Chapter 34

Lü Meng surveyed the silent streets of Jingzhou, then dashed toward a shop. He kicked the door open and ordered his soldiers to enter with torches, only to find the room empty and devoid of anything of value.

Taking a sudden step forward, he unleashed an overwhelming pressure like a surging tide. The dozen men before him turned pale, recognizing the terrifying power they could not hope to resist, realizing that after finally catching up to Su Yingxue, their efforts had come to nothing.

At this moment, Bai Sen finally confirmed the identity of this massive creature: it was undoubtedly a tyrant. Thus, he acted decisively.

Of course, this was only temporary; there was no telling when Chu Feng might decide to discipline this giant crustacean.

As for magical artifacts, he rarely used them. First, he feared exposing his identity, as many of the spiritual weapons in his storage ring were acquired through less than honorable means—sometimes he himself forgot where he had obtained them. Second, he had yet to find any that suited his style.

After leaving these words behind, Cang Jinsheng did not linger and turned to leave. Yet, after taking only two steps, his figure vanished into thin air—without warning, soundlessly, and leaving no trace behind.

If the hundreds of millions of viewers in his livestream could see such "majestic momentum" only for him to pull back, they would be stunned.

Jiang De was quite satisfied with Shi Qian’s arrangements; after all, in this era, achieving such things was no small feat.

"Our cultivation levels are not high. At most, we can only utilize two or three tenths of the accumulated power of Mount Emei over the last millennium," the eldest monk said.

"What is it?" Fan Zhongyan, not in the mood for pleasantries, asked You Jingyan directly.

"Fishy, you’ve made so much money, shouldn't you repay your brother A-Long?" A-Long sat in the driver's seat, smiling as he watched the Hong Kong dollars in Wang Jing's hands, even putting on a show of drooling.

Xiao Fei was not merely offering empty flattery; these were his genuine feelings. No matter the time or place, what Xiao Fei loved most were the things of the Xia Kingdom.

"Fine, I agree to your terms. Tell me what you need me to do!" Yang Jiekai clenched his fists tightly, gritting his teeth.

Every inch of his dark iron bones had been fractured; had it not been for the partial support and repair provided by his yellow crystal bones, his entire skeletal structure would have likely been reduced to powder by now.

Murong Xueyi’s farewell tour consisted of few stops, mostly circling the major cities across the country. East Sea was the final destination, which was why traffic was particularly congested tonight. Many of her die-hard fans had driven from other provinces just to support her one last time.

The gentle night breeze suddenly strengthened, howling through the air. The river water churned instantly, whipping up angry waves that crashed against the shore with a roar.

Nie Fenghua was somewhat puzzled, but when Xiao Qi pushed the door open himself, she saw that a table full of food and wine had already been prepared.

Chen Meng emerged from inside. Despite the heavy snow outside, she could not sleep without bathing after such grueling labor, though she had not expected to run into Li Yi upon stepping out.

"Mother, why did you summon me?" Nie Fenghua sat beside Madam Wang; only here could she find some semblance of the familial affection she had lacked.

Only after increasing the distance between them did she realize it was Li Yi. Tang Mengying’s face flushed again; she had not expected to have been sleeping on her side, so close to his face.

With a hissing sound, the spear dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sheer power of that corrosion shocked everyone present.

Qin Yun was severely injured by Red Rose’s self-detonation, while Qin Feng was left heartbroken and devastated. After a heated verbal confrontation, Qin Yun cast Qin Feng out of the Qin family.

After leaving Huangjue Town, only Zi Xiao remained. After Xing Yun and Liu Shui were defeated, they had retreated in different directions.

In his mind, a thick, blood-red nerve pulsed, and Qin Ge’s legs surged toward Chu Xiongfei at a speed beyond his own control.

If not for the trace of Die Wu’s will within me, I would not even be able to lift a stone bucket, let alone carry water.

A man shouted and hurled a rock at Su Xuan. Su Xuan spun his body, kicked the stone in mid-air, and sent it flying back. With a loud boom, it struck the man square in the face, leaving him bloodied and broken.

The detoxifying pill had initially suppressed most of the Gu poison, but the toxin was too perverse; it had adapted to the pill within a few days and was now beginning to backlash. Had his body not been enveloped by Su Xuan’s internal energy, he would have already perished.

While at the Ethereal Palace, Su Qian had requested ten pills from Luo Yinhong. Throughout their journey, if not for the life-sustaining pills, Lin Bin would have already met the King of Hell.

After driving away the thugs, Wu Yi saw the performing children looking at him with admiration, and a sense of satisfaction surged within him. Thinking they must be hungry, he took them to a steamed bun stall.

For the longest time, Shen Yu had only felt that the Immortal Spring possessed regenerative properties and, of course, whitening effects; he had truly never paid attention to anything else.

The Maldives, having just experienced a terrorist attack, was filled with police patrols on high alert. Although there were no fatalities in this attack, the people in the city were gripped by anxiety, moving about with caution and fear.

The Senluo Ghost Realm—"Senluo" implies a vast and gloomy expanse. Here, with the heavens and earth transformed, there was no such thing as the sun.

The Night Owl was currently in an unattackable state, unlike a certain lecherous uncle from before who, while displayed as friendly, could be attacked. If any player were foolish enough to try, it was essentially equivalent to quitting the game immediately, with absolutely no chance of a restart.

Fortunately, the Space-Time Contract provided him with the appearance of this sacred equipment, so he was not entirely without a clue.

In any case, his goal was clear: Fashalia. The combat power comparison between Xu Yu and Fashalia was roughly a toss-up. It was mainly because Xu Yu had never seen Fashalia’s formal combat stance and did not know her weaknesses, hence the even odds. If he had known, it might have been seven to three.

By 2014, the Ocean Authority ordered the closure of many waterways to control the carp population and proposed an 18 billion dollar plan, but the plan was too radical and was ultimately rejected.