Chapter 107

This was something she had long since decided, and now, the moment had come to fulfill her promise. She would become stronger—strong enough to shield her brother from every storm, strong enough to secure everything in the world for him, and strong enough to strike down any enemy that threatened those she held dear.

Pan Yunfei wept as she recounted how Pan Yunqi, in his stubbornness, insisted on betrothing her to the son of the Chu family.

Meanwhile, Qin Yi was not idle. Holding a magic sword forged from the core fire of the earth in his right hand, he traced several patterns in the empty air before his chest. Instantly, a glowing, crimson hexagram stood suspended before him.

Both the Old Daoist Xiaoyao and Wuming realized that it was clearly too late to attempt to transform into streaks of light and escape. From the moment Shentu activated the formation, they had been pinned to the spot by its overwhelming pressure.

"Wait, I will help you," Han Ning said, pressing down on Chang Qi’s hand just in time, uttering these five words coldly to Gu Mansheng.

This person was none other than Mother Dong. She only knew that her son was an official in the capital, but having heard nothing from him for twenty years, she assumed he had become ungrateful after gaining power, which was why she had struck Dongfang Shuo.

However, after their commotion, the atmosphere had become much more relaxed; at the very least, the paralyzing fear of walking on eggshells had dissipated. As they pressed forward, after about ten breaths of time, Lu Ming and Lin Ruyan stepped out of the damp, muddy pits and onto a patch of spongy, dry ground.

"Yes, yes, yes! This is fate! Hahaha!" The third brother took the flying sword from the other party. Gently stroking the high-grade blade, he felt immensely satisfied.

No one would believe that these four demons had been shot, tripped over a stone, and fallen onto their own swords; even in all of astrology, such a thing would likely never be encountered.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, the various sects of the cultivation world sealed every entrance to their realm, leaving only one passage. This entrance was set up so that one could only enter and never leave, and with numerous formations laid down, the entire cultivation world gathered its forces to wait silently at that point.

Not long after Lei Xiao departed, the rhythmic sound of marching footsteps suddenly echoed through the streets outside. Hearing that it was clearly a regular army, the guests in the restaurant rushed to the doors to watch.

"I see! But then why did you say that our sect’s grain-abstinence pills could only be considered semi-finished products?" Li Ming asked again.

Representatives of the business elite from the Shuangqiao District, leaders from the Tourism Bureau and the Tax Bureau, along with the Director Liu who had made things difficult for Wushuang the day before, and Captain Hao of the Criminal Police Squad, all arrived with wreaths to pay their respects.

"Oh my! What happened to me? Why am I lying in a hospital?" Li Tian thought to himself that if one were to act, one should commit to the full performance.

When the innkeeper saw Qin Hao and his companions arrive, he felt a million reasons to refuse, yet he still greeted them with a perfectly sincere smile.

Ma Chengfeng channeled power into his feet and lunged forward, springing over two meters high in a single bound. He hooked his hands onto the first tree branch, moving with the agility of a monkey as he scrambled up the old tree; in less than half a minute, he had reached the top.

However, they were not entering the Meteorite Gobi this time, but rather going to the Thunderstorm Mountains to scout as cannon fodder. For Qin Hao and his group, the danger was far greater, and death could come at any moment.

I listened, feeling as though I were lost in the clouds. While I felt heartfelt admiration for this wooden bodhisattva, I could not help but lament my own powerlessness.

"You..." Cang Lin was choked by these words, his face darkening until he could say nothing. Regardless of the circumstances, he had indeed lost back then. Because Chen Yun had been taken away by Elder Lin, the wager had become void. Now that Chen Yun had suddenly reappeared, he had intended to mock him, but instead, he found himself in a dilemma.

After the head teacher returned, she discovered that the R-rated comic she had thrown into the trash can was gone.

Amidst the swirling mist, his damp, long hair clung to his body. A bead of water hung from his long eyelashes, and his perfectly shaped red lips had softened from the steam, looking like a fruit at dawn—crystal clear and laden with dew, radiating an alluring fragrance that invited one to harvest it.

As she spoke, she looked up, and upon seeing the person before her, Ning Tiantian’s eyes widened, and the rest of her words were swallowed back into her throat.

Cai Junjun was furious, feeling as though she had missed out on a fortune. If she had known that such news could lead to marriage into a wealthy family, she should have exposed her own photos back then.

However, unlike the Space-Time Terrace, which required a vast amount of crystals, this type of formation could absorb the existing energy in the surroundings, making it even more practical.

For the first time in so many years, Xu Hu had encountered a tomb like this. The soil had changed under the influence of yin energy or corpse qi, so Xu Hu could discern nothing at all.

The silver lightning snake and that vast, boundless blade of light vanished. A large expanse of space trembled, and the surging storm was countless times more terrifying than any tsunami at sea.

Lu Guqing felt she had been deceived. Could it be that Huo Xiaojue was using some new form of scam technology to try and defraud her?

The sentry outside the door remained motionless. With Zong Tao and Liu Song present, Yu Wanli did not have the authority to act.

In the time that followed, the remaining Foundation Establishment cultivators gradually entered. Yu Yan naturally spotted the silhouettes of Yun Maoxiu and Han Cong; they exchanged smiles and nodded to one another.