Chapter 52

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Under the tutelage of Hu Ran and White Wuchang over so many days, I came to understand the detailed hierarchical divisions. Even among ghost kings, there are different ranks—some high, some low—much like the disparity between the old ghosts of the Zhang family and the King of Yushan. Ten old ghosts from the Zhang family tied together couldn’t withstand three blows from the King of Yushan.

Hair, endless strands of hair, shimmered under the sunlight with a unique luster, as strong as steel cables. The other end of the hair was embedded in a corpse, piercing through it, yet not a drop of blood flowed out.

If a person’s heart and chest maintain a spirit of righteous justice, then they will fear nothing and grow stronger naturally.

Chen Tian’an felt that Chen Anxia was still angry, yet also sensed she had largely forgiven him.

“Auntie, Leilei wants to sleep now,” he rubbed his eyes, truly sleepy this time.

As the driver’s side door opened, a chilling murderous intent swept over me, sending a cold shiver down my spine. I noticed Jiang Chuxue had already lowered the puppet, her ten fingers fluttering nimbly like a pipa player.

In truth, Ye Shuyun’s meat dumplings were far more delicious than the vegetarian ones. The pork was tender and fragrant, never greasy no matter how many you ate; each bite left a lingering aroma on the lips and teeth.

“Fang Jun, you bastard!” Shen Rou shouted angrily at Fang Jun. After uttering those words, tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes. Given Shen Rou’s usual gentle nature, to say such things showed how deeply angered she truly was.

Absolute silence—deathly silence. Quiet enough to hear the driver sipping coffee. I dared not even breathe.

Matsushita deftly twisted his body, evading the giant python’s strike which bore down with deadly intent. He then smoothly drew his ninja blade and sliced at the python’s tail.

Zhaocai sniffed disdainfully, curling his mustache. Luo Yuhan must have emerged from a dream with her mind shattered, becoming so pretentious and repulsive. She used to call Mu Li by name, yet today she suddenly switched to calling him the King of the Underworld.

Before the words were fully out, Feng Yun shot forward like an arrow from a bowstring. His force was skillfully controlled—neither too exaggerated nor too subtle. Since there were a few ordinary people around, if asked later, they could just say he was a martial artist practicing.

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The Divine Farmer Cauldron had lived countless years and naturally knew much, especially now in its prime.

It seemed the Earth God Temple was not entirely deserted. Of the other three Earth Gods, two were rather useless, with only the eldest brother truly formidable. The power of this divine artifact alone surpassed the combined might of the other two Earth Gods’ relics. The Earth God Temple’s foothold in the vast Heavenly Realm probably depended entirely on this Eastern Earth God.

Suddenly, gale-force winds swept across, dust swirling into a great cloud that surged onward toward the distance.

“I’ve been driving ride-hailing cars along this airport road for so long. There’s no way they’re coming after me. If they’re not after you or me, then there’s nothing to worry about. Whatever happens, happens!” The driver lazily dismissed the matter with a few casual words.

The Water Otter’s Shell Blade was highly compatible with many sword skills of the Sword Saint profession, such as the Charge Slash, Triple Slash, and Crescent Moon Slash.

The original video showed a one-on-one basketball showdown between myself and Jia Dao at the playground of Magic City Medical University.

“If I want to leave, you must find a way to stop me, okay?” Ling Han sniffled.

A check revealed that all land within a 500-meter radius centered on this plot had been bought up a year in advance.

Butler: …So can I still deliver food to the prince? Is the prince planning to live alone with Bu Yuege?

Since this mountain was barren, covered only with grass and rocks, it was easy to carve a road out with an excavator.

No matter how stealthy one’s cultivation, human eyes easily betray their true feelings. At such times, avoiding eye contact is the safest tactic.

If the Sect of Interception wished, it could completely bypass the capital and the Yanyun region, using this place as a springboard to exert influence internally.

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Tomorrow, Uncle will hire a tutor; learning while doing, it’s not as terrifying as I had imagined.

Zhuo Shengkong clearly feared Bai Xuanzhe, so he expressed the situation ambiguously to draw everyone’s attention.

Shen Yanqing lifted her head, her eyes like pear blossoms in rain, tears soaking her cheeks, her face flushed like peach blossoms after a shower—delicate yet vulnerable, evoking deep sympathy.

“What are you shaking your head for? Did I say something wrong?” Gu Ruotong asked as Gu Ziyi remained silent, shaking his head and sighing repeatedly.

Tang Zhaonian returned home and sat at his desk, the dying man’s cries still echoing in his ears.

Just awakened, Jun Hui was still dazed. After a while, she recalled the events of the previous day, tilting her head slightly toward Gu Chen, who was tending to her wounds.

All eyes remained fixed on her, and amid the murmurs in the hall were stories about her deeds.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan’s face fell, embarrassed. He glanced awkwardly at the surrounding servants, forcing a smile as he approached Chen Rang.

Originally, Kikimaru Eiji had been watching the two of them run laps, but then Qian Zhengzhi suddenly said, “Meow? What do you mean by ‘ruined’?”