Chapter 29: Falling into the Water

Shi Chuchu was not particularly skilled at swimming.

Swimming alone was no problem, but trying to retrieve a cub as solid and heavy as an iron counterweight from a sea churned by raging waves was clearly beyond her strength.

Yet she had no choice. Long Xiaobao was her cub. Though the succubus race was notoriously indifferent to blood ties, it was not so heartless that they could watch one of their own young fall into danger and do nothing.

In the salty, briny seawater, Shi Chuchu forced her eyes wide open and searched anxiously.

However, Yin Feng was not left gloomy for long. At last, he spotted what looked like an oasis. Without giving it much thought, he flew straight toward it.

For some inexplicable reason, a trace of sorrow welled up in Yin Feng’s heart. His cultivation was pitifully weak; in the path of cultivation, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was still at the stage of an infant learning to speak. Even so, he could tell that, with the body withered to such an extent, it would probably be very difficult for the old man’s foundation of the Dao to recover.

Knowing full well that she could never again take human form, he had nevertheless forced her to sign a spirit-beast contract, claiming that it was for her sake—for A-Zhu’s sake.

With the short-haired guest’s scientific competence, even if he conducted research for another thousand years, he probably still would not arrive at any conclusion of value.

The Stubborn Donkey had originally been a long-term laborer on a landlord’s estate. The landlord was famously miserly and made him do every kind of work imaginable. He even refused to use a donkey to turn the mill, making the man pull it himself, and gave him the nickname Black Donkey.

Wen Rong got into the car and kept glancing back, hoping they were not being followed. Unfortunately, the car behind them continued to trail them.

Hu Zha precisely caught the faint glimmer in the bushes and the wisp of smoke that vanished in an instant. He aimed the muzzle of his rifle in that direction, silently calculating all the adjustments required to raise the barrel and fire.

The intelligence adviser’s primary task at present was to monitor the military movements of the intelligent entities and obtain first-hand military intelligence by every available means.

Judging by the size of the Ferocious Demon King, that length was at most twice the height of a Ferocious Demon King.

“Keep spouting nonsense and I’ll cut out your tongue!” The rabbit demon was furious and utterly helpless, but there was no point arguing with someone who knew nothing of the facts.

Military affairs had always been of the utmost importance to Ji Xi. Yet in this delicate situation, they meant nothing to her. The only thing that truly mattered was Ji Yuan.

Over the next few days, the Feather Emperor Hall and the Two Forms Palace formed an alliance. Dan Wu and Xiya became co-rulers of the Eighteen Heavens, equal in status.

The memorial reached the Ministry of War, where Zhao Qian took it extremely seriously. The following day, he presented Ji Xi’s memorial before the court, sparking a heated discussion.

Compared with cultivating through the use of soul stones, this primitive method of cultivation was so slow that it was utterly infuriating.

Only after launching this attack did Gu Ruoxu take advantage of the clash between the two assaults to teleport Ling Wu and Ling Tianxing out of harm’s way.

They had already agreed the previous night that only Ling Chen and Ji Wuya would go to meet that so-called young sect master.

When Xiao Ye finished speaking, he casually opened the trash bag. Inside was a heap of snow-white objects.

Sand and stones flew everywhere. The two men swung their weapons as they fought from the sky all the way down to the ground. The chaotic, searing force of the hurricane spread over a vast area, and the volcanic scorpions surrounding them retreated far away, watching tensely from a distance.

“Nether Heaven Emperor, do you still remember me?” From within the enormous vortex of clouds high above came an ethereal voice, its words filled with majesty.

After Nanlan Meier finished speaking, she lightly touched the ground with the tips of her toes. Graceful as a startled swan, she soon vanished from Li Huai’s sight.

“Father, since you know there is something wrong with Mu Yan’s identity, why did you still make him one of the Eight Peak Lords? You should know that they are the lifeblood of the Glazed Sacred Land. If any of the Eight Main Peaks were destroyed, our Glazed Sacred Land would be finished.”

“Uh… is that not allowed? Judging by appearances, I’d say he’s probably from some ancient dynasty on the continent. At the very least, he should be a peak Venerable.” Long Tianqi rubbed his head.

Jingyi was driving when she saw Qiuqiu’s eyes suddenly flash with blue light and the creature lunge forward. She immediately shouted in a low voice, “Prepare for battle!” Then she slammed her foot down on the accelerator and drove forward. Wu Yingying and Director You immediately opened their handbags at the sound, seized the pistols inside, and racked the slides with a sharp click.