Chapter 64

This bizarre occurrence spread like wildfire through Anshun, becoming the talk of every street and alley. Upon hearing of it, the owner of the Achieving Moon Tower reported the matter to the magistrate, claiming that someone had practiced sorcery to swindle an entire banquet, and begged the official to investigate.

Though they knew nothing of Fairy Linghuang's current situation, they had no choice but to place their faith in her safety.

Hearing this, the various clan heads nodded in unison and proceeded toward the second floor, for the Ten-City Battle was of paramount importance to Sky-Roar City.

The two strolled back from the far end of the market, having purchased nearly everything they needed. Fiona stored the goods inside her ring, and she and Yun Jie walked back. Over there, Fano and the others had already packed up the caravan, preparing for the journey home. Meanwhile, the drug traffickers had long since loaded their cargo and departed to chase their massive profits.

"I have no idea who it was, but I received an invitation. Those two provoked me first, and I was merely acting in self-defense." Xiong Jinqin's attitude left Lu Fan feeling vaguely uneasy.

Not a single footprint could be found around the pond, leaving Dragon Cloud filled with curiosity as to what could possibly have happened here.

Having successfully accomplished his mission, Yan Qiu prepared to take his leave, but how could Zhao Hui bear to let him go? With a joyful smile, the Prince asked, "My daughter Wan'er holds your talent in high regard and is willing to give you her hand in marriage. I, too, am inclined to take you as my son-in-law. Would you be willing?" Yan Qiu had long held feelings for Zhao Wan, and since this was a wish come true, he immediately kowtowed in consent.

Clearly, this creature had grown curious about Blitzcrank's mechanical body and thus decided to devour him.

"What? Why?" Qu Tingting's question was so vague and generalized that Wu Yun had no idea how to respond, forcing him to ask with a puzzled expression in return.

When sworn enemies meet, their eyes turn red with hatred. Coupled with the vengeance for the murder of a son, such animosity runs profound, far beyond what an ordinary person could possibly imagine.

"Zifan, you have continuously controlled two peak Ancient Spirit Realm spirit beasts; you should stop controlling any more for now and take a rest," Hua Ruoli said to Bai Zifan with tender concern. Compared to building a spirit beast legion with him, she clearly cared far more about his physical well-being.

"How audacious, to dare show disrespect to Fairy Yan!" Murderous intent flared from both Xiao Tianhuang and Li Tiandao, while countless onlookers glared fiercely at Xiao Bai.

At first glance, this was sheer madness: buying something only to take out a mortgage loan on it, and handing nearly ten percent of the transaction value to someone else just for the thrill of it?

Located close to the royal capital of Jing'an, the territory of Dongkang had long been suppressed and monitored by the royal court, making any meaningful development exceedingly difficult.

Nanny Liu cleared the table, and upon seeing the food completely swept clean by Bai Wei, the smile on her face grew even brighter.

The conferring of gods was an overwhelming trend of the Heavenly Dao, and Dijun's current strength was not yet enough to contend with it; he had no choice but to endure for now.

Hearing Lin Chen's words, the charming man instinctively turned his head toward the burly man. Seeing the burly man remain even more silent, despair gripped his heart.

After Zhao Gongming departed, an illusory figure materialized before the waterfall—an elderly man with the transcendent air of an immortal, possessing hair and a beard as white as snow.

"This, perhaps, is the pull of destiny," Newt Scamander flashed an enigmatic smile, chilling enough to curdle one's blood.

Emboldened once more, I finally opened my mouth, "What soul? Who took your soul?" I pursued the question much as one might badger a shameless beggar.

Witnessing the actions of those birds and hearing the words of the Chongming bird, I secretly speculated in my heart: what on earth did this Chongming bird want us to descend down there to do?

Normally, with the approach of the New Year, a few shops along the street would luxuriously hang strings of red and green lights, festive lanterns, and countless red couplets and paper cuttings, radiating a warmth unique to the holiday. Some folks who loved the bustle would brave the bitter cold just to step outside and soak in that tiny sliver of warmth.

Though she desperately wanted to stay by her sister's side, she knew she could not disturb her right now; her sister needed to properly recover, and there was still a matter left unresolved.

Seeing her conversing with a figure whose back was turned to me, I hurried off in the opposite direction.

Lin Wei glanced at the approaching skeletal warrior, then at Leshun beside him, a slight curve playing upon his lips.

After walking for more than ten days, exactly one month had passed since he had traversed from Orchard Village to Hearthstone Keep and finally here, according to the system's timer.

Lin Wei immediately found it incredible, for the Demon of Worldly Chaos had also informed him of the ally-like relationship between him and Wigales.

"Come back," summoned right back by Mo Li's single word just as he took flight, he dropped heavily to the ground.

Since he couldn't win an argument with her, and couldn't bear to scold her, he figured he might as well give her mouth something else to do, so she'd have neither the leisure nor the time to speak.

These cucumbers were a vibrant green. Taking a bite would yield a thoroughly crisp crunch—refreshing to the palate and capable of staving off both hunger and thirst. In a military camp cut off from electricity, water, and rations, they were absolute perfection.

Rest assured, I've got everything handled. Besides, my wife, you're already quite formidable now—you're at least a Post-Natal realm expert.

Strip away the bizarre and gaudy veneer of the Ring City, and it wasn't all that different from an ordinary naturally formed city, save for the greater variety of resident races.

Moreover, this advanced cultivation technique, Tier 2, could convert one's attacks into area-of-effect damage. That was truly formidable—a casual palm strike now carried the power of a former ultimate skill.

With the addition of eight half-step Saint Heavenly King-tier experts to the battlefield, the situation shifted instantly. Though the Yuan-E Xuan-Ling Turtle was immensely powerful, it had not yet broken through to the true Saint Heavenly King realm, and it was momentarily suppressed by Tian Guiyuan leading the nine experts.

Seeing that Duan Yanqing gave him no opportunity to explain, Liu Tianyao had no choice but to gather his wits to deal with him.

The man grew truly enraged; raising his assault rifle, he brought the butt down heavily against Yang Kaixin's head, blow after blow.

Yian Puo'le flung aside the cotton quilt, kicked over a wooden cabinet blocking his path, and charged into the room where flames rolled and the air scorched with blistering heat. Scooping up Liu Zhao'di, he prepared to dash out recklessly, only to have someone tightly clutch his thigh.

They were meticulously studying the fine details of each other's physiques, listening to the rhythm of each other's breathing, and even capturing each other's heart rates—the speed at which their hearts beat—through the sharp instincts honed by a martial artist through thousands of trials.

This might look like a mere four tiers, but anyone who had spent years struggling at the bottom of society knew just how agonizingly difficult it was to climb from one tier to the higher one.

Hearing this, Master Cat felt as though he were going mad; he had thought this place was deserted, allowing Wang Kai to boast just a little less.