Chapter 54

Of the four experts, Berenlang and Tang died tragic deaths, and Cheney became my business partner, leaving only the one in front of me with whom I had yet to have an in-depth exchange.

Upon meeting Wu Guangxin, Zhang Jinghui walked up slowly and gave a traditional half-bow instead of a military salute.

The local military and political figures who came to attend the meeting gloated on the sidelines. Some astute yet simple-minded individuals even began pondering how to unite the salt merchants to overthrow Zhao.

At the same time, he finally understood why Zhang Yiqin had helped him build the villa here, and even assisted him with certain matters. This also made Niu Niu realize why his old man and the village chief had acted so strangely back then—it turned out they were all concealing this matter.

Hearing the young man's miserable scream, Old Zhang's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of foreboding washed over him. The tremendous thud sounded as if some heavy object had crashed onto the ground, but with the wind and rain obstructing his view, he couldn't see clearly for a moment.

Up until now, Liu Xiaoyu was not entirely sure how many things had been cultivated within his spatial dimension, knowing only that there were many—a great many. What depressed Liu Xiaoyu was that while there were plenty of items of excellent quality, he could only sell them stealthily, little by little. He dared not sell too much at once nor price them too cheaply, for fear of attracting unnecessary attention.

Right at that moment, news came from Commander Zhao's side: the soldiers guarding the Lost Soul Valley had spotted the trace of the giant snake. This could be considered quite good news.

Even in high school, students who caused serious trouble were generally given such punishments, yet in the end, they still managed to take the college entrance examination.

Though possessing an elven appearance, Lina's silent posture and the ghoul standing quietly behind her clearly proclaimed her identity.

Wei Shaoyun hurriedly shook him off and steadied his mind, only then remembering that Helian Rong was sitting in the carriage behind with the old madam and the others.

Fu Yunqi's expression flickered between annoyance and a demonic charm. A flash of killing intent crossed the depths of his eyes for a split second, but he ultimately held it back, did nothing, turned around, and left.

Zhao Yun was quite satisfied as her facial expressions shifted continuously, becoming wonderfully expressive, her jaw hanging open in a daze.

"Charge! Help me charge at the enemy first; once I turn back around, I will definitely join forces with you," Umu said inwardly with a faint smile as he sprinted forward.

The tea was boiling hot. Although the weather prevented it from causing severe scalds when splashed out, it was still scalding. After taking a faceful of the hot liquid, Liu Qiang let out a howl, fell backward, and crashed to the ground.

Then she too squatted down beside Su Changtian, drew a small stove from her universe pouch, lit the fire, and tossed items into the stove one by one.

"If that is the case, many thanks to Senior Wuming!" Upon hearing this, Nie Feng pondered for a moment and immediately prepared to accept Wuming's goodwill.

While Guan Xiaojun and Zhang Xinjiejie were talking, both Guan Yunshan and Chang Defu pricked up their ears to listen closely. Therefore, although Guan Xiaojun and Zhang Xinjie spoke in low voices, the two of them still managed to catch the gist of it.

For a long time, he had lacked a clear understanding of Zhang Zhiping's true strength, but he knew very well that any cultivator of the same rank who could withstand two or three of Zhang Zhiping's moves was already a top expert in the Deity Transformation stage. Could the being now capable of battling Zhang Zhiping be the Demon Lord himself in person?

Moreover, this truth seemed to be known only to the Third Young Master himself, and he apparently had no intention of telling Miss Wen Qingchen just yet.

Never expecting Wen Qingchen to admit her fault so readily, Yin Chenjue had no idea how to handle such an unpredictable Wen Qingchen.

Niu Qingshan initially struggled, shouted, and cursed incessantly, even attempting to threaten Chen Yuan with demonic blood and demonic sects.

Therefore, he never imagined that simply strolling out for a walk would lead him to capture this supreme being. It was hard to tell whether his luck was remarkably good or utterly terrible.

It was not until Han Shanzhang walked far away that he remembered he had drawn many talismans intended as protective charms for her, only to miss the chance to give them away.

Stowing away the destiny bead, Ning Feng cast a faint glance at the ruins stretching across the ground. With a twitch of his left eyelid, his figure flickered and he vanished rapidly from the spot.

A moment later, he quietly captured a figure and, after moving far away from the ancient village, set the person down.

Zhao Qian did not mind and tried to unbend his tightly clenched fists. However, the fists merely struggled slightly, resisting being pulled open, and refused to open obediently.

Chen Yu laughed out loud and was about to lift the lid of the cauldron when another roar resounded in his ears. A massive handprint pressed down from above, and with a violent shock, slammed him and the cauldron deep into the ground. The soil on the island was loose, and under such a heavy blow, a three-foot wave of mud erupted beneath his feet.

"Want to save him? Just kneel down, and I will let him go. How about that?" the robed old man slowly said.

"What, you think you can stop me?" The praying mantis rubbed its evil, menacing "Z"-shaped scythe-like blades together in front of its chest. The grating friction sound pierced into Big Brother's ears step by step, making him—already feeling guilty—all the more terrified.

Faced with Master Liu's question, Master Niu paused. He had two reasons for appreciating Yao Tiantian, neither of which was suitable to voice in front of a crowd.

By the time Ning Xuecheng reacted, Luan Yu had already been seized by Lu Hubao, who still wore a calm expression, hoisted up effortlessly like a rabbit.

Following this angry shout, chilling sword auras and blade lights surged violently from the black torrent, shrouding the entire city like a canopy blocking the sky.

Mo Yunchen took a deep breath, knowing that ever since Jiang Qingqiu appeared, he had stood no chance of killing Li Ruobai.