Volume 1, Chapter 44: What Are You Talking About?

Mu Linglong glared angrily. Had it been in the past, she would have long since used that Crimson Glow saber to beat Nangong Diyi until his head was covered in lumps.

"Past matters end here. From now on, if you fail to fulfill your duties and poke your noses into things you shouldn't, We shall show no mercy!" Zhao Huan dumped a large basin of rinsed mutton entirely into the pot.

At this moment, as Xiao Qingpei spoke, his gaze flickered slightly as he perceived a group of cultivators rushing toward this county town. Among them was even a Golden Core realm cultivator, yet he paid them no mind.

Time slowly ticked away. Both Cai Kun and Zhang Han grew unable to hold their basins steady as water accumulated within them, their arms gradually sagging downward.

Chen Dong stepped forward and recounted everything that had happened on the city wall from beginning to end, speaking not only fluently but also with vivid and lively descriptions.

In her memories, she had "once" done the exact same thing, to the extent that she hadn't even retained the name Xiao Qingpei back then.

The newly appointed county magistrate, who still looked very young, showed not a trace of panic in the face of the demon. He merely clenched the ancestral treasured sword in his hand, widening his eyes as much as possible to catch any trace of the cat demon's movements.

"So it is Fellow Daoist Nangong. I wonder what brings you here?" Tan Zaiqing exchanged a polite formal greeting before cutting straight to the point.

Naturally, bound by superior orders and driven by a desire to uphold the honor of the Sharp Blade 1st Company, they all expressed their firm determination and vowed to show no mercy to the six individuals.

The crowd stirred in succession; some were shocked, while others, having acquaintances participating in the trial, could not help but ask a few extra questions. For this, however, they were regarded as fools who failed to grasp the main points.

As the cries of battle filled the sky, the intermittent bursts of colorful arcane, divine, and necromantic spells across the battlefield reminded the world of just how fierce this conflict was.

Dongfang Yu fell to her knees and spilled everything to Madam Cheng, revealing how Aunt Xue had conspired with Zhang Dequan to poison him and how she had framed Dongfang Jin.

Even if the two were strangers, considering her safety, shouldn't Lee Sung-kyung—[Note: keeping the name natural]—at least have acted a bit more reliably?

Ming Mi arrived before the stronghold and took in the entire scene at a single glance. He paid not a single extra look to those rogue cultivators, whereas Muyu instantly caught his attention.

"There shouldn't be any more trouble now, right? Can we resume our journey?" Wulan asked Su Muxuan.

For this operation, Yi Yun did not mobilize people from the Yuechheng or Kou families. Although the three-way alliance was now established, he did not want to drag others into this kind of matter.

Take the Hammer of Khaz'goroth to the Thaurissan Throne, and place it in the correct location—right in the hands of my statue.

Through analyzing the world's components, the Creators believed they could synthesize an enhanced biological entity to serve as the epitome of the world's essence. By ultimately blending various stone compositions from the continent of Azeroth, they formed the structural foundation of such a creature.

The most direct way out was, of course, to break through the Allied Fleet's naval blockade. Yet, in the eyes of the people, this was nearly an impossible feat. The weak naval forces of Cynderele had now been pinned down in the waters around Comeria Island and could not get out.

However, what threat could a Shadow Hunter pose even with enhanced attack power? Thus, without a ripple of surprise, Vashj'ir fell.

"Leaving at this time is inappropriate; we'd better set off when evening comes." Song Qiao knew there might be danger at night, but if they left right now directly, they would be caught in the act.

As it turned out, the video on Zhao Minglong's phone clearly showed Zhao Yanli hooking up with an artist from the Zhao family's company last night.

There were many people around just now, so he hadn't brought it up, but now he genuinely believed it was vital to recruit an army. After all, with the enemy forces already pressing hard upon their borders, why not do so?

With a protruding skull, saliva dripping from its mouth, bloodshot eyes revealing a bloodthirsty intent, and limbs crawling on the ground, its front claws were as sharp as knife blades. Most striking of all was its swinging tail covered in barbed spikes—this was a monster purely evolved for slaughter.

Possessing rare patience, he shook his head and laughed with a smile: "If anything can be called Southern Fist, it is probably Wing Chun."

Meanwhile, the ruler of the Yi State had also received such intelligence. Without a moment of hesitation, the other party immediately decided to dispatch troops.

Chen Xuan did not know which "not dying is such a pity" Wang Linchi was referring to, so he simply assumed it was Fang Cheng.

How could Yinkan understand what Su Xiaoxiao was saying? He only felt that being compared to a beast was a supreme insult, which made him all the more irritated.

Speaking of this, Wei Xiu felt rather dejected. Having followed his master for five years, he had learned everything except how to cultivate immortality.

Just because the matter mentioned earlier by the Heavenly Sword Lord kept lingering in his mind, even though an eagerly anticipated battle lay right before him, it was difficult for him to summon much enthusiasm.

Back then, under the leadership of Qi Wuming, the Law Enforcement Team members were all exceptionally bloodthirsty. Handing someone over to the Law Enforcement Team was essentially equivalent to sentencing them to death.

These two emperors lacked mutual understanding, or perhaps shared the exact same taste, as both unexpectedly headed straight toward the Central Imperial Throne.

Zhan Changsheng possessed somewhat of an imperial mindset and could not agree with the rhetoric of her own kin, so she casually refuted it.

The flour for rice dumplings is made by grinding rice into powder, steaming it once, and kneading it with hot water. Because it is rice, it must be kneaded repeatedly to develop a chewy texture.

The two chatted endlessly on the phone the entire way. Hearing the sound of Bai Lingjing taking out her keys on the other end of the line, Mu Xiu finally heaved a sigh of relief.