Volume 1 Chapter 28: The Xianbei Youth

Fortunately, the coachman quickly steadied the horses and brought the carriage to a halt.

Zhu Xiaozhi, unaccustomed to riding in a carriage, nearly tumbled headfirst with the jolting motion. Fearing further mishaps, she hastily jumped down to inspect the situation.

The coachman, still shaken, clutched his chest and cursed at a small figure retreating in the distance.

It turned out to be a scruffy child, clad in tattered clothes, darting through the street like a stray cat. Chongren Lane was mostly home to high-ranking officials and noble families, rarely seeing vagrants. The coachman had only noticed a dark blur by the roadside and had not given it much thought, nearly running over the boy.

The child had already vanished far away, and Zhu Xiaozhi caught only a fleeting glimpse. Yet, the threadbare, barely protective garments and the dry, slender arms evoked a certain gaze in her eyes...

Afterward, the disciples watched as the mysterious figure shuddered slightly. The various lights in the air wove themselves into a net-like pattern, which soon became transparent and ultimately formed an impenetrable barrier that surrounded all the disciples within.

“Ding!” A pendant on Black’s chest emitted a crisp chime. It was shaped like the essence of Cassius, even matching its color exactly.

Lin Yi knew the old men highly valued his constitution. Given his personality, since someone was favoring him, he would not hold back and naturally intended to leave a strong impression on those three elders.

Seeing Steward Li’s boat flying her husband’s banner, Madam Zhu finally smiled and directed the warriors behind her to go forth and welcome them.

Yun Fengze felt a jolt in his heart, thinking his precious was growing ever stronger. He had merely been silently observing the afternoon’s developments, afraid to disturb her, not daring to move, yet she could sense everything?

Voices rose in agreement. Though it was a minor family, here they were the giants, so naturally, someone had to protect them closely.

When the gunshots rang out, Cha Yi laughed heartily, a joyous laughter that seemed to celebrate the completion of a great task.

“Nanny Jin, do you have something to say?” Qu You placed the pastries on a plate, carefully wiping his fingers.

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Unlike other sects, the disciples of the Wind Mo Sect and the Nightingale Sect did not appear atop the mountain until all the disciples had gathered.

Fortunately, these were desperate outlaws who had long walked the edge of life and death. When ruthless, they fought with abandon and finally managed to seal the breach.

When the monsters first emerged from the cauldron’s mouth, they were only half to one zhang in length. As soon as they appeared, they grew with the wind, each stretching to over ten zhang before stopping.

Flames roared, and rolling azure wind demons surged forward, sweeping over the demon army. Hundreds of demon corpses turned into charred husks, smoking as they fell below.

“Willing!” a unified shout echoed, the crowd looking radiant and eager as they gazed at Lin Fan, their eyes filled with a fighting spirit like precious jade.

By this calculation, Erlang God had actually come into contact with the forces behind the Nazis. If the guess was correct, the ones in contact with him were likely the Phoenix couple.

A sudden memory surfaced in my mind—Xu Tian, who had saved me in Liu Wang Village by driving away the demon master Cheng Xiang. But thinking it over, the old village head could not be Xu Tian; Xu Tian was a good man, impossible to be him.

Seeing Yang Jian and the Supreme Lord’s words were not unfounded, the Jade Emperor too fell into deep thought, hesitating.

When five giant dragons of different elements descended from the sky, all the mercenaries were dumbfounded. They lowered their weapons—carrying arms under such circumstances could easily cause misunderstandings.

General Zaiyuan showed clear signs of caution, silently preparing, while Liang Tianyun, with a cold expression, suddenly swung his sword fiercely at General Zaiyuan.

Shangguan Xin spoke softly, her large eyes fixed on the old village chief, as if trying to see through everything in his gaze.

Just as I stepped out of the shop, I smiled wryly—indeed, I had underestimated the angels’ swiftness; someone was already waiting at the door, and it was a familiar face.

“This is a misunderstanding! Those magical circuits are—” The Wind Discipline Committee cheered, while Charles realized he had failed.

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“Somewhat similar to someone,” Liuxing thought as he looked at Charles. Feeling Liuxing’s gaze, Charles grew uneasy.

The culprit was that last bowl of rice. When Gu Nanshun dragged me to the pharmacy to buy digestion tablets, he kept insisting: Xi Xiangdong was definitely waiting for revenge.

During the free clinic in Jiulong Village, many were lonely, elderly, and unable to care for themselves. The rooms were dark, damp, and reeked of mildew, some even nauseating. Yet every time Ye Qing visited, not once did he show the slightest displeasure or impatience.

“So that’s how it is. But as you say, if those zombies were missing monks, then they must have lived a thousand years. Where are the immortals these days? Besides, if they had really lived so long, their cultivation would be terrifyingly high—but even so, they still wouldn’t have obtained the secret manual,” said Gu Yu Dufei.

Duo Duo’s soft and tender voice nearly melted Shen Ke’s heart. She realized she had indeed neglected the child lately.

Suddenly, Xi Xiangdong bit down hard on her chest through her clothes with pointed teeth. Startled, she let out a sharp cry and her entire body stiffened.

“Hey, is that Lanlan?” The phone had rung for a long time before being answered. Once connected, no one spoke. Ye Qing’s heart suddenly felt a foreboding, and he cautiously probed.

“Can I have something else to eat?” Xin Yi whispered. Her teeth were still fine, and she hadn’t been hurt at all.

Zhou Liang’s heart was pure—truly pure—like the vast Northern Sea. Though waves crashed and ice cold waters flowed, it was eternal and everlasting here.

A hundred meters away, two rows of beast soldiers, over a dozen strong, guarded a giant Apang bird, stamping its hooves and neighing, preparing for a long-distance flight.

Zhao Ji’s cup slipped from his hand and shattered on the floor. He jumped up, knocking over the table with a loud crash. Plates fell, and the crystal-clear pastries scattered across the ground, a heartbreaking sight to behold.