Chapter 39: Though He Was Not Born of Her, He Owed Her the Title of Mother

This passage was not so easy for Wei Xifeng; he struggled to articulate the words, "Jiang Li wu, wu wu..."

"Mist." Jiang Liwu dipped his finger in water and wrote it out stroke by stroke on the wooden tabletop.

"Mist, Mist-Mist." This time Wei Xifeng got it right, the name rolling off his tongue with ease as he used Jiang Liwu’s nickname. Although Wei Xifeng was older than Jiang Liwu in reality, being addressed this way always gave Jiang Liwu a strange, topsy-turvy feeling.

At this moment, the powerful cultivators from the Emei Sect who had abandoned their ships arrived around the Divine Might warship. Through the transparent defensive barrier, they looked pleadingly at the Emei elites and high-ranking officials inside the flying vessel. Sword Sovereign Tianyou watched the countless Emei cultivators surrounding them, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

A song began, accompanied by the sound of a zither. The Seven-Cultivation Swords were unsheathed, and seven rays of light in different colors shot out from the jade zither. As soon as the sword light appeared, it surged in the air, immediately transforming into the forms of seven spiritual beasts.

After a pause, Liu Peng added, "Let me offer you another suggestion. You could engage in afforestation! The cost itself isn't high, and in three to five years, you'll have more resources for development, don't you think? If you are considering it..."

Accompanying the shouts was a continuous, clattering sound of explosions. Dozens of clay pots filled with grease were smashed by the shields of the vanguard suicide troops, who had been caught off guard. The rich, pungent aroma of oil instantly saturated the hillside.

The power of the World-Ending Cannon was terrifying—one could tell just from its name. Its destructive force was more than ten times greater than the Divine Might Cannon. More importantly, unlike the Divine Might Cannon or ordinary Heaven-Swallowing Cannons, which fired in singular bursts, the World-Ending Cannon emitted a continuous, devastating beam of light.

He still had to help, but Yang Hongsen did not want to do it now. He did not want to fall out with Yuan Shikai, at least not in this manner.

Liu Peng walked slowly toward the village, and faintly, from behind him, he could hear Li Dacai’s loud shouting.

The Fatty had also forcibly elevated himself to the realm of a Saint. The five inherent elemental sword energies within his body fused with his five natal sword artifacts. Under the pressure of the internal and external five elements intertwining and rotating in both forward and reverse directions, the five swords merged into one, becoming a chaotic sword energy of the Five Elements. That sword was also upgraded to the level of a Chaotic Supreme Treasure.

Han Lingling shifted her body, and then her smooth, fair hands began to wander restlessly over Su Lin’s body again.

"Indeed! It is the effect of the Hogyoku!" Aizen smiled slightly, his expression becoming increasingly calm. Because he felt he had seen through Ryan’s hypnotic abilities, all the anxiety in his heart vanished.

After such an incident occurred, Tantai Li naturally could not make it public, lest he cause panic among the people. Thus, he could only secretly hide those bones in a place that even Tantai Ming did not know about.

Luo Yu’s expression remained unchanged as she tightened her grip, and an invisible long whip rapidly condensed in her hand. She spun her body in mid-air, moving as if dancing. With every rotation, the whip lashed out flexibly toward the vortex beside her.

Guan Xiuyan was startled and nodded hurriedly. He thought to himself that the Emperor truly knew a great deal, and another wave of cold sweat broke out across his back.

As soon as the words fell, a delicate, jade-like hand had already grabbed Chen Kuang’s shoulder. The malevolent energy on the palm appeared deep cyan, possessing a bizarre suction force.

He could have lived a very happy life, yet in the end, he chose the most difficult path to walk.

It was not that they were flying; rather, they were being drawn by the power of the beam of light, slowly floating up toward the spatial rift.

At this moment, whether it was the Seventh-Order Demon Kings far away or Bodano standing before Huang Zheng, every expert at the Demon King level had a drastic change in their expression.

"The ones who killed them were not me, but the people behind you," Chen Kuang shook his head slightly and said indifferently.

Shen Shiqi immediately left the palace and galloped toward Hangu Pass. After traveling only a few miles, he pulled the reins with a sharp "Whoa!" and stopped. From a distance, he saw several prisoner wagons approaching through the snow, and the attire of the supervisor in front was clearly that of a Chang'an official.

"Delusion! How could I let you trample upon the people of this Fallen Continent as you please?" Mo Xuan’s tone was firm and without hesitation.

Liu Zong planned to re-enter the Fantasy Gem to see if the globalization of fantasy could pull him out of it.

Liu Zong glanced at the Ghostly Chain and hesitated, but eventually contacted Liu Chun to ask if he had any stock on hand. However, Liu Chun’s answer left Liu Zong quite helpless; as a Level 1 player, he only obtained items that matched his own profession’s attributes.

Zi pursed her lips, revealing a resolute smile. Her pair of bright purple eyes shone brilliantly, making one’s heart flutter uncontrollably.

Because this turn, he had to use "Devil Shovel Worm" to attack, and after the attack, he would have no cards and no field presence.

"Boom!" The sword qi exploded on the ground, creating an unscientifically massive blast. Smoke filled the air, slightly blurring Nide’s vision.

"That, I truly don't know." Agent Carter only then remembered the person who had struck moments ago. But at the time, no one in the chaotic scene had noticed who had made the move; everyone’s attention had been focused elsewhere.

At the same time, the water-shaped bird perched in Benjamin’s hand turned its head and transformed into a magic-suppressing bubble, completely enveloping the Soul Heart.

After diagnosing Qin Miao’s pulse, Qin Changning threw the handkerchief aside. She used strong liquor to disinfect her hands before taking a porcelain bottle from her sleeve to swallow a dose herself. She then took another pill, crushed it into powder with her internal energy in her palm, and fed it to Qin Miao before walking toward the entrance of the tent.

Seeing this, Duke Colin couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated. He had heard many tales about Benjamin and had witnessed the terrifying scene of the Great Water Sphere in the capital with his own eyes. The young man before him was frighteningly bold and never played by the rules; it was impossible to predict what kind of plan he might have.

After listening, the old man picked up the draft paper with the formula and began to ponder with a wry smile. Seeing this, Benjamin knew the other party needed more time to think, and his presence here was useless. Therefore, he quietly left and closed the door to the alchemy room.

Also returning to the dormitory was Bai Jia. This one was a difficult character to deal with; ever since the dormitory next to his had become vacant, he had frequently come over, looking as if he were prepared to replace the Fatty.