Volume 1, Chapter 29: Yunxi's Heart

After saying this, Li Daniu stepped out of the void, while Nine-Demon and Purple-Roar voluntarily returned to his spiritual world.

"In that case, let us dispatch troops to bring my parents back," Yu Ming said, lifting his teacup to take a sip of clear tea.

"Uh, though, we are at most very, very good friends," Li Daniu added helplessly.

As soon as these words were spoken, Brother Dawang’s expression turned gloomy. The atmosphere suddenly grew tense, and the private room was thick with the scent of gunpowder.

Although this was a man-made bamboo forest, the scenery was no less impressive than a wild one. The forest stood on the south bank of a stream. The water was clear enough to see the bottom, and the riverbed was quite shallow, only about half a meter deep.

In fact, the ancient star paths possessed a unique charm; while they were less efficient than spirit arrays for teleportation, they excelled in stability.

"Only if you catch me will I let you shoot me," Yang Lefan said with a wicked, provocative smile, his lips curling upward.

"It seems Daniu still knows how to hide his light. I truly didn’t expect him to possess such a precious artifact," Wu Hai remarked vaguely.

In Li Hao’s eyes, this was merely a stepping stone. He needed his own power and influence. Sometimes, even working oneself to death wouldn't bring progress. Since he had the Wang Group as a backer, he should make good use of it, and the scarred man before him was a perfect opportunity.

The next day, the news spread far and wide, from north to south and beyond the Great Wall. Everyone knew that a company called Fu Bang had demolished an entire garden just because it wasn't perfect. In a subtle way, this served as an outstanding advertisement.

"Something is definitely missing, but what could it be? Could it be the sphere that held the initial enchantment runes she created, as depicted on those statues? Where would one even find such a thing?" Landon speculated.

The ancestor of the Xuanwu Academy summoned the Black Tortoise. Suddenly, the mountain-heavy beast stood beneath the Vermillion Bird, as if ten thousand massive peaks were ready to crush the jade shop at any moment.

Their faces wore solemn expressions, yet beneath that gravity lay a flicker of joy, each lost in their own secret calculations.

However, these were extraordinary times. With the emergence of the Tree Shepherd and Mask, the God of Thieves, the day of the Tyrant Sauron’s descent drew ever closer, and the situation grew increasingly chaotic and dangerous.

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The eldest and second brothers also felt that Lin Feng was being too extravagant. They knew that dining in a private room was just for show—the food remained the same, and it was just a waste of money—but since the fatty had already spoken, they said no more.

Elder Wei let out a thunderous roar and unleashed his most powerful divine ability. Controlling the Heaven-Swaying Finger, he pointed it toward the void, piercing through the layers of barriers in the spirit realm and breaking through the sky. His figure transformed into a streak of light, following the path opened by the finger as he fled outside the spirit realm.

When they arrived at the entrance of the post house, the cleanup was underway. During the battle, several parts of the building had caught fire. Although the flames had not been completely extinguished, they were under control. Nevertheless, nearly half of the post house had been destroyed.

Landon lay flat on the ground, arms and legs spread out in the shape of a "Tai" character. He felt a violent gale sweep over his head, pulling out the few stray hairs that dared to stand up, vanishing them instantly into the void.

In Zhu Lingqi’s courtyard, the corpses were either charred by fireballs or crystallized by prismatic jets.

For someone to be called an expert by Old Wang, they had to be at least at the Gold Tier. That he could sense their aura but not their presence made them even more formidable.

From a distance, an oversized spherical ice block stood in the center of the village. The hardened ice had crushed the dilapidated houses of the villagers, causing the ground to sink more than three meters.

Just as Lin Shiyu finished adjusting her clothes and prepared to head inside, she was suddenly called out by someone beside her.

Opening her eyes, she found herself in a square space radiating a red glow. There were no windows, no doors; it was a completely enclosed space.

Suddenly receiving Odin's order to destroy the spaceship, the resentful Einherjar warriors quickly brought the farce to an end.

Too many "whys" intertwined to form a sense of unwillingness, yet there was nothing he could do; he no longer had the qualifications to become a merman.

Where there were voices of agreement, there were voices of dissent. Before long, everyone outside knew that a girl carrying a serum against the zombies was waiting outside the tunnel.

Cui Shangjun hurriedly locked his bicycle to the side, cursing Zhang Chunyang for the thousandth time in his heart.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. had discovered some issues internally, Nick Fury still decided to keep an eye on Thor’s movements; after all, he still had Asgard backing him.

***

The night deepened, and the noisy surroundings quieted down, leaving only the crackling sound of the burning campfire.

With a rhythmic, resonant "Ah," I seemed to rediscover that childhood feeling of being cherished in the palm of a hand when wronged. I buried myself in my father’s arms, sobbing bitterly, venting the pent-up frustration in my heart.

As he finished speaking, he assumed a peculiar stance, his entire posture resembling a fierce tiger.

There were few Japanese in Zhonghai to begin with, and being hunted so relentlessly by the Yamaguchi-gumi only made people more curious.

Pale blue threads suddenly sprouted from the Ghost-Binding Array, coiling continuously around Guoguo.

"True enough. If I really can’t handle it, I’ll just come out. Here, even the one with the strongest soul power among the Three Blades can’t compare to me!" Mietian laughed, and bursts of terrifying soul power radiated from his laughter, causing even Meng Batian, who had just advanced to a Spirit-Building Master, to feel a tremor in his heart.

Therefore, he decided to stop the others from continuing the competition and simply recounted what Fang Zheng had done at the Punishment Hall.

In fact, although Tian Qi had thought about improving the living conditions of the Black Hole Clan, she had never considered it the way Yetian did. After all, the clansmen were like beggars and were numerous in number; how could she easily make such a request to the people of the Southern City?

The candle went out, and a wisp of twisted smoke rose leisurely, resembling a strange and evil smile.

He called out several times, but Zhang San didn't respond. He looked over, puzzled—why was Zhang San trembling all over? He was drenched in sweat, and his eyes were filled with terror.