Volume 1, Chapter 27: Hello, Sister-in-law Su~

She hurriedly withdrew her gaze, tightened her grip on her crossbody bag, and prepared to leave. But after only a few steps, Gu Hanxiao suddenly called out to her.

The expression on Chu Han’s face instantly twisted. Clutching his shoulder, he staggered back five paces before finally managing to stop.

Just then, Suo Ou, already at the end of his strength, suddenly burst into strange, pale flames. They gave off no heat, yet Melkalius, in his soul form, felt incomparably warm.

She usually preferred spicy flavors, but even with today’s light meal, Luo Qimo happily finished everything.

Of the sects belonging to the Supreme Order, she had yet to make contact with only the Medicine Sect. She had encountered nearly all the others.

“I never would have guessed that such a terrifying mountain giant could be fooled with nothing more than a bottle of breath-concealing potion,” Suo Ou said with a sigh.

The impact of the bullet exceeded Liang Ye’s expectations, but it was still within what he could endure. His arm was merely somewhat numb.

Mu Yu glared fixedly at Feng Yunran, her eyes bulging as though she wished she could drag her into hell with her.

With Feng Yunran there, her faint fragrance mingled with the air, allowing him to sleep soundly. The tension eased from his brows and eyes.

In those days, only Lady Consort Gu had enjoyed such treatment. Unfortunately, over the years, Lady Consort Gu had brought the Gu Residence little benefit.

After Di Wuyou had been taken away, Di Mo was already consumed by jealousy toward Feng Yunran. Now that even his appearance had been thoroughly overshadowed by hers, his resentment and envy could no longer be suppressed.

Yang You nodded at the big yellow dog. When the head of the Ma Family had descended earlier, he had already notified the dog through divine sense, which was why it had arrived at the critical moment. After all, his cultivation was still too weak for him to deal with an immortal.

He had originally starved himself for an entire day so he could enjoy the finest bluefin tuna, but with Anbei Shuang beside him wearing a perpetually sorrowful expression, he failed to fill his stomach.

Even after fighting with all her might, Jing Ye could barely suppress the ensuing riot. The great battle lasted a full two hours before the rampaging demons were finally subdued.

Commander Gu had just torn open the projection of the world and was about to unleash his ultimate speed when, all of a sudden, a golden mountain tens of thousands of meters high descended from the heavens. Carrying the might to shatter heaven and earth, it came crashing down.

Qi Lie thought for a moment, then nodded repeatedly. He spread his arms and began flapping them, as though beating a pair of wings.

Because of the Sword of Time’s degenerative power, Zhen Shifeng’s body was already on the verge of collapse, while Fortriel no longer had enough energy to sustain the temporal reversal acting upon him.

Xing Tian was no less idle. He remained glued to Wu Jingtian, insisting on sparring with him, but his fanaticism left Wu Jingtian utterly miserable.

The armies arriving from the various nations of the Divine Capital were busy pitching camp, while the many experts of Mount Shu guarded both sides of the gorge and carved formations into place, unwilling to leave the dragon race any chance of survival.

He had encountered several World Lords in the vast universe. Every one of them had been a peerless figure among the Supreme Beings, their strength unfathomable. However powerful he was, before a World Lord he could only bow and scrape, hardly daring to breathe too loudly. Never had he imagined that, within this shattered world, he would witness the birth of a World Lord.

Yet the gesture was perfunctory in the extreme. He did not offer the customary bow, nor did he even bend his waist.

The Lu Xiangsheng of this spacetime was still merely the prefect of Daming. Moreover, having lost his father that year, he had only just returned home to observe mourning and filial mourning rites.

“She’s up in the mountains. I expect she’ll be back later. After all, she hit someone, so everyone is probably giving her a hard time up there,” Auntie Wang said evasively.

The two understood each other without saying a word. Knowing they were outmatched, they deliberately kept to the edge of the battlefield, denying Su Yue柔 any chance to force them back. At the same time, they harassed her with attacks that were neither painful nor threatening, turning the fight into a war of attrition.