Clearing the Mountains

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Everyone trembled uncontrollably, filled with profound regret. If this matter were to be exposed, their reputations would be completely ruined.

Such a method was indeed rather cruel, yet cultivators must contend against the heavens for their destiny from the very start. Such struggles were therefore understandable and could even be considered a growth opportunity, especially since encountering so many practitioners all at once was no common occurrence.

Ruan Lingfeng turned around on his own accord and began giving instructions to his servants. Whispering incessantly, he kept his back turned the entire time.

Aoi Tisho was overjoyed beyond measure. The sealed demonic blade, Crimson Flame, had actually channeled a wisp of its demonic aura into his body.

Thinking of her now, she realized just how difficult it was for the two to coexist, yet her father had managed it. Even when betrayed by his sworn brothers, he did not extinguish his conscience, remaining righteous enough to die for them. Was this foolishness, or sheer persistence?

"You mean that in a year's time, if this ten million share is not a fixed ten thousand strings of cash, could it possibly be ten-odd thousand strings?" The merchant's wife, who had long managed her own shop, understood such principles.

Li Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly as he sighed inwardly: *Oh no, to think I would encounter an expert at a time like this.* His previous strike had been executed with all his might, yet it had been intercepted by the other party without the slightest effort.

Ruan Xingru had a blunt disposition and failed to grasp the underlying meaning in the shopkeeper's words. Unable to understand how someone surnamed Xiao could have become the young master of the Tao family, she prepared to question further.

He Wanwan failed in her scheme to harm others and instead ended up harming herself. Such judgment was worrisome, rendering her unqualified to be the matriarch of a household.

What Chen Yu needed to do now was to comprehend the true essence of the Crimson Fox Sword Technique. Once grasped, the technique would become as obedient to him as his own arm, and the consumption of true qi would be drastically reduced.

"Could this matter be related to the legendary Immovable Wrath King?" Upon hearing this, Elder Guan could not help but ask aloud.

For Ning Xuanxuan, Xiang Yang was the one who had rescued her from fire and water, the one who restored her confidence in love, and the one who made her experience love. Yet now, he was also the one who caused her disappointment and whom she feared losing.

Nangong Haonan also secretly thought things were looking bad, and his right palm suddenly conjured a blade out of thin air—a long saber shaped much like a sword.
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Above, the canopy of the night sky unfolded slowly like a massive scroll. There was no moon, nor stars. It was dark as ink.

Yet he simply wished to verify it for himself, needing Lin Menghhan to give him some sort of "irrefutable proof" to confirm that the strange dreams he had experienced over the past few days were genuinely real. Even if speaking of it might lead to disbelief from others, as long as he himself believed it existed, that was enough.

Bai Bingbing fell silent for a moment before nodding. She was not stupid; this situation was helpless yet remained the best possible choice. To battle against a renowned master... Bai Bingbing had never even dreamed of such a thing.

The next day, which was Mıkata's second day as a dog, he was fretting over how to return to the modern era and transform back into a human.

The afternoon in Qingshi Town was equally bustling. Merchants coming and going walked through here, a noisy and lively scene.

Yuling initially thought the village chief was a sensible man, but why did his words increasingly sound harsher?

"I've had enough fun. Li Gong, get lost. I'll deal with you in a moment," said Gu Beiye as he raised his hand and sent Uncle Gong flying with a single palm strike, then sped toward Li Mu.

Tang Wei lacked that much energy. The moment she entered, she collapsed onto the sofa, looking thoroughly exhausted.

Zaqin's subordinates waited outside all night, daring neither to slack off nor to act rashly. Their hearts hammered with anxiety, as they had no inkling of what the three individuals inside were negotiating, and they worried intensely for Zaqin's safety. Seeing the three emerge from the room at last, they immediately grew tense, drawing their bows, notching arrows, and gripping their sabers in readiness.

This time, Li Zhuying's success gave Old Ancestor Minghe confidence. Upon returning to the Sea of Blood, in order to make the demiplane of the Blood Sea completely ascend, he sought out the lair of a demon god and fought to the death with a peerless fiend.

Everyone had been running for a long time, so naturally they were exhausted. Consequently, they were all panting heavily. Truth be told, none of them even knew how long they had been running.

"This... the Emperor really acts with such decisive thunder." Having witnessed this thrilling scene, Jiang Shu could not help but praise.

Most of the others had returned to their rooms, while a few remained in the bar to frolic. The area around the swimming pool was utterly tranquil, save for the sound of Ye An'an's hands slapping against the water's surface.
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Xuan Gui heard him finish his vow and let out a chuckle, saying, "Since you've sworn the oath, I can save you." The thin immortal pointed at the fat immortal and said, "Save my second brother first, save my second brother first!" Although the two had committed countless evils, their fraternal bond was deep. Seeing the fat immortal in mortal peril, the thin immortal begged Xuan Gui to save his brother first.

Outside the corridor door, by the corner of the wall, clusters of white magnolia blossoms were blooming brilliantly. Across the distant riverbank opposite the hospital district, a perimeter of colorful, wide skirts seemed to unfurl in the spring light. As a gentle breeze swept past, waves of emerald branches rippled like multicolored vernal ripples gleaming gently in the sunlight.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Chen Afu and the others got out of bed. Chen Afu brought Aunt Zeng, Xiayue, Qiuyue, and Xue Dagui, along with Zhui Feng, Qiqi, and Huihui.

Pingliang was gradually turning into a comfortable haven for the Qiang and Hu peoples. Along his entire journey, Lü Bu failed to see a single Han person; even when he did encounter any, they were kept as slaves by the Qiang and Hu in their tribes, put to work herding sheep and horses.

Inside seven or eight wooden houses, several disciples were bustling about unceasingly, placing mature poisonous herbs one by one into corresponding jade boxes to be delivered to the market in the city.

A flash of sharp light gleamed in Tao Ran's eyes, his body remaining completely motionless as Ye Tianming's hand smoothly reached through the open car window and grabbed Tao Ran's shoulder. Ye Tianming then exerted force abruptly, but to his shock, the spot his fingers grasped felt precisely like an iron plate, unyielding, while the muscle beneath his fingers sent back a springy rebound.

"You're just talking nonsense. If there were an outlet, how did those piles of skeletons in this underground city form? Wouldn't people have escaped?" Tang Shuo glanced at him, feeling somewhat disinclined to bother with him. Fourth Sister glared fiercely, causing Tang Shuo to instantly shrink his neck back.

Since that was the case, it was better to say nothing and do nothing, silently searching for evidence so as to completely overturn the situation on some future day.

A Tier 2 poisonous beast possessed combat strength equivalent to the Poison Spirit realm. Had Gu Qing not been injured earlier, such low-level poisonous beasts—let alone a few, even if hundreds came—could have been dealt with by a single sneeze.
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