Chapter Thirty-One: The Assassin

Grandmother Jia and the others had already settled in. Once everyone had arrived, they all burned incense and paid homage to the Buddha together.

Seeing Qing Mingyue follow behind Jia Zheng and Lady Wang as they entered, she felt displeased with her for wasting time. It wasn’t until a maid returned and whispered a few words in her ear that she finally let go of her irritation.

“In the past, I rarely brought you out because I feared you would lose your composure. But it seems you’ve made quite some progress. The Sun family is highly favored by the Emperor himself, and you’ve helped him greatly. That Inspector Sun certainly owes you…”

He immediately chose “Yes,” and a new icon appeared on the regular page of the exchange shop’s shelves.

The two-headed giant ape’s heads glanced at each other, each seeing a deep wariness reflected in the other’s eyes.

Zhang Defa shooed people away like swatting flies, then sat on the white jade steps outside the Cangchen Hall, lost in thought like a wooden statue, pondering the entire night.

She possessed no magical artifacts—only the “Paper Medium Technique”—so she couldn’t fly using an artifact. She had already prepared her treasures in advance and exchanged them for a vehicle. No wonder she wasn’t worthy of you, this immortal lord and emperor of immortals; if she didn’t leave soon, she might lose her life.

Unfortunately, she had no idea of the person’s identity, nor where to report it. She couldn’t help but pound her chest in regret, stunned into silence and forgetting to ask such an important question.

“Thud!” Upon hearing the sound, Long Meng and Yan Yan immediately fell to their knees, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. They knew the white, red, and golden-eyed tiger before them had awakened—startled awake. At this moment, they had no means to defeat this monstrous beast.

No wonder that morning, when she called that man, he was so furious.

He was traveling on the East Sea when he heard of an attack on the Pure Yang Palace. He immediately turned back, but only reached Shaolin halfway. Hearing the news that the Pure Yang Palace had been destroyed and that the Shaolin mountain path was occupied as well, he was filled with alarm.

Dugu Bo, accompanied by four helpers, strode ahead toward the rear village, eventually stopping before a mountain wall on the back peak of the village.

At such a level of cultivation, he could now enter the Azure Void and roam the Four Seas freely. Truly worthy of his standing as a great master in the cultivation world.

After Ye Nanpei left, Qiu Xiong’s gaze once again turned to the half-lit sky, still watching the scenes being projected there.

Her heart felt as if a stone was lodged within, making it hard to breathe. Coupled with the oppressive summer heat, Sheng Mingzhu’s cheeks suddenly turned pale. When she caught sight of some cakes in the food box, her stomach churned violently. Knowing she could no longer hold it in, Sheng Mingzhu dashed outside, stopping only beneath a tree where she vomited up sour water.

The shopkeeper’s wife was about to say something but suddenly heard her husband call out loudly, seemingly in urgent distress. She could only smile apologetically and hurried after her husband.

In Dongqing’s eyes, there was a hint of awkwardness. Since Xuanyuan Qi ascended the throne, this was her first time seeing Xuanyuan Yi.

From Gonzalez’s perspective, Hu Ye was generous, dealing only in hard currency like US dollars and gold. He was definitely a prime client, deserving careful attention to maintain their partnership. To this end, Gonzalez even gifted Hu Ye the pickup truck loaded with weapons.

When he said this, Zhou Qingshuang suddenly burst out laughing, but Qianqian lightly tapped his chest with her slender hand.

“Fan Yanyan, do you know the route clearly? You haven’t taken the wrong way, have you?” Ouyang Xueqi asked anxiously. Seeing that so much time had passed without arrival, she worried that Fan Yanyan might have gotten lost. If they ended up driving somewhere else and couldn’t find Xiahou Wu’s organization, that would be truly embarrassing.

Of course, they weren’t the only ones busy. Dominic and the others were also actively preparing. The moment to strike was drawing ever closer.

Xuanfeng felt Ding Jiuxi’s foot kick toward him, but pressed his body downward while keeping his head raised.

Though it seemed she was talking to herself, her gaze was fixed beneath the counter. Dong Qingqing was pretending to pick something up, but upon hearing her voice, she looked up and gave a silly little laugh.

Xiaotian had no choice but to organize his forces for a desperate counterattack, aiming to seize the high ground, but all efforts were crushed by Muyun Cheng’s army.