Chapter 40: My Lord, I Am No Longer Afraid When I Am With You

Within the Maoshan tradition, there once lived a peerless ancestor who successfully cultivated a Flying Armored Zombie and had now attained the rank of a Human Immortal.

Because Gao Bu-fan remained exactly as he had been before, appearing completely calm even upon hearing of things far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, Jiang Fan could not help but feel a chill in his heart.

"It seems that the great arrays at the other five points have all been destroyed one by one!" Situ Feng, Xuan-yuan Duan-fei, Yu Yi, Dong-fang Hai, and the others clearly sensed the anomaly of those five hollow clouds at this moment, noting that they were gradually fading away.

A man with powerful, muscular limbs strode in with heavy, thundering steps that caused the entire floor to shake. He was seething with rage, shouting with fiery indignation.

Upon seeing the grenade, the man suddenly erupted with towering flames that merged with the roar of the explosion, creating such a massive inferno that it seemed as if the entire sky were burning.

"Damn! They’ve all come! Now we’re in for a show; the Romans are likely doomed!" The Golden Donkey felt much more relaxed. It was well aware of the combat prowess of those individuals, especially since it was rumored that, with the help of their families, they had all successfully entered the "Three Flowers Gathered at the Peak" stage in the last few months, becoming titans of strength.

Du Yuan, Shen Yue-rou, Bing Yu, and Miss Qu bid farewell to Tian Zhi-feng and the four Martial Ding, then headed toward the government office of the Shen Fortress in the Immortal Domain. The road was already adorned with lanterns and streamers, filled with a festive atmosphere.

Bo Ning required Xin to follow the acupuncture point chart on the mannequin, guiding the flow of Qi through a full cycle within his body from head to toe.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one had arrived yet, Ye Ying returned to his room to practice his cooking skills so as not to embarrass himself later.

"Enough talk! This battle between us—who knows who will win or lose?" As soon as Xuan-yuan Duan-fei finished speaking, he soared into the air. His Qiong-hua sword, radiating a dazzling and incomparable brilliance, swung down toward Du Yuan’s head with the unstoppable force of a mountain-splitting strike.

After returning to school, Qiu Zi-han and Li Li-kun went back to the classroom, while Jiang Kai-ran and Hong Zi-yao strolled over to the e-sports club together.

They traveled along the river valleys in the Xishan Mountains, north of the Yellow River. The soil here was fertile. The wheat had just ripened, and the farmers were busy harvesting.

Seeing Park Jung-hee so aloof, Tang Yu-chen pursed her lips and remained silent. Perhaps it was this conceited nature of his that made Tang Yu-chen not care for him much.

The Shadow Dragon King nodded, turned, and flew in another direction, disappearing into one of the other holes.

A new name appeared once again on the Supreme Ranking, the Hall of Fame, the Epic Ranking, and even the Eternal Night Ranking.

Indeed, in the past, there were a few sheep that one dared not release for fear of attracting hungry wolves. Besides, sheep require constant care. Now that there is a bear living next door, it is more intelligent than a sheep; if one treats it well, it can become a helpful ally.

"I know, but Ye Wu-dao is not an enemy. He is an undercover agent who came in to investigate the traitor," Zhao Chu said. At this point, there was no need to hide it any longer.

Of course, the prerequisite was that the story of Black Fox suffering from congenital heart deficiency and winning the Marseille championship had to spread far enough and become famous enough for more people to know about it; only then could it create a greater impact.

Feeling the wind of the blade approaching, Jiang Kai-ran’s movements stalled. His gaze was fixed on that hand, or rather, on that blade. Yet, he did not panic, nor did he dodge; instead, his heart grew gradually tranquil. Despite being tightly enveloped by this immense sense of crisis, his mind remained as still as water.

Such beings were figures they could only look up to, never to be surpassed in a lifetime. His level of cruelty was even more terrifying; he killed without a second thought.

"Good!" "Good!" When Bai Xiao-sheng reached this point, the diners erupted in cheers, a result of the long-standing national grievances and hatred held by the border people of the Central Plains, who had suffered under the frequent raids of the nomadic tribes.

"Chee, chee-chee, chee-chee-chee." As soon as the rabbit heard Su Zhan’s plan to skin it and pull its tendons, it scrambled up from the ground in a flash and hopped twice on the spot to show that it was still alive and kicking.

Once a successful raid was carried out, over time, the idea that the Northern Desert people were invincible became deeply ingrained in the hearts of the people of North Star City.

As Yu Xi walked along the path, let alone the sound of human voices, he did not even hear the crowing of roosters or the barking of dogs; a strange, eerie silence permeated the surroundings.

"That person is Manor Lord Lu. His kung fu is mediocre, but he has many connections in both the underworld and the righteous factions. He is the one who convened this assembly," Mo Ran-hu explained to Li Bing, turning his head slightly.

At the beginning, they were quite attentive to his mistress, but because his mistress was always indifferent, they were unable to get close.

Living off one's savings would certainly not last forever. Su Zhan pondered that since Wugu Vine was so valuable, making a living by selling spiritual plants in the future would be a viable path.

Seeing this arrow, many thoughts flashed through Yu Xi's mind. He immediately shouted, "You villain! How dare you strike with a hidden arrow!" He drew the long sword from his waist and slashed, cutting the hidden arrow in two.

Liu Da-gang initially thought that paying the fine would allow him to go home, but who would have thought that even after paying, he would still be detained and even sent to prison? He immediately refused to accept it.

He forcibly memorized the entire martial arts manual within a few hours, hoping that even if he could not comprehend it himself, one day a disciple of the Zi-wu Sect might, and would carry the sect forward. This manuscript later fell into the hands of his son, Sun Wu-yi.

Tang's pupils constricted, and he answered the ringing Den Den Mushi with a nervous expression.