Chapter 165: I Don't Need You, I Can Handle It Myself

When Cao Mang returned to the Zhou family estate, it was already near dawn, and he was surprised to find several women from the Xu family waiting for him.
The events of the previous night had terrified them, leaving them utterly exhausted from a sleepless night, yet they stubbornly insisted on undergoing the blessing ritual.
Preoccupied and in a foul mood because of Jinghui, Cao Mang called them into the room one by one for the so-called blessing ceremony, until finally, it was the turn of the young girl who had been possessed.
She was the most frightened of all...

Hearing her words, Lu Runjun shook her head; Lady Qu was truly only capable of resorting to such petty, underhanded tricks.

Tang Li recalled a thousand years ago, the day he entered the Sacred Academy and took Hu Xiaoping as his master, when all the senior disciples celebrated with him. Looking back now, those people had been utterly hypocritical.

The sound seemed to originate precisely from the spot where the star had been disintegrating. The two of them hurriedly patrolled the airspace surrounding the area.

To the ear, it sounded entirely normal, nothing more than a lingering resonance that wrapped around the senses and refused to dissipate for a long time. Yet, on the level of the primordial spirit, that single sword chime was as deafening as the very first sound of creation when heaven and earth were first split apart.

Returning to her courtyard, the night was already deep. After washing up, Lu Runjun sat on the heated brick bed, while several of her personal maids remained awake.

Guo Yang was quite accustomed to such situations, and thus he was well aware that some people simply had no sense of shame.

Do not assume that the armies of the nobility consisted solely of knightly orders; they could also mobilize their tenant farmers and recruit mercenaries.

Vague and blurred memories continually flooded his mind. Those shattered fragments of memory showed no consideration for Yunxiao, forcibly merging with him. Yet, there was nothing concrete to be found—only hazy, chaotic memories that arose to cause a throbbing ache in the depths of his brain.

In the mid-air, Yunxiao stood grasping his sword, an intense and matchless sword intent seemingly poised to pierce through the very fabric of space. A fierce, sword-like aura radiated outward with formidable pressure. At the tip of the longsword gripped in his hand, a string of vibrant, rolling red blood droplets continuously dripped downward, smashing deep craters into the ground below.

"Reality is often stranger than legends! Young Master Duan, you should know this feeling deeply." Lin Anzhi said to Duan Yu, causing Duan Yu to feel somewhat flattered. Remembering the process by which he had acquired the Northern Darkness Demonic Art and the Lingbo Weibu steps, Duan Yu could not help but nod in agreement.

A terrifying shockwave rippled outward in all directions. Across the sky, demonic star after demonic star plummeted directly onto the earth, causing the heavens to shatter and the earth to rupture in a cataclysmic, world-ending spectacle.

Whether to counter the Asuras or to ensure that they could safely return to Canglan before the Linyuan Secret Realm was destroyed, she had to find a way to preserve the spirit of the Linyuan Secret Realm.

It was as if it were silently telling her: unless this karmic obstacle was eradicated and this deep grievance resolved, she would merely be living another vain life in this lifetime, destined to die with everlasting regret.

Such a courtyard lush with spiritual energy was precisely what Li Xiaoyao desperately needed. Thanks to a Gathering Spirit Grass growing there, the spiritual energy was several times denser than anywhere else, making it exceptionally suited for cultivation. Li Xiaoyao was confident that within this courtyard, he would be able to break through to the middle stage of Qi Refining in no time.

Mid-sentence, Li Xiaoyao suddenly made his move. With his left hand, he grabbed the collar of Wei Hu's robe, while his other hand simultaneously seized Wei Hu's legs, instantly hoisting him horizontally toward the window by the wall.

The gossiping onlookers finally understood that Chu Ning and Lin Shihan were not at all what they had imagined.

Suddenly treated in such a manner by a friend she thought she could trust, Luo Yan, who was always sensitive, suddenly felt deeply hurt and even somewhat aggrieved.

Therefore, when they discovered that the people landing near them were disciples of the Medicine King Valley, they were practically ecstatic.

You must be joking—Li Xiaoyao needed to use spiritual talismans to treat illnesses; how could he possibly let such people witness it?

The content of the proclamation roughly stated that I was impersonating the Underworld Emperor of the Netherworld, a capital crime deserving of execution. Thus, this public notice served to place a bounty and issue a warrant for my arrest across both the mortal and nether realms.