Chapter 51

He seemed to be on the verge of saying more, but at that moment, Xia Mian gently interrupted. She looked into Chen Sinian's eyes, a trace of reminiscence lingering in her gaze.

Under his watchful eye, a faint, surging aura of demonic cultivators suddenly erupted and permeated the surroundings.

No sooner had he taken his seat than the madam of the house approached. He was a striking-looking middle-aged man. Weathered by the mundane world and accustomed to forcing smiles through the years, fine lines had gathered at the corners of his eyes. Yet his facial features remained delicate and handsome, faintly revealing the dashing charm of his youth.

Along the way, he had also collected quite a few wandering souls, stuffing them all into the Cosmos Sack to wait for the copper coin to wake up and absorb them.

A full musical troupe consisted of five hundred men, yet the rank of a false Major was half a grade higher than that of a Company Commander. The intention was to balance military authority and weight the influence of officers based on actual combat effectiveness.

That being said, why on earth did Zhuge Liang keep Li Xiu behind alone? Could it be to have him assist in handling affairs related to the Xianbei?

Once she had made the full round, she caught two more people resembling Lin Dong. This time, she did not wait for judgment from the villagers or the ancestral hall, but ended their lives herself with a single sweep of her sword.

As a leader within the Heavenly Demonic Sect who leaned toward cooperation with the Ming court, the courtesan Fuxiang likely wished to leverage her special relationship with him to serve as a bridge between the cult and the imperial government.

He held Lu Wan in his arms as he walked into the hotel. Passing by Sister Fang and the other two, Cheng Jingchen cast a cold, freezing glare in their direction.

At that moment, Shen Lang, holding a jar of fine wine, staggered up to Cui Yingying.

A casual glance swept across the crowd revealed tens of thousands of martial artists at the Heavenly Origin Realm, yet fewer than a hundred at the Creation Realm. This was far from normal for any eight-star sect.

However, stances and allegiances were easily altered, and since certain things had not been witnessed firsthand, he still harbored doubts about what Lucy had told him.

She made no mention of buying the young boy, nor did she even drop the name of her family, but simply climbed into the carriage with Lianqiao.

Qiao Yunxi cast a sideways glance at the Marquis of Dingguo, who had been staring at her with a gloomy expression, and with an exaggerated shrug, let out a light, haughty scoff through her nose.

Later, she learned from Luo Jie's account the heavy price he had paid just to acquire the Han family enterprise and stand by her side.

Lan Zongrong had fallen into a deep coma. The old man had dominated the world for half his life, grieved for half his life, and had now reached the very end of his mortal journey.

A ninth-rank alchemist capable of guiding him from the Creation Realm and predicting a breakthrough within a year—such a feat was beyond the reach even of Transcendence Realm martial artists.

She felt a brief panic. Although this was part of her plan, the sudden flare-up of fire poison had thrown her internal breath into chaos, potentially jeopardizing the opportunities that lay ahead.

Call it fierce, yet its plump little appearance was quite endearing. Call it cute, but it was venomous—the kind of venom that could prove fatal. At a loss for words, Mu Huan found herself struggling to describe this silver-scaled beast.

Luo Jun withdrew his spiritual sense, feeling a wave of exhaustion. Going a full day and night without rest while expending two million brain cells took a heavy toll on his cultivation.

He could feel the essence of earth-fiend surging wildly through his body, yet Luo Jun felt no pain whatsoever.

"Aren't you afraid that your stepdad will be terribly, terribly mean to you? He'll turn into a big bad wolf and eat you up," Shen Xia teased, waving her hands playfully.

"Thank you for your concern, Mother. I will," Song Yixiao acknowledged with a nod, took a sip of tea, and excused herself.

He surmised that the remnants of the Remnant God Palace must have split into two factions: one that strictly followed the deceased king's final commands to pass the heritage on to a fated successor, and another that sought to usurp it for themselves.

Zhou Yiliu, Qiu Yidao, and Yun Sha retreated step by step, letting out shrill screams. Their piercing voices, mingled with their spiritual energy, echoed across the entire mountain range belonging to the Five Devils Sect.

Looking at the two rows of hangers neatly holding the clothes she had washed so clean, Ye Fei inexplicably felt a surge of accomplishment.

Bu Tinghe's eyes widened abruptly, filled with utter disbelief. How could Chu Junyi be here? What brought him to this place?

The burly man flashed a look of contempt, sizing Lan Qianye up from head to toe before speaking with extreme arrogance.

As if someone had gone ahead to report the news, the person returning with the token exchanged a few words with one of the guards' commanders, who immediately waved his hand to clear the sides, carving out a clear path for Lin Jiangluo.

Constable Kang held Wu Song in high esteem. Having spoken his piece, he kept silent, merely casting a resentful glare at Court Clerk Ye.

"The Zeus-class space carrier has finished booting up! Welcome, Captain, I am Zeus, welcome aboard your warship!" The image of a figure from Western mythology suddenly materialized before his eyes—none other than Zeus.

Pffft. Han Bing sneered with utter contempt at Dongfang Shou, feeling that Dongfang Shou had completely disgraced the ancestors of the Dongfang clan. To speak of a martial artist's heart or a cultivator's resolve was laughable; this man was utterly corrupted to the core.

Li Tianqi and Qing'er quickly raised their heads again to look at the spot where the two had been fighting, but the man in the bamboo hat had vanished without a trace. Exchanging glances, neither had any idea what had just transpired.

Once everything was settled, Chen Zui slipped back into Su Huan's home undetected and returned her phone. As soon as Su Huan made contact with her paramour, his own phone would receive the notification.

As Ximen Qing flared up, Chen Ergou instantly swallowed his words, though he muttered inwardly, If they were so easy to deal with, you two big brothers wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state. I certainly don't want to become a eunuch.

"All right, wait for me at the café on the right-hand side, I'll be right down," Zhang Youze replied decisively, hanging up before I could even utter a word.

The bandit's health instantly restored to maximum, and the external wounds on his body rapidly healed. He bowed respectfully to Jia Zhengjin, displaying complete submission.

Pulling out a jade talisman, he inscribed the materials he needed and tossed it to the Ancestor of Demons, who didn't even bother to look at it before handing it over to Mo Daqiu with instructions to prepare them immediately. The demons were never short on materials; whatever had been plundered from Songhai City consisted entirely of pills and raw materials.

Han Bing's eyes widened abruptly. He stood up, strode out, and summoned a servant to fetch Han Shouhan for questioning.

Watching Teacher Gao create a table on the computer and apply textures to make it look remarkably lifelike, they had no idea that applying pre-made textures was the most rudimentary level; true mastery lay in hand-painting one's own maps.

With a creaking groan, the fortress gates of the Japanese pirates swung wide open. Squad after squad of soldiers clad in dark iron armor, with triangular black banners fluttering behind their backs, marched out in neat formations. Amidst the steady clanking of iron armor and bearing matchlock muskets, they advanced slowly.

Back at the Road to Conferment of Gods, the youthful demon king had displayed terrifying strength—slashing horizontally and vertically, cutting down exceptional prodigies from the Youyou clan and the five ancient clans as if mowing vegetables.