56 Parallel World (Part 2)

"Fine... whatever..." Atticus initially seemed as if he wanted to argue, but in the end, he said nothing at all.

That night, Qingyu and Qingxuan arrived at the yamen. At this time, the officials inside had already begun to rest, and the jailers were also drowsy. Therefore, for Qingyu and Qingxuan, finding the madman was undoubtedly quite easy. However, what neither of them expected was—

Just as Gulu was about to pull his foot out, he felt an astonishing wave of heat. Looking back, he saw an orange-yellow fireball hurtling straight toward his face—it was the exact same Fireball technique used by the goblin shaman.

Under such circumstances, they would exhibit this exact state of mind, desperate to completely drive out the intruders who had dared to set foot upon their inhabited island.

"Grape, I like you. I like your smile, I like the way you smile at me. Whether you are the most beautiful or not, I like you. I am not good at expressing myself, but I am good at loving you."

Given the relationship between Wu Li and Li San, there was naturally no need to hide anything, so he asked directly and straightforwardly.

"Old Fatty, if you hit me on the head again, I'm really not going." Lu Wanzhou's head hurt terribly. Old Fatty always hit this hard; if it weren't for the fact that he was her mother's colleague, she would have fought back long ago.

The people of the Ten Great Clans had pulled such stunts countless times; it was just that now, someone was turning their own tactics back against them.

The layout of the immortal cave came entirely into view the moment Li Yuan stepped inside, though a Golden Core cultivator's dwelling did not hold all that much attraction for him.

Although the noble who had just traded seats with him wore a thoroughly reluctant expression, upon catching sight of Sean's face, he still swallowed the words of refusal.

Qingyue felt somewhat bewildered. Wasn't she in the stone chamber? She could not forget the pain she had just felt—it was comparable to the agony of her sea of consciousness shattering. She knew she had truly experienced it.

After pulling out the two figures of the Child Emperor of a Hundred Lives, the Evil God pointed a single finger, instantly sealing away both of their cultivation bases.

Director He opened the computer on Warden Duan's desk, skillfully navigated to the banking page, and swiftly punched in Wang Ping's card number. The account balance displayed read two million and seventy thousand.

"My lord, it will be the Hour of Xu in another quarter-hour," Yeying gently knocked on the door, her meek voice filtering through.

"Teacher Yan, I will work hard and strive to be just like you, entering Teacher Lou's team to work!" Quan Shuang clenched his fists in excitement.

Seeing that the two of them remained silent, Wutian did not ask further. He directly issued an order to spread the news of the unification of the demon realm to create a sensational effect.

"It seems things are not that simple. We must think of a way, or... ask Senior Hua for help? Her Reincarnation Godhead will surely be able to cure Lou Lan!" Su Moyu suddenly proposed.

Scarcely a day went by without a war breaking out, and fierce bandits and outcasts of the upper realms constantly stirred up chaos here.

Di Jiu looked up at him. The young man stood quietly before the doorway, one hand pushing open the tightly closed panels. The fiery sunset seemed to shine into this already darkened room solely for him.

Consort Ying could not catch up and could only silently offer a prayer in the depths of her heart, begging the Eternal Sky to protect Lady Changzai from any harm.

That scoundrel also knew how to weigh the stakes. The gap in their cultivation was not large; if he drove the opponent into a desperate corner and they decided to drag him down with them in a mutual destruction, he would either die or suffer severe injuries. Why bother?

The Black Dragon could experience Tang Ze's most direct thoughts, and Tang Ze could likewise feel the Black Dragon's sensations and intentions.

Qin Feng successfully sneaked in. By the time he entered, Ramos had just stepped out, so the two did not cross paths in any way.

Chen Lihua was speaking of the night he had asked Wei Peng to take a shot at the "terrorist" rocketeers, an incident where Wei Peng had not dared to pull the trigger. Ever since that day, Wei Peng had never forgiven himself, wearing a gloomy, mourning expression all day long as if he had committed some monstrous, disgraceful crime.

"However, as I said before, because this cultivation technique is quite special, not just anyone can practice it. Take you humans, for instance—without opening your spiritual pupils, it is utterly impossible to practice this technique!" said the Yin Demon.

The two of them did not even have the chance to scurry away with their heads in their hands; all they could do was obediently endure this beating. Their already fragile spiritual energy shields were shattered to dust in an instant, followed immediately by the brutal reality of fists connecting directly with flesh.

"I suppose so. What is a child like you worrying your head about these things for? Your main task right now is to study," Dai Yuankang said, smiling at Dai Jia when he saw her expression.

Shangguan Ai wore a simple white dress, her hair adorned with only a single white jade plum blossom hairpin. Hearing his words, she glanced back at him, smiling wordlessly.

"If I had really knelt down just now, would you have thought I had no backbone?" Su Chen smiled.

"Thank you." With that brief utterance and no further delay, Wang Tianhao turned and left. He paid little attention to Ning Xuewu's appearance, but this young woman had a kind heart. If they were to cross paths again in the future, no matter the circumstance, he would certainly help her.

Aside from showing extra care and consideration for the common folk of Zhucun, he also rolled out the red carpet of convenience for the Qu family. No one dared to cause trouble for the Qu family's businesses in Gao County; apart from the backing of the Prince of Ningyuan's estate, it was also inextricably linked to the patronage of this Magistrate Peng.

"Yeran! Yeran! Are you alright?" Baicai squatted down, looking with anxious concern at the agonizingly pained Yeran.

Fortunately, her journey was smooth. Upon reaching the door, she looked back and saw Wang Tianhao leaning against the wall, watching her with a smiling expression.

Tang Yixin could not help a wave of anxiety welling up inside her. Could Yan Luosheng have misunderstood the relationship between her and Gong Shaozhen?

Numerous hawk-slaves outside the cordon watched in stunned silence, utterly bewildered as to what was happening. They saw the ice house shatter, snow flying everywhere, and a cyan snake abruptly emerge. Stretching some three zhang in length, it opened its blood-red maw and hissed—a truly spine-chilling sight.

The Spider King was as tall as a house, and standing upon its back was Qiu Wu, draped in a python-robbed robe. With a gloomy visage reminiscent of a demon king crawling straight out of hell, he was a sight no one dared to look upon directly.

Then, he caught sight of the two figures separating from one another, neither of them having sustained any notable injuries.

However, no matter what, this was merely a matter of material application. While its sensitivity was not low, it certainly could not surpass "the skeletal remains of a recently deceased alien creature"—and the implications of the latter meant far, far too much.