38 Butterfly (2)

“Why don’t you let me bring you a chamber pot?” Gan Qingsi had just poured a cup of hot tea and was about to hand it to Xi Ruobai, when Gan Yungui intercepted her.

“This…” Nangong Jin frowned slightly. He hadn’t expected Shen Changfeng to speak so bluntly—was this a hint that he must fight for that supreme position?

“By the way, how are those gadgets I gave you? Are they working well?” At this point, Qin Chuan turned to ask Lillian.

There was no way to stop now. The situation had already escaped Changsheng’s control. He could only grit his teeth and continue absorbing the power of the cultivation pill.

Feng Tian and Nangong Jin rushed toward Xu Tongtian together. After exchanging a glance with Feng Tian, Nangong Jin circulated his energy, sealing Xu Tongtian’s meridians, then instructed Ye Zhuishun and Wei Qiansha to guard Xu Tongtian closely.

This was not only what Qin Yan hoped for, but what Zhan Ying wished as well—he too wanted Hanyan to awaken as soon as possible.

It would be a mutually destructive outcome. Even if Yan Yushi defeated Long Xiao, he himself would be gravely injured.

After saying this, Shen Changfeng turned and left the side chamber, ordering two guards to stand watch and forbidding Lu Weining from taking even a single unauthorized step outside.

She felt utterly foolish after saying it—something worth 150,000 would of course be paid by card. Who would carry that much cash to buy anything?

Northstar True Lord, accompanied by his two disciples, stayed at the Immortal Spirit Sect for a day and was just about to return to the Divine Sword Sect.

From that side came a noisy clamor, with an old man shouting hoarsely, so loud that Shen Xi involuntarily moved her phone farther away.

He was not stupid—actually, he was rather clever. Hearing his mother’s words, his mind, previously muddled by silver, instantly cleared.

The Fire Ape, such a rare species, ranked among the top ten creatures for its mastery of flames.

Haotian agreed—he was the lord of the Three Realms, after all; acting personally would be beneath his status. He nodded in assent.

Sensing Niu Daode’s intention, the thunder paused, then suddenly dissipated, and ten-colored divine radiance appeared in the sky, illuminating the earth.

Mu Qingyao snorted, wrinkled her nose, and tilted her chin upward, threatening Shen Yao with an air of triumph.

“So, my foundation is twice as strong as others’?” Fire Phoenix replied uncertainly.

Li Chengmu tried to dodge but failed; clutching his forehead, he wondered—when had he become so slow he couldn’t even escape his mother’s knock on the head?

In Plum Village, not every household had an orchard. Uncle Xia’s family was already considered quite well-off.

There was a rumor in the martial arts world that the miraculous pills of the Medicine King Valley were all refined by absorbing the energy from weapons.

Therefore, Shi Tao could not be allowed to remain; most people instantly decided to side with Liu Biao.

These skeletons lay within the forbidden grounds, a place the native cultivators clearly dared not enter.

On the high platform, the Ghost Cult leader and Nie Qingsong stared at us, dumbfounded, not yet grasping what had happened.

After sketching the diagram, the Thorn-Armored Beast could no longer lift its paw, nor even its head, but its eyes still glimmered with life—and in them, Xiongyong even saw a hint of supplication, as if it begged him to use the beast core fragments to draw such a symbol.

Afterward, Wu Tian shook his frozen arm. With a crack, the ice shell shattered and fell away, revealing his unharmed arm.

“Commander Lin, you’ve traveled through many bases. Could you describe the situation in each?” As the leader of the base, Tang Weizhong was the first to speak.

A shudder ran through me, as though I’d fallen into an ice pit. The Soul-Guiding Lamp in my hand trembled violently, flickering on and off. I quickly glanced behind Wang Dachui—over a hundred wandering spirits seemed to seize up simultaneously, some even rolling their eyes back.

But the problem was, at five hundred meters below the sea, the pressure should have crushed this bubble completely. Why, then, did such a bizarre phenomenon occur?

The city was absurdly large, but what astonished the three of them was not its size—rather, it was the location. After all, this was the Taiqing Necropolis.

Black and white light collided violently with golden radiance, crackling like a string of firecrackers exploding in the sky.

They saw that great fireball, which had illuminated the earth for hundreds of millions of years, flattened into a two-dimensional disk in that instant.

At that moment, Liang Hao looked up and found the battle leaderboard, which was shifting—he smiled.

The Ten Kings of the Underworld were shocked. Though they presided over reincarnation, their authority was less than that of a mortal emperor. In the celestial hierarchy, the Nine Luminaries and the Ten Capitals—the latter being the Ten Kings—were at the very bottom, perhaps only a rank above the mountain and land gods.

At the magistrate’s office, the guards at the gate did not stop me; instead, they greeted me with bows and ushered me inside. Li Mouting, now dressed in a pale moon-colored robe, was sitting in the garden drinking tea. As soon as he saw me, he rose to greet me.

“It’s just a cat.” Wang Yu’s voice was full of disdain. This fellow switched from deference to contempt in an instant—was he insane?

The silk was smooth and soft to the touch, its colors vivid. Mi Shu truly didn’t know how to choose; she glanced at Xu Gu, then at Yan Wei, and finally just grabbed a piece at random, intending to be done with it.

Meanwhile, those gathered around Long Teng all drew their weapons. Even Guo Fan and Lu Hu summoned their pursuit totem beasts. At this moment, no one dared hold anything back.

“In that case, let’s help search as well,” Jianquan suggested. Immediately, Yin Mo and Luo Song nodded in agreement.

Off to the side, Bai Lin, who had been silent all along, spoke slowly. Still, Bai Lin knew he was merely making conversation. He’d heard from Gan Sha that there weren’t any fourth-level demon beasts in Fenglong Valley, so obtaining essence blood was impossible.

Under Li Rui’s cold gaze, Huiyuan’s bald head broke out in a sweat. His formerly handsome face was now filled with shock and disbelief—and even more with terror and dread.

Before the Wind Demon finished speaking, Su Ya had awakened. She heard every word and immediately gnashed her teeth in anger.

If severing ties with the Yun clan could spare them from calamity, she would rather endure the pain of longing than see her family destroyed.