Chapter 53: Ascending the Mountain

An Zicong sat on the floor, but unlike the others who were relaxed, he looked around anxiously as if plagued by fleas.
“The Demon Subduing Cauldron is just for show in your hands. If you lend it to me, I guarantee I’ll wipe out every demon and monster in the Six Ren Mountains,” he said. The Demon Subduing Cauldron was a sacred relic of the Jianmu, a treasure born from the divine tree after thirty-six thousand years of growth. Inside the cauldron was a world of its own, reinforced by eighty-one layers of Vajra blessings, making it impossible for any evil spirit to draw near.
A cascade of black hair fell over her chest, and Lin Baobao’s face was reflected in her large eyes. She gently clasped Lin Baobao’s hand, as if she wished to summon all her strength to protect her.
The words of the fox-bodied man struck right at Li Hai’s weakness; at this moment, he couldn’t help but soften his tone and replied, “So what?”
In fact, compared to the previous circumstances, the current situation brought him less pressure.
Thus, with Princess Chiba present, Ou Yangxi saw no need for caution in rebuking Mei Long.
“I didn’t realize all this. In my panic just now, I said things that were hurtful. Please don’t take it to heart,” Mu Yuncheng said, sitting across from him, ashamed of his own reckless behavior.
The staff member nodded, swiped the boarding pass at the infrared sensor, and with a beep, the check was complete.
Observing this, Mu Yuncheng wondered to himself, how could Prince Ning’s regular army be no match for the East Sea Alliance’s defense forces? By rights, the battle should have ended already; the field should be cleared, with ambushes set around. Yet from the look of things, the fight seemed to have just taken place.
About three minutes later, Kana slowly raised her head, her gaze now clear and resolute.
The Rampaging Vajra wanted to counterattack, but his body was bound by the heavenly beast’s lightning and unable to move an inch.
As for whether intervening to save Du Xue’er in danger would violate the rules of the competition between the two sects, Li Yichen didn’t give it a second thought.
Shangguan Wuji laughed as if he had come into possession of a treasure, gleefully content. He turned and offered incense to each memorial tablet in order, mumbling prayers under his breath.
“In the preliminaries, our Huaxia team already secured first place overall, the Japanese team was second, and the German team third. So we are still very strong in this event,” Han Qiao said, eagerly anticipating the final match of the evening.
“Don’t care to talk to you. I’m heading home,” Bai Shuo retorted irritably, unable to outdo his own mother. He wanted to return to mourn in silence and check on Taozi. After all this time, she must be hungry, and he ought to go feed her.
But as their master had made clear, there could be only one successor. That meant one of them would have to be eliminated.
Seeing her cousin sprawled across the couch reading storybooks, looking both unrefined and radiantly charming, Hongyu couldn’t help but make a remark.
“Wait here a moment. I’ll go take a look!” Yu Ruyan frowned slightly, then rose to her feet and spoke.
“I don’t care what others think. I, Qiu Wanshan, am not bothered. Even if you, Young Master Long, dare to challenge me to a duel to the death, I’d accept!” Having once lost to Long Yunxiao, Qiu Wanshan had taken it to heart. Now, feeling he had improved, he naturally wished to reclaim his honor.
He pushed open the door and found the house spotless. Jin Feng knew it must have been his father who had returned, for his mother had no interest in cleaning up.
The second-year team sent out a young man, a level-four mecha engineer, while the first-year contestant, Luo Guixing, was only level three. The gap was quite obvious, and unlike the match with Tang Wulin, this time Luo Guixing was thoroughly outmatched.