Chapter 174: Isn't This Basically Extortion?

Tang Yan loosened his grip and strode rapidly toward Shuiyue's room. Mu Qing was about to follow closely behind, but was called back by someone stepping down from a carriage parked behind them.

Several days later, master and servant arrived in Nanjing. Chai Yu took the imperial examination on schedule and successfully placed first, topping the list. When the joyous news reached home, Chai Hu was overjoyed, and the entire family celebrated.

In truth, Rong Ge was afraid, and Yun Jie was afraid as well! He feared that once they clashed, Rong Ge would completely see through his bottom line, and that would be the end of him. His battle armor could not be used, and the Qilin star soul was absent. He was no match for Rong Ge whatsoever; going up against him would only result in a severe beating.

"No way, a low-tier Saint Sovereign cultivation base killing a low-tier Heavenly Emperor? Are you joking?" A bystander expressed disbelief and immediately retorted.

She instantly regained her composure as the crimson blood gradually transformed into a raging fire of fury, burning fiercely within her eyes. She blamed herself for being too careless and falling victim to the enemy's mind-manipulating arts, which was what caused Su Mu to be injured.

Beside Wan Chongwu, Wu Yue hurried forward. Both the Tian family and the Tong family were prominent clans in Shangshui Commandery, and the status of their two patriarchs was naturally extraordinary.

Just as Yang Guo turned around and saw Jiang Yin covered by layers of blade radiance, his eyes split with fury and he let out a wild roar. At that exact moment, as if struck by a sudden epiphany, the heavy Xuan-iron sword in his hand grew abruptly light and heavy, taking on an uncanny and unpredictable quality.

The giant salamander zombie seemed highly angered that its easy meal had escaped far away. From its tooth-filled maw, it spat out streams of acidic liquid that caused the reinforced concrete walls to hiss and smoke violently.

The instant the vibrant lotus shot directly forward, the void itself was torn apart, and that ultimate blazing heavenly fire proved incomparably precise, abruptly slicing through Li Xi's flames.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Do you have any evidence that I'm the one who killed him?" Li Xin panicked immediately, backing away hurriedly.

At this time, Liu Tian and his group—"Brothers, you go ahead. I am already a dead man, don't worry about me." With these words, the soldier removed his helmet and slumped helplessly against a large tree nearby, passing away just like that. It was truly pathetic.

Beholding this dark and desolate landscape, Hu Ao shook his head slightly. Although during the great war between immortals and demons, Rongrong had been a leading figure of the Demon Realm, she was definitely not within the Demon Realm at present. Those bizarre garbs and mountain scenery bore not the slightest resemblance to the Demon Realm.

Body cultivators use the meridians as conduits to channel primordial energy, tempering their bones and muscles—a domineering and direct method of cultivation. In terms of refinement, it was inferior to spirit cultivators, yet it placed greater emphasis on sheer perseverance, as tempering the body essentially relied on forging it with raw primordial energy. As long as one could endure, success was guaranteed.

"All units, move out." Upon confirming everything was in order, Lei gave the command and immediately took the lead, heading out according to the directions on the map.

This time, Yuan Feng did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned to look at Emperor Hengxi, inquiring with his eyes whether he should reveal the truth to Yun Weiyang.

Aptitude? Hua Yuheng, just like the original body owner, possessed a trash physique that was rare in a century. Where on earth could she have obtained any aptitude?

A single sentence choked him into silence. Having run into walls multiple times, Zhang Zhipei was also exceedingly furious.

As Zhenyuanzi finished speaking, the immortals immediately cried out in unison: "Wipe out the demon army! Avenge Master Hu Ao!" Their resounding and sorrowful voices echoed far into the distance.

"Mom, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all. I just feel like this sensation has never happened to me before," Li Xin said, resting his head on his mother's shoulder with a trace of sorrow. Despite the sorrow, this was also the longing that Li Xin had harbored in his heart for over a decade.

Who was that person with a face covered in blood, tears mingling with sweat and gore as they streamed down, if not Zhao Chun?

On the way back to the estate, Peng Lifeng kept his brows tightly knit all the way to Prince Gong's Mansion, dismounting his horse and walking inward. Tomorrow he was set to depart on a military campaign, and this time, no matter what, he had to properly settle that mother and son.

There was one matter, however, that I needed to clarify with my maternal grandmother—concerning this purple-gold box. Upon learning that grandmother was Mia's sister, I had once suspected this box was also discovered within that immortal immortal cave, but upon deeper reflection, I decided otherwise. Mia had absolutely no recognition of this box, and surely grandmother wouldn't have hidden it away.

Just as Xiao Xiyuo was wheeled out of the delivery room and saw that message, her entire body went cold! Overcome by heart-wrenching pain, she fainted! At that time, Anyang lay quietly beside her.

He wished to unify the realm, yet he had never cared about the lives and deaths of these soldiers, nor had he ever worried about the fate of others the way Peng Lifeng did. Benevolent to the people as his own children—that was how the people of the world spoke of him, but before his own junior martial brother, Chu Chu was utterly ashamed.

Ji Wange's voice was never the tender and soft kind; most of the time, her voice was exceptionally cold and detached, just as it was now.

"Well then, why don't you coax me sincerely as well?" Between the lines, a hint of teasing lingered.

As for how many skeletal spaces similar to those two layers existed at the base, it was utterly impossible to predict. When the air currents grew strong enough, some of the black stone mud covering the skeletal openings would be blasted away by the airflow, transforming them into one container after another.

If the contents of the box filled her with such terror, why would she insist that I keep it on my person at all times? She even claimed it could safely guide me through my tribulation—what tribulation was she referring to? Could it be related to the destiny Aunt Mei had spoken of regarding me?

Now that the Flower Sovereign has arrived in our clan's territory, why not grant this Sovereign Purple a minor courtesy and allow me to invite the Flower Sovereign for a cup of plain tea, fulfilling my duties as a host?" Feng Zihuang smiled with an alluring and romantic charm.

As soon as a small ferry reached the shore, a multitude of people crowded off. Some carried shoulder poles with hanging cages, from which the slender necks of ducks poked out, emitting hoarse, quacking cries.