Volume 1, Chapter 42: My Lord, This Servant Does Not Wish to Return to Shaoguang Courtyard
The discussing adventurers paid no attention to the departure of the two. After all, countless familiar faces came and went here every day, many of whom were heading straight for the Star-Falling Fruit at the auction.
"Aunty Qian, don't you worry. The two of us know our limits, so you don't need to fret over us. Just focus your efforts on capturing that Star-Falling Fruit," Mu Yi said, waving his hand to reassure her that he and Qing Xian'er would be safe and needed no looking after.
Lord Mie Mie, however, mistook Jun Wuxie's inquiry as being about the Blood-Vowing Rabbit, and immediately puffed out its chest, letting out a proud and dashing snort.
The Zhang family ancestor and the mysterious powerhouse who was about to appear had long since joined forces with Mu Yi and the others to completely wipe out the members of the Zhang family.
The video clearly demonstrated the stability of the Chinese brocade carp genetics. The second-generation red-and-white brocade carps completely inherited the red-patch and white-background traits of both parents. Their bodies were slender, graceful, and enchanting, surpassing the first-generation carps to become even more perfect, alluring, and breathtakingly beautiful.
Hearing Jiang Yi's request, Mu Yi did not find it too excessive, so after a brief consideration, he agreed. After all, they had given him access to the Heavenly Ladder for half a year, along with an intermediate martial arts manual, which meant he was already coming out ahead. He was not the kind of person who failed to repay a kindness.
This time, he had to get the angle, depth, and precision just right. He had to bury the enemy properly without ending up burying himself along with them.
Genius and idiocy are separated by only a thread. Most of the time, Jun Wuxie was a genius, but in certain aspects, she was no different from an absolute fool.
"Evildoer, evildoer, look at my sewing skills, have they improved?" While Yuan Bao was inwardly slandering her in his heart, Gu Changze flaunted the sack he had sewn himself right in front of Zhou Mu, looking for praise.
He arrived once again atop the head of the great ape, and drove the dagger that was already lodged there completely into its brain.
"I am going to start my attack." Despite Yan'er maintaining her defensive posture throughout, Zheng Ming still issued a polite warning.
Yan Tianlang was dissatisfied, but could only suppress his anger by force. After all, when it came to strategy, he was no match for Huyan Peng.
"This disciple is naturally willing!" Shen Tiandu was overjoyed. He never expected that Ouyang Qingfeng would actually keep him in mind—this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Thinking of this, it swept its gaze around, looking at the surrounding people who stood with folded arms watching coldly, and let out a sneer. Apart from the anxious Bai Tu, who kept trying to break free from Allen's restraints, none of them regarded it as a companion; in their eyes, it probably didn't even count as the same species.
"I never expected you to start wearing bandages too. Wrapped up so tightly, I bet you'll start smelling even worse soon," Lie Die said, chuckling softly to herself.
"Han Qianru, consider yourself lucky this time. Once we enter the inner sect, I'll teach you a proper lesson. When that time comes, you won't be so fortunate," Maping Chuan said with a fierce expression, his eagle-like, sharp eyes locked tightly onto Han Qianru.
Yet back at the bar, the level of skill Xia Fan displayed—that speed of movement and overpowering domineering aura—was surely not something possessed merely by an S-rank martial artist?
Fortunately, the rabbits yielded high experience points. After slaying just seven of them, he had already advanced to level two. Of course, having killed so many and fighting monsters above his level, item drops were quite frequent, though regrettably, the vast majority were quest items, with only a few gold coins being of any real use.
"Understood!" replied the warlord named Zhang Fu, who then hastily summoned his premier general, Pang Feng.
"Why don't you all just back off on your own?" Chu泽 said with a teasing smirk. After all, this was a rare scene of bullying weaker opponents; previously, he had almost always fought opponents of higher ranks, so it seemed he could finally let his opponents experience fighting someone above their rank.
Within this vast sea of sand, the Great Dao of Pure Yang was in decline, and nearly every inch of the void was permeated with an inexplicable sorrow.
Zhong Yuxuan's figure suddenly paused, and he immediately descended toward the ground. After a few breaths, he touched down, released Tianmiao, and looked at Ye Zhengleng with a puzzled expression. Reaching out to probe Ye Zhengleng's meridians, his brow furrowed deeply.
"Brother Zhuge, Xiao Yi should be fine, right?" Shangguan Qing's gaze suddenly shifted toward Zhuge Xing, a hint of worry in his expression.
Even now, the eyes of the Third Prince of Chixiao were still filled with utter shock, but Ye Han did not give him a chance to think.
Of course, the rule prohibiting the entry of large pets still existed, as many large pets carried inherent dangers. No one could guarantee whether a large pet might cause harm to others.
After gathering all the medicinal herbs, Wan'er followed Qin Ming's instructions to mix the different medicinal ingredients in specific proportions and place them into the Haotian Ding cauldron, before pouring in clean water. With Wan'er's assistance, he removed all his clothes and immersed himself in the water.
Following this commotion stirred up by Luo Chen, today's events had already spread throughout the Holy City. Learning of Luo Chen's heroic feat, the people all felt immensely exhilarated.
The leader of the Dark Night Demon Clan immediately sensed it. Feeling this fluctuation of energy, which emanated from thousands of Changsheng Gate disciples, the battle cries shook the entire valley.
"Hmph!" Li Cheng's actions clearly showed a lack of trust in him, but Manager Wu did not say much else. He merely let out a cold hmph tinged with a hint of threat.