Chapter 57: The Vermilion Ash Leader in Salesmanship

At that critical juncture, suddenly, someone from another direction rushed to the scene. A pair of gigantic wings grew from his ribs as well, and with a single flap of his wings, he forcefully drove back the joint attacks of the two sect masters. Boom, boom, boom—earth-shattering energy fluctuations instantly erupted in the area.

The robed figure in black had never expected Wuchen to launch a sudden counter-attack and turn back on him. The incoming blow struck him directly, slicing straight across his abdomen and tearing his black garments to shreds.

Having sorted out what she wanted and what she could let go of, Cao Yan gave up on the idea of chasing after Yu Yun.

Upon second thought, I realized it made sense. Since we were already here, there was no need to be so gloomy and lifeless, but where should we go to have fun?

Li Xueli smiled apologetically at Xu Qimo, then turned to speak with Zhang Zhihao, intending to pull him back into that social circle over there.

"Enough!" Song Tianmin thundered in rage, slamming his palm down so hard on the table that the candlesticks upon it leaped into the air.

"You are no match for them! Going out like this is nothing more than seeking death!" Hu Ziyu shouted loudly. The cultivation bases of those ancient demons were terrifying; they were definitely not opponents that two guardians could stop, nor would it work even if the current clan chief came. Otherwise, the Purple Fox clan would not be facing the brink of annihilation.

"On the verge of death yet not quite dead simply means on the verge of death yet not quite dead. Is there any other explanation needed for that?" Shu Yao glared at Huang Juan.

"Why did you call me up here—" The proprietress's ghostly voice seemed to emerge from the nethermost depths of the abyss. The room was churning with yin energy, making one shiver involuntarily.

Sure enough, as they drew closer, one of the three began gesturing to them, signaling them to stop the car. You Xiao thought to herself that it was all over; running into a flash inspection here meant there was simply no way to escape.

After entering October, the morning temperature was no longer as sweltering as before. Compared to the air over in Japan, the air quality in Dragon Country was indeed somewhat inferior.

Therefore, by stepping on the shoulders of the Dao Sect's young master, he could build his prestige. In this way, he would be able to attract many martial experts to his side, facilitating his future endeavors.

More importantly, Meng Qi even distributed monthly stipends to these people regularly—something that had never been done before. Therefore, although these individuals felt somewhat resistant at first, once they understood the situation, they immediately raised no objections whatsoever.

"Alright, let's set off!" Xiao Muxue said, immediately drawing her longbow and loosing arrows toward the distant monsters.

It was rumored that this person had once crossed swords with a sage. It was uncertain whether the rumor was true, but one thing was certain: he was definitely a top-tier quasi-sage, on the same level as the Great Emperor of Fengdu.

The problem was that someone like Tao Chengshi, the CEO of such a major listed company, had come over to serve as an executive for her web novel. She was simply worried that if his identity were ever leaked one day, it might cause some adverse effects on his status and position.

The former seemed as simple as a question-and-answer pair, but when you silently recited it in your heart, you could always extract profound principles of conduct and living from it.

And the emperor arrived at this moment. Seeing the farce filling the room, his eyes were full of appreciation for Jun Lanjin. Seeing that this son of his was not a pushover to be bullied at will, the aged emperor felt somewhat relieved. As long as his competence surpassed that of the third prince and he was more upright and compassionate toward the people, he intended to bestow the imperial throne upon Jun Lanjin.

One must know that prior to this, Selena's magical power tier was the lowest, barely reaching the white rank.

"This must be the large cave inside the Valley of Bravery, right? It looks enormous," Xiao Muxue said, staring at the cavern on the giant rock and frowning in contemplation.

"It seems he has figured it out," Tang Qiang breathed a sigh of relief. He was the one responsible for inviting Ye Hao; if Ye Hao had refused, how could he have had the face to go back and report?

Silver light flashed as the Vast Sea Bracers were equipped, covered in dark red magical patterns. The chilling, sharp gleam gave them an indescribably eerie appearance.

Ye Ranran rarely used voice transmission to reach him, but whenever she did, something must be the matter. Who knew what issue it was this time?

Although this was the headquarters, to put it bluntly, it was merely a place for training new members and housing the elders. Assassins had no fixed abode and rarely returned to this headquarters.

"Naturally." The expression on the face of the Fate-Knowing Mage was extremely serious, and there was even a trace of displeasure at being questioned.

Wu Feng was not without shock within his heart. He had never imagined that Shi Zhixuan had actually reached this stage, managing to condense the fervent wishes and faith of believers to forge a golden body for himself.

Zhao Long said nothing more. He quickly stood up, saluted Liang Ye, and then turned to leave the office.

Having known Beiming Zixiu for so many years, she naturally knew that what he had just said was merely out of anger and that he would not take it to heart.

Armored War Wolf: Slumbers by day and hunts by night, exceptionally agile. Clad in sturdy armor, capable of both offense and defense, boasting superb combat skills—destined to accompany you in battle for a lifetime.

That deity-welcoming spirit was spat out by the snake demon. Ren Bai, who had witnessed the scene at the time, was quite overjoyed and hurried over to the side of the deity-welcoming spirit. The entire body of the spirit was still smeared with some of the snake's vomit.

Thus, it was only then that he stepped forward boldly. Sure enough, this truly won Fang Bing's favor; a feeling of being moved and stirred, bordering on joy, swept through her.