Volume 1, Chapter 22: A Trifle

The Guan family maintained a close relationship with Prince Yingning. Finding this strange, Master Guan wrote a letter and sent it to the capital for the Prince, along with a red jade ring.

Qingrang looked at the hand Fang Shijie was holding. Was such a commission a form of heartfelt protection, or a calculated tether?

It seemed they were inside some colossal creature, perhaps its stomach; those monsters within the porous walls were the instruments it used to digest the food inside its body.

Qingrang let out a sigh of relief. "This is the task I am most happy to do. I will certainly grab him by the ear and bring him to you. Father, wait for me; I know where he is hiding." With that, she hurried out. She guessed her father must want to share a drink with her older brother, so she planned to buy a few jars of fine wine on her way to fetch him.

Even Changmen had to admit this, but facing this kind of creature now, he knew what the correct choice was. Since that was the case, she would surely ask about these matters as well.

That day, she and Hao Cheng had seen it with their own eyes—Xia Wanzhu was indeed dead, thoroughly and completely dead.

His slightly cool lips, radiating an intense heat, pressed heavily against hers, silencing the low sobs that had disturbed his peace of mind.

King wiped Tangtang's tears and pushed her behind him; now he had no reason to worry about her safety.

The surface of the sea was buffeted by the waves of resentment from the firmament, while a faint black, rhinoceros-shaped shadow hovered in mid-air.

Many places issued recruitment slogans like these, and some hunting groups even abandoned their usual strict standards, beginning to vigorously recruit those with a talent for fire.

Jiang Jiaojiao smiled. Looking at the glaring red, she felt an increasing sense of calm within her heart.

Bi Niang wore an expression of anxiety, but she could not move, as if her body were being suppressed by some force.

"Thank you." Yin Yulan stood to the side, a faint look of happiness appearing on her face as she saw the computer was fixed.

Chairman Huang also put down the documents. To him, the dense rows of numbers in the report were indecipherable.

"Focus your attention! Do not harbor any distracting thoughts, or the Heavenly Yin Treasure Bead will consume you!" Granny Yin’s appearance became increasingly aged, as if she might collapse to the ground with a single gust of wind.

Mo Xuan did not want spirit crystals, leaving Tian Wang at a loss. He looked at Yan Jiu, his eyes silently asking what he should do.

Bai Cheng’s eyes were filled with ruthlessness. If it had been before, there might have been a chance for reconciliation with Xiao Jin.

It was the same plaza, the same disciples, and the same Sect Master, yet the atmosphere was completely different from last time.

The stray dog returned to his dwelling, and the sight of the plush slippers left at the door easily triggered his sorrow.

Dressed in a gold-and-red cloak, dark silver face guard, and flowing black hair, Dongfang Biyu reined in her dragon beast. The beasts, seeing their master, all stretched out their necks and let out low, whimpering cries. "If you wish to stop me, you must kill me." The cold morning wind blew across the world, and the temperature of the spear shaft felt exceptionally icy to Dongfang Biyu.

The Behemoth Legion finally arrived late in the night of the second day. After resting for half the night, their vanguard cannon fodder—the Pig-folk Legion—had already launched an attack.

However, relying only on the power of the other wheels, the usage of which she was gradually mastering, and before even two-thirds of their power was spent, Kefurol led her group back to Bihu Village from Tixiang City. Along the way, they captured many demonized elves and even slew one whose strength had reached the Saint rank.

Actually, it was not that the drought demon was powerful; it was simply that Yun Yao had been unprepared. Had she been even slightly on guard, the mere corpse aura of this creature could never have harmed her. After circulating her energy through three cycles to refine the corpse aura from her body, she felt a little better.

"..." Totoli turned back with an awkward smile. Since it was her mother reminding her, she couldn't say much. Although Totoli felt her family was quite eccentric, they were never stingy when it came to giving her pocket money.

"If this guy dies, there will be no one left in this world who can stir my heart. I cannot let him die..." Admiring Duan Lang’s peerless talent, Ma Hongmei decided to defy the secret orders of her husband and superior, risking everything to secretly rescue him.

Compared to the legendary Lixiao Sword, the dangers encountered in the Qin State were even more terrifying. Soon, the experts of her clan would have to vie with the masters of the cultivation world. And she, she could not die on this Panlong Star.

"You, the Sacred Dual and the Sacred Single, you should have been very confident, especially after destroying my left hand and forcing me to use only one. You felt even more so." Zhuang Wangao used his spiritual sense to transmit the long message directly to Bo Le.

Well... it truly could not be oxidized. The stones were blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to harm that man in the slightest.

Jesus and Muhammad rode back. A sharp glint flashed in each of their eyes as they knelt and said, "Reporting to the Young Master and Teacher, beyond this point lies the territory of Xihu Niuzhou." Jesus and Muhammad had insisted that the demon race head to Xihu Niuzhou and had taken on the responsibility of scouting the path.

After a long silence, Daoist Rihua stroked his beard and asked slowly, "Is the Fourth Sister alright?" He was asking Daoist Xinghua.

The purple skeleton, pounced upon by the wolf spirit, immediately let out a terrified shriek. Under the scorching heat of the flames on the wolf spirit’s body, its movements slowed, and the soul fire in its eye sockets flickered unsteadily, clearly fearing the black flames.