared to human Heavenly Monarch powerhouses of the same tier, unless one possessed absolute martial arts techniques, facing a Tier 4 magical beast would leave even a Heavenly Monarch in a state of utter wretchedness.

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Before long, Li Xiaoyi quickly asked about everyone's condition, but they all reported being safe and sound. Checking further, no one had fallen behind, which perhaps served as the greatest consolation. Casting aside all hesitation, they immediately turned their light sources up to the maximum and looked around, only to find themselves back in that eerie, malevolent-looking Eye Temple.

Upon observing the changes across the entire island, Ling Shout was quite surprised, for human habitation had completely vanished from the island, turning it into an uninhabited land. Fortunately, many Pokémon still thrived here, preventing the Isle of Shamouti from becoming a lifeless dead zone.

He was indeed terrified. Although that Thunder-Light Sword strike had been deflected back at him, his own body had actually been injured by it as well. While he appeared fine on the surface, his heart and lungs were already ruptured; if he were to endure even the slightest bit more impact, he would likely die from catastrophic organ failure.

After countless rounds of combat, the Confucian Sword finally seized an opportunity and sliced the Kusanagi sword right in half.

"Good thing you know! When did you hook up with Luo Chenxi again, and why didn't you tell me?" Tu Huanqi asked with an angry expression.

After sitting down, I remained silent, while the cold beauty busily comforted one and then the scarf-wearing girl. Although the cold beauty held plenty of resentment toward the scarf-wearing girl, the latter was, after all, secretly in a relationship with me now.

Yet there was nothing to be done. Most censors and imperial historians were recommended by noble clans; which dog would ever ruin its master's grain?

Cheng Huailang had thrown the capital into chaos, shown no regard for state laws, and beaten the son of a high-ranking court minister... painting him out to be a thoroughly irredeemable scoundrel.

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