Chapter 30

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Following her gaze, he saw several bodyguards sent by Li Juefeng, each of them watching him nervously.

Gnashing his teeth, Qi Feng said, “Lord Daiping has a high fever. Even his written order won’t do? If anything goes wrong, you’ll regret ever being born!” As he spoke, he reached into his pocket, pretending to take out Daiping’s warrant.

Li Mi had already concluded that Cheng Yaojin was almost certainly doomed. Although he was secretly pleased to be rid of another man he disliked, he was also troubled by how he would explain the matter to the Song Clan. Cheng Yaojin’s sudden return brought Li Mi a long sigh of relief, but above all, it filled him with dread.

This personal guard unit could intimidate the Salt Gang from within, preventing its members from harboring treacherous thoughts. Externally, it was a secret weapon for dealing with enemies. Just imagine it: if there were a force composed entirely of martial arts experts, then even against a top-tier master like You Niaojuan, their opponent might well be forced to flee in disgrace.

Gazing at the Turkic camp before him, Cheng Yaojin drew a deep breath and steadied his nervous emotions. His conversation with Li Shimin had given him a wildly audacious idea: he would come here to persuade the Turkic khan to withdraw his troops.

By now, the ambiguous atmosphere had reached its peak. Pan Haodong wasted no time on superfluous words. He pulled her tightly into his arms and lowered his lips to her alluring red mouth.

Was there really any need to make things so complicated? Liu Mengyao asked herself as she ate. Yet she did not think about it any further. After all, they had already gone this far. Even so, she still found herself complaining inwardly from time to time.

Vermilion Bird had already arranged for agents from the branch office to use every resource at the base, along with informants outside, to investigate Hua Feihu. They had more or less deduced the reason behind his betrayal and where he intended to go.

Gongyang Hui’s words caused an uproar among the crowd, heightening their excitement even further. At the same time, everyone turned toward the doorway, waiting for Xu Kuangming to appear and the spectacle to begin.

By the time the air had been changed and breakfast finished, the hour hand had already reached ten. After dragging things out for so long, it was probably time to get into work mode.

Fortunately, the Wu Clan’s physical bodies were immune to invasion, and they possessed no primordial spirits. Thus, everything had its natural counter: the blood aura and killing intent of the Sea of Blood were useless against the Ancestral Witches.

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Before leaving, he did not forget to bend down and pick up the severed arm. Otherwise, if the tigers that had caught its scent and come charging over ate it, there would be no hope of reattaching it.

Fang Hao returned the sword to Yasuo. She accepted Windscar without saying anything, then walked off to the side.

Lu Guang helped Tuoba Shen, who had drunk the kudzu-root decoction but still felt groggy, out of the secluded courtyard. Only after standing in the cold wind for quite some time did Tuoba Shen feel his mind begin to clear.

Besides, there was the advantage of being like water: water did not compete for gain, yet nourished all things. As for the Ancestor of the Four Seas, Taichu was certain he would not die. Taichu’s previous pursuit had probably been the closest the Ancestor of the Four Seas had ever come to death and destruction. He would likely never experience such a close call again.

“Hmph! If I die, you won’t get off easy either. Explode!”

The Profound Water Ancestor saw that his life force was about to run out, while Taichu showed no intention of sparing him.

“Who wants to go first?” Dao Keling smiled at all the outer disciples and waved a hand, looking utterly carefree.

Moreover, the waiting period had been far too long. From the moment of death during the Battle between Dao and Demon to Houtu’s transformation into reincarnation after the War between the Witches and Demons, an immense span of time had passed, while Xuan Song’s method of nurturing had been inadequate.

A gleam of golden light flashed through Wang Hao’s eyes. Every path taken by Lingxiao’s sword appeared clearly within his vision; even the sword aura clinging to the blade was visible in exquisite detail.

Lu You’s bearing was cold and severe, as though a god of slaughter had descended. The oppressive atmosphere lasted for a full two minutes before he slowly exhaled. The vicious aura surrounding him gradually dissipated, but the chill in his eyes did not lessen in the slightest. Instead, it grew even more intense.

“Heh heh, I knew you didn’t know about this.” Deng Lanyue wore an expression that said she had expected as much.

“No. I think we should call the police first. It would be best not to tamper with the evidence.” Wang Li spoke with solemn righteousness.

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However, in Xu Zhuang’s view, the fundamental problem troubling Xu Zhi was not some opportunity involving an immortal abode, but a form of restraint rooted deep within his nature.

Meng Qi’s body jerked to a halt. Fortunately, the arrow had not struck a vital point. He cursed furiously, endured the excruciating pain, and continued running toward the mountains.

When Divine General Du spoke those words with a grave expression, he also gave Lu You and Mu Yucheng a military salute.

In truth, he had never fallen asleep. He had only pretended to sleep because he did not know how to face her. Then he heard her get up and go to the bathroom, where she remained for a long time, accompanied by the steady sound of splashing water. Worried that something might have happened, he came over to check.

After all, he had ventured deep into enemy territory alone, then slipped away under the watchful eyes of enemies who outnumbered him several times over.

Their next idea—to imitate Zhuang Xiangyi’s actions—was directly strangled in its cradle by the black-and-white ghostly beings.

Boss He shuddered inwardly and shook his head helplessly. He knew that once the chance to plead for mercy was missed, there would be absolutely no room for maneuver.

With a single announcement, peace descended across the land. Though Han Bing had achieved it with the aid of machinery, there was no denying that he had done so. Of course, it was also connected to the topic of Lin Feng’s withdrawal from the competition. The news had come without the slightest warning, and everyone wanted to understand what had happened.

Although Chongzhou was a thousand miles from Jiaozhou Bay in Shandong, it was even two thousand miles from Jinhai. Whatever happened in Qingzhou or Jinhai seemed beyond the reach of the Jiangdong Left Army; likewise, if something happened in Chongzhou or Dongyang, the army stationed in Jinhai appeared equally unable to intervene.

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