Chapter 50: The Five Sovereign Mountains of Jinling

This was Zhong Rou's first lesson in whether she could truly integrate into this world.

“Think it over for yourself; I’m leaving now!” Chen Yang vanished in an instant.

Zhong Rou had personally witnessed Chen Yang’s terrifying strength in the Village of the Dead and the Demon Blade Well, so she was naturally unfazed at this moment.

Two days later, Chen Yang felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth...

“She...” Ren Wuyou immediately thought of Chu Mang and was about to speak, but it wasn’t just about letting go; it was about sending someone directly to the underworld, dead beyond all doubt.

Previously, all he had seen were silver lacquer, yet these two bore gold lacquer; it seemed their status was higher.

But who would have guessed that the person knocking was so persistent? Seeing no response from inside, the knocking not only continued but grew ever more rapid and louder.

He arrived at his first stop, Qingzhou. Du Wei of the Qingzhou Prefectural Office had been in office barely three days, hardly settled in, when Ling Xin’an rushed in with several others.

We’d seen those people in that courtyard boiling many heads in a huge iron pot. Now we know where those heads came from—they were stolen from funeral homes or dug up from graves.

Considering her own sacrifices, Yu Qianrou was unwilling to accept defeat and sent someone to deliver a letter to Shangguan Xuan.

Our profession has its own rules; we worship the Eleven-Fingered Yin Lu Ban Sage, and most use the Eight Trigram Ink Board.

At that moment, his head was still that of a fish, perhaps out of habit, or perhaps from transformation.

So, it really was their elderly lady’s soul just now, eavesdropping at Zhang Lao San’s door, because she’d always had the habit of listening at walls when she was alive.

That night, she slipped out of the prince’s residence and went to her usual pharmacy, mixing new medicines to bring back.

Originally, Ji Mina thought she’d have to undress in front of the other person soon and felt it was rather inhumane.

“Then try one of my cookies and tell me what you think.” Nalan picked up a cookie from the plate before her and brought it to Ji Mina’s lips.

Bit by bit, hope was stripped away, guiding them ever deeper into the abyss.

Harry saw Draco Malfoy banging a wineglass hard against the table—his manner utterly repulsive.

Magpie’s gaze had ascended to heights unreachable by ordinary creatures; even if a trace of compassion remained, he would never be bound by something as trivial as “the needs of ordinary creatures to reproduce and live.”

Though her appearance was youthful and tender, perhaps only ten years old, she exuded a surprising maturity; a single glance emanated a cold, even fierce, aura, making her seem difficult to approach. Yet her tone was lively.

The blue energy shield was indeed formidable, instantly blocking Dongfang Yunyang’s powerful Susanoo strike. Though the attack was stopped, nearly all the shield’s defensive energy was consumed in an instant, its color fading rapidly.

Dongfang Yunyang was somewhat surprised that Fire Style techniques neutralized Kawamoto Mina’s storm attack; he’d thought his own ninjutsu less potent than hers.

Corn was one of his favorite vegetables. He’d boil a whole cob in water, without seasoning, and eat it with delight.

Huo Yubai tapped her slender fingers lightly on the table, lost in thought, remembering Nie Ruyi—a thorn in her heart.

The highway rest area was near the mountains, wide open, and all vehicles were required to park near the entrance to the highway.

In this region of Miaojiang, Bage had a reputation—many subordinates, but many enemies as well.

The entire space trembled, but the lakeshore and the crystal coffin behind remained utterly unmoved.