Chapter 65: Shang Cheng's Perspective

After Xu Yu left, my martial uncle and I stood by the roadside, watching his retreating figure until martial uncle let out a long sigh.

"That Asking-Dao Immortal Sect is an immortal sect established by loose immortals of your human race. However, it generally only recruits loose immortals and does not interfere with the affairs of Deity Transformation Sages and Mahayana Divine Venerables."

The speaker was none other than Fu Zirui. After telling Chen Xingyun to check the world channel, he topped up his game account with money. He waited until Chen Xingyun had said most of what he wanted before finally speaking up in the world chat.

He completely disregarded the Su Manor, an unfamiliar entity of unknown origin boasting seven or eight ancestor figures. He sternly shouted: "We don't care about other places, but in this one-third of an acre in Saint Spirit Province, my Wei Manor calls the shots! Even a crossing dragon must coil itself up for me, and a soaring tiger must lie flat!"

Shu Nianchen always felt something was amiss, yet she could not figure out how to make her anger worthwhile.

"Lord Imperial Guard, what should we do now?" Several samurai leaders rushed up to Imperial Guard Seika, asking anxiously.

The immense Caravan Alliance was beginning to show its formidable potential. Even Wanbo, who was at the high stage of True Immortality, could see it; how could the other immortals fail to notice?

"Crack, crack, crack!" Golden light splattered all around Xiao Hua. The lightning left nothing more than pale, feeble scratches on his battle armor. Looking at Xiao Hua, he raised his demon-subduing pestle as if lifting a long staff, and with a booming "bang," smashed directly into the lightning from a certain angle.

After hanging up the phone, the senior martial brother borrowed a motorcycle from a school teacher and rushed in a panic toward the location He Cheng had specified.

Looking at the meager dishes on the table—originally prepared in a small amount since the family of three had modest appetites—there was hardly any dent made in them.

Lin Fan looked at the string of bullet comments, all suggesting that the other party might commit suicide and urging him to take the person on as an apprentice. At that moment, he felt the viewers made a very valid point.

What does it mean when blood is thicker than water? This is what it means. When your own parents are bullied and your siblings are abused, no matter how frail your body or how weak your fists, you must bravely raise them at that moment and smash them fiercely into the faces of those who bullied them, even if you are kicked down to the ground once again.

The person who had previously claimed that Zhang Haoran was wearing sexy clothing realized he had been proven wrong. His expression turned slightly ugly, though it relaxed a moment later. Seeing Zhang Haoran dressed so conservatively, he inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, felt a baffling sense of joy, and even grew a bit arrogant, subconsciously puffing out his chest toward Zhang Haoran.

Matching family social status and wealth is a phenomenon that appears not only in China but in every corner of the world as well.

The words that reached his ears shocked him to the point where he didn't know what to do. In fact, if his physical constitution hadn't been so uncooperative, he truly wished he could fly over immediately, flying straight to the side of his wife and child.

Tang Ye had witnessed the terrifying power of the alien races firsthand. In fact, one could say that virtually no one currently understood those alien races better than Tang Ye.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Haoran guessed that Lin Zhongzhong must have pulled something, so he directly stated that he did not have this friend.

Following one wind-type magic burst after another, the lair was basically battered to pieces, and most of the tunnels leading out of the lair collapsed.

In the void surrounding the estate, dozens of figures appeared within moments. The first to arrive were Yang Hao and Qinglian.

However, the Mad King also knew that even so, it would be extremely difficult to crack open Knight City. This was not only because he and his forces could not afford the attrition, but also because of the troops currently intercepting them on the outer perimeter of Knight City—forces belonging to the three major guilds.

Lei Zhan had originally intended to use the Divine Dragon Bureau to take action, but after careful consideration, he decided to leave the matter to Old Dao. If they encountered any resistance, Lei Zhan would step in and resolve it personally.

Aisha's family, including Abdul, all lay on the ground with their hands clasped behind their heads. Even the crying children had their mouths tightly muffled by their mothers.

Liu Shiya was quite happy upon hearing this, feeling that Su Yang was finally going to do something proper. In her view, everything Su Yang had done in the past was not proper business.

Qingji Zhenren and Zhengqing Zhenren, flying at the very forefront, received special attention. Dozens of meteors slammed successively into their sword auras, stirring up waves of shockwaves without causing any harm. But their disciples and subordinates trailing behind them did not have such good luck... or rather, strength.

Taking advantage of this time, Wu Ming was determined to find Ah Guang. Zhu Haitao was dead, Ah Guang was missing, and Sun Erniang had gone to the imperial capital. If both Ah Guang and Sun Erniang met with misfortune, Wu Ming would truly condemn himself for the rest of his life.

A level 76 BOSS—in terms of level, it was even stronger than Kelondo. Yet, to Kelondo, a demonized BOSS, the Goshawk Lord was practically no different from an ant. Under Kelondo's formidable damage output, it was instantly obliterated.

"Uh~" Ten seconds of silence ensued, followed by a sudden reversal of the situation. Momo struggled desperately to get up, but Naze pressed his palm against the back of her head to prevent her from rising, while his other hand tightly wrapped around her waist, deepening the accidental kiss.

Seeing the half-smiling expressions of Li and Zhang Jie, his heart skipped a beat. He had received word yesterday that Li Kai and his group had been bullied by members of the Lu family on the streets of Guangzhou. At the time, he had flown into a rage; this Lu family truly accomplished nothing and ruined everything.

"Dad, is Yuhao's mother the pain of your past?" Shen Rongrong suddenly stopped crying. Looking at her father, who looked just as haggard as she was, a wave of guilt washed over her. She had been the one to throw herself at that man like a moth to a flame, yet now she was dragging her father down to grieve and suffer along with her.

Qin Meiniang also blinked her eyes, feeling as though her vision of the real world was becoming somewhat blurry, and her head gradually felt drowsy.

Thinking of this, Madam Youluo already had a plan in mind. However, her expression remained calm, revealing nothing, while Bai Ningxi was still unaware, her heart filled with worry for Lin Shuihan. In her mind, she was constantly on guard against one thing—A Su had said that someone in the Demon Realm wanted to take Lin Shuihan's life.