49: The Childhood Betrothal

Being able to reach this stage on the path of cultivation naturally required a certain degree of patience. Especially since Lin Chuan did not fight back or curse when struck, it only emboldened them further, and the explosions of divine abilities could be heard from time to time.

As if refusing to admit defeat, Huang Zhong continued to manipulate his spiritual power to continuously bombard that faint, shimmering barrier.

During these past few days, Yu Xi must have been instilled with some other concepts by Li Zi, despite the fact that he had already instructed everyone in the Feng residence that no one was allowed to talk nonsense to Yu Xi.

At this moment, Xiao Yiqin's posture was somewhat comical, with one foot outside the courtyard wall and the other leg inside the wall.

"Yuanyuan, it is best not to bring up your eldest brother's affairs to others. I suspect that he found out some secret within the manor, which is why he was beaten into this state. That secret is very likely Gong Heqiu's handle." Ye Chen felt that since he was going to speak of it, he might as well tell the whole story.

Therefore, after a lapse of two years, once certain things became clear and they realized it was all a misunderstanding, there was no longer so much entanglement.

While the children were eating, seeing Qin Sihao still in Madam Qin's room showering her with solicitude, Zhou Ziwei felt a wave of disgust: clearly, they were in the wrong, yet now they started playing the emotional card, with mother and son actually staging a scene of maternal kindness and filial piety.

Watching his subordinate generals frown one by one, all racking their brains for a way to break through the pass, Yan Tianyou was not in a rush, quietly waiting.

This was also the doubt in Lin Chuan's heart. Although Lei Luo was knowledgeable and experienced, his understanding of reincarnation was superficial or even lacking, because his strength had not yet reached that level.

Without a second word, Murong Changqing scooped Ni Yehin up horizontally in his arms and carried him into the room.

There were large paddy fields in the town, surrounded by a river, with numerous fishing boats moving back and forth across the water surface.

Hearing this, the other demon clans could not help but feel extremely envious. While everyone was pondering how to obtain a position in the Demon Court to earn contribution points, the Lord of the Demon Court had already extended an olive branch to the four great patriarchs, the Azure Dragon and the White Tiger.

Clearly, their Prince had never done anything to wrong Great Zhou; indeed, for the sake of Great Zhou, he had even concealed his identity to travel to the front lines personally.

The entire Xiachong Village was immersed in an atmosphere of grief and resentment. Led by Zhang Tao, a righteous and indignant team hurried toward Shuangfeng to demand an explanation and justice.

Located in the southern region, the climate here tended to be hot. After all the interfering immortal cultivators and the Dragon King of the South China Sea were cleared away, water sources became abundant, preventing any backflow of seawater.

"At that time, realizing that something was amiss, I rushed to the Mo Alliance to lodge an appeal," Zhong Qi recalled, continuing, "Unfortunately, it was still too late. By the time the Mo Alliance reacted, the Southern Wei Kingdom had already been destroyed, and the Reflection Sect had suffered devastating vitality."

Wang Tianlai felt somewhat uneasy. Just now, she had stumbled slightly and her gaze had turned blank; no matter how he looked at it, something was wrong.

Fang Sanbao felt a jolt of shock internally, never expecting that the Heavenly Emperor Lin Xiaotian would personally go to meet this youth Dayi. Fang Sanbao knew all too well how lazy this person's temperament was; in the past, whenever immortals needed to be officially conferred by imperial decree, he would always directly dump the task onto the Ziwei Great Emperor, Lu Yuan, and himself.

Such a massive commotion would inevitably attract the attention of all demon clans. There was no need to think twice; this mission was destined to be a complete failure.

Currently, the Bloodstorm Republic had granted them a rather favorable degree of autonomy. As long as they stopped causing trouble for the Bloodstorm Republic, it was entirely possible that the Blood Star System might even be completely opened up in the future, but such matters could not be rushed.

The First Generation smiled, his arms instantly covered in wooden thorns. Yielding to the suction force in Nagato's hand, he launched an attack on both of them simultaneously.

The hollow sensation in her heart, the feeling of having forgotten something, made Qingyue appear extremely desolate.

Hearing this, Qingyue severed her connection with Yunqi and raised her eyes to look at Nan Changqing. The instant their gazes met, Qingyue's heart skipped a beat, shaken by the deep worry visible in Nan Changqing's eyes.

A public decision-making assembly was to be held in Wanlong City, and the Orc Alliance intended to lure powerful human warriors there to stir up trouble, so as to wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

Each trainee could view it once before class assignment, once upon leveling up during the competition, and the trainees in Class A could view it every term.

"Hey, hey, if we don't head back to Okinawa soon, that old man is going to make us pay for our own transport fares again. I'm very poor!" someone complained with dissatisfaction, yet Yingyi could sense that this person's footsteps were keeping pace with the main group moving forward.

Kong Shen did not look at Han Lai the entire time; his gaze lingered persistently on the letter paper. His brow was furrowed with an unresolved cloud of sorrow.

The elixir energy within his body surged back and forth through his Dantian, swelling and turbulent, having already reached the maximum capacity of his Dantian meridians.

If Chen Zhen were here, he would certainly have recognized this as a fake. If one possessed 'Tongbao,' why would one bother doing such a lofty and high-sounding job as a master of the esoteric? A master who failed to mix well could not even afford a bowl of thin rice a day.

Now was not the time to ponder how miraculous this Taoist robe was; what he needed to consider right now was how to withstand the impending thunder tribulation. The first thunder tribulation was already so ferocious that it inflicted severe damage upon his body; how could his current self possibly fend off the even more powerful tribulations to follow?

Because Xu Enceng was a frequent patron of dance halls and brothels, he delegated almost everything to his "confidant" Qian Zhuangfei, leaving him to handle matters single-handedly. This, in turn, left Qian Zhuangfei with a vast scope for his clandestine activities.