Chapter 37

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Hongjun supported Li Jinglong as they approached. The four Demon Kings rose together and inclined their heads in greeting. Hongjun was still somewhat bewildered, but Li Jinglong and the others had already realized the truth: apart from Yuzhao Yun, everyone present belonged to Hongjun’s elders’ generation. They had clearly been waiting for him. It seemed that after Chongming’s rebirth from the ashes, Hongjun had become the foremost among them.

“Odd jobs? Cooking, or cleaning toilets?” Joanna interrupted Wu Hua in her usual startling fashion, speculating on his work entirely on her own.

“Zong Jing, I can drive your demon away! I know what imperfection you seek—I can achieve it! You have to believe me!” Niu Xin’er said, visibly agitated.

“There is absolutely no such thing! Elder, please forgive me!” Linghu Rong spoke with a trace of anxiety.

Morigen cast A-Tai a meaningful glance. A-Tai draped an arm over Morigen’s shoulder and said, “My friend, it’s been ages. Come, have a drink first. Why keep frowning like that? Come on, let’s go.” With that, he led Morigen down from the city tower.

Cold sweat covered the backs of all the exorcists. They thought how fortunate it was that Hongjun’s single remark—“I don’t like it”—had spared the land of Shenzhou from being occupied by the demons. It had plainly been more effective than offering a heap of explanations. If Luoyang were handed over to the demons, Li Heng would never agree, and in the end there would be no choice but to settle the matter with weapons.

Wu Hua let out a soft sigh and turned back toward home. He had intended to go out for a walk, but after Wu Hongyang’s disturbance, he had lost all inclination.

“Put the guild master down!” Zhao Yingxiong shouted. Though Long Qing had him in his grasp, Wan Renheng and the tall, burly man assumed that Long Qing would not dare kill anyone, and immediately prepared to charge forward again.

Though his thoughts churned endlessly, everything still felt impossibly distant. Such things were forever beyond Lin Yuhao’s understanding.

Yet before he could even draw near, Ying Hualuo kicked him down. He crashed heavily onto the ground, and all his unwillingness was mercilessly crushed beneath him, shattered into fragments.

Zhou Bai merely shrugged without speaking. Er Dongsheng, as though they shared one mind, understood at once and began clapping his hands—clap, clap, clap.

“What’s the situation now?” The insect race was about to arrive, so there was no time for them to get acquainted.

When he saw that Lin Ye had indeed returned to the classroom instead of skipping school, his heart finally settled.

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While berating the God of Gambling’s follower, Luo Yi involuntarily unleashed the Exorcist’s Intimidation. The Church of the God of Gambling belonged to a neutral yet chaotic faction, and Luo Yi’s level was far higher than his opponent’s. As a result, the other man was affected by the Exorcist’s Intimidation to some degree.

This time, even Lin Ye, who had remained silent all along, hurriedly pulled his hand back.

For a support-class fighter to challenge a berserker sounded absurd, but the pain in the bald young man’s body told him that his opponent’s combat strength was in no way inferior to his own.

Yingdie left with the bottle. She was going to purify the undying substance within it together with the other Supremes. Once the purification was complete, the energy inside would allow more people to break through to the Supreme level.

Zhao Yuyan had not lost her sanity. She could clearly hear everything, yet was unable to speak. Tears streamed down her face as she stared at Chen Jing, her eyes filled with deep resentment and unwillingness.

“What?” A drop of green sap shot from Loulan’s brow. She had been confident that her Divine Wood Palm could withstand the power of Jumang’s Wood-Planting Divine Art. After all, it had merely been cast by Wu Fan. But she had never expected the core of the Azure Wood Cauldron—the green pool—to display such a phenomenon.

At that moment, Su Zimo wore a baseball cap and kept a very low profile. The passersby brushing past him noticed nothing unusual. Perhaps some might have found his silhouette vaguely familiar, but none gave it a second thought.

Everyone froze at the form of address. Senior Brother? What did that mean? Could this mysterious outsider truly be the alchemical god palace master’s fellow disciple?

The tavern’s business improved considerably. On rainy days like this, many people with money and leisure were unwilling to remain cooped up at home, so they invited friends to the tavern to eat, drink, and chat.

Ao Kongling raised his head in astonishment. Could this young Daoist before him be a cultivator from more than a century ago?

Mu Lingge had no idea that Song Yi had already read the thoughts in her heart from the expression on her face.

She had still been wondering what wonderful idea Jasmine might come up with. She had never expected the answer to be a tea party theme. It was, indeed, an idea perfectly suited to Jasmine.

Watching Li Buyi roll helplessly across the floor to evade Ximen Yu’s attacks, everyone could not help thinking of a certain word.

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“Heh heh, let’s make a trade. I’ll tell you what I did, and you tell me which organization you belong to. How about it?” Fang Heng said with a smile.

When his subordinate came to report, he had been exchanging playful banter with Liu Ruomeng. After hearing the report, he and Liu Ruomeng exchanged a glance, and both saw astonishment in the other’s eyes.

When the scene before her blurred and then gradually came back into focus, Mu Lingge found herself back at the Demon-Sealing Well.

The giant wolf’s words enraged all the Titan gods present. Even if they were no longer Nemilos’ rulers, they remained exalted deities. How could they tolerate the contempt of a mere mortal?

“You’re really thinking of making a move on my child?!” Sima Youyue’s expression darkened as she watched him warily.

Xu He thought for a moment. There did not seem to be any buses on the road at this hour. If she rented a car to return, it might well cost more than staying at a guesthouse.

At this time, the Heavenly Court was not yet the true ruler of the Three Realms that it would become after the Investiture of the Gods. Once the Jade Emperor’s edicts left the Heavenly Court, they were essentially no different from wastepaper. Not only the ancient immortals—even disciples of the later-established three great sects, the Jie Sect, the Chan Sect, and the Western Sect—often refused to show the Heavenly Emperor any respect.

Jun Bai let out a sigh, heavy with emotion. Back then, Fuxi’s situation had been critical, and they had nearly arrived too late. Fortunately, luck had been on their side.

“Then, is it possible that Gu Cangran was actually replaced by Jiang Chen? If so, everything that follows would make perfect sense.”