Chapter 62: The Grave Robber
Su Meiqi looked pale as she pulled Cao Mang aside to whisper.
"Xiao Se called me, saying he could rescue all the imprisoned members of the Su family, but the price is for me to become his lover."
Qiu Yumeng, who had followed them, was equally furious. "He even tried to seduce me—I'm livid!"
A flash of menace passed through Cao Mang's eyes...
Mo Qianxia’s face was filled with panic and unease, her pupils vacant, hands covering her ears. Lin Mohan gently stroked her back, hoping to soothe her.
"I am his junior apprentice, but I am not a student at the academy. My teacher is Duanmu Minghuo," Huohua said.
"Uncle Zhang, I never expected your first rescue would be for such a beautiful young lady!" Zhang Fan smiled at Uncle Zhang behind him.
My grandfather’s words unlocked many mysteries for me. After all, people must face all sorts of things, confront those unexpected events.
"A landmine? I’m an atomic bomb—if I explode, you’ll be terrified," Su Yinyin looked at her brother with disdain.
She had finally reached this point; the drama must now continue along the path of fate. Thinking this way, her peaceful life of seven years was likely about to come to an end.
As she spoke, she swung her golden chain and tossed Qu Qingyou aside. The chain twisted like an agile serpent, clinking loudly as it collided with Qu Qingyou’s twin swords from a distance.
Liang Shan stormed along the road, but most of his anger had dissipated by the time he arrived. He calmed himself and apologized.
Liang Shan stopped speechlessly when he saw the situation, then turned once more toward Ji Min. He thought to himself that Ji Mingshan nearly got double-disciplined, which was somewhat connected to him, so taking care of Ji Min could be considered making amends.
Though Guo Xihao had kept his eyes closed from the pain just now, he seemed to perceive everything outside in a hazy way.
In the interstellar age, actors, singers, and idols are three distinct professions, almost entirely unconnected.
Hearing the loud honking from behind, Ergou’s expression grew even more smug. He swayed from side to side and occasionally slammed on the brakes, causing the Lamborghini behind him to behave like a bull being led by the nose, forced to obey Ergou’s commands.
Not long after, nine stretchers appeared at the entrance to the military camp, each carrying someone—among them, Leopard and his men.
When the four entered a hundred feet into the Underworld, the surrounding mountain rock grew increasingly scorching. The golden wheel melted the stone faster as it absorbed heat, and after the time it takes to burn two sticks of incense, Zhang Ruyun heard strange echoes from the rocks ahead. Suddenly, the space opened up, his body felt lighter, and he had slipped into a secret chamber within the mountain’s belly.
He knew that the Third Young Master of the South had married recently, but he never imagined the bride would be Leng Feixin.
Now the king had confirmed that this was indeed the case; the trial had begun the moment they entered, and invisible tests were also a form of ordeal. The unknown itself was a test.
Hearing the other side say all this, Zhao Xu realized he had caused trouble. Looking at the people before him, Zhao Xu kept waving his hands in a desperate plea.
Nevertheless, the violent surge of imperial energy still posed considerable danger—of course, this was only true for martial artists below the pinnacle of Sect Realm. Those possessing the strength of a Sect Realm master could pass unimpeded.
Lin Zetian mused that besides the universally acknowledged Yang Realm, which is the world of the living, there is also the Yin Realm, inhabited by ghosts. Though the two realms are separated, there are places where they intersect, which helps souls transition to the Yin Realm after death.
Professionals above Lv5 possess powers far beyond ordinary humans. That man, though he had only briefly confronted a professional, must have had at least Lv10 strength; it was quite unexpected that he killed only fifteen ordinary people.