Volume 1, Chapter 47: Iron-Fisted Slaughter! The Son of the Senior Grand Secretary? Killed Just the Same!

Seeing Yuchi Gong decline, a trace of sorrow flashed across Mei'er's eyes as she asked softly, "Could it be that Brother Yuchi looks down upon me?"

Yuchi Gong hurriedly waved his hands, explaining with an anxious look, "No, no, please don't think that way, maiden. It's just... I am not a saintly person; I hail from the toxic Tang of the Northern Frontier. If you are willing, it is fine for you to come back with me. I will surely protect you with all my might, ensuring you live a carefree life henceforth."

Upon hearing this, hope rekindled in Mei'er's eyes. Without hesitation, she nodded and whispered softly, "I am willing."

Meanwhile, inside and outside the teahouse, the murmurs of the common folk rose and fell, each of them expressing indignation over Mei'er's misfortune.

"Han Tong..."

Nazuka had Ma Yanqing's subordinates prepare sixty-six candles, placing them around the coffin before lighting them one by one and extinguishing all other lamps.

Amidst everyone's astonishment, one of Angela's hands lifted, dark light condensing in her palm, followed immediately by the raising of her other hand, where dark light similarly condensed. The demonic energy surged toward her even more violently, yet she was not satisfied, continuing to walk toward the place where the demonic energy was densest.

Lin Ruoran spat out a single word, cast countless looks of disdain and disgust at Ye Yang, and then left the office.

I followed along with the Sect Master and the tree spirit. Passing by a spot with a lantern, I raised my head to look, a deeper sense of contemplation welling up in my heart.

I immediately fell into deep thought. Having just overheard his conversation with that immortal, could his status in the West be exceptionally high? To the extent that the Jade Emperor, harboring deep apprehension, dared not put him to death and could only imprison him in the Heavenly Prison?

Consequently, all senior officers of the Indian garrison at the Dokala base, including General Vikala, the commanding general stationed there, perished in the line of duty.

Lying prostrate on the ground, Gao Yang sharpened his hearing to the absolute limit. The walls of the villa seemed to slowly grow thin, and the sounds within gradually became clear.

When Li Yunfan drove Tang Qianlin to the appointed café, Park Byung-jung was nowhere to be seen; only two secret agents were waiting there.

Wang Dao listened quietly, thinking that allowing Taoism to become a branch faction would not consume too many of his own sect's resources. The cream of the crop and the management could eventually join the sect, a laissez-faire approach that could simultaneously expand their influence.

"Proceed as usual." After uttering these four words, the officer froze slightly, but immediately nodded, turned around, and left.

Bai Qiao watched them depart. Mo Yi walked over, saw him staring fixedly at the heavy doors for a long time, and gave him a pat on the shoulder.

She was currently angry with Song Yuxing and needed him to coax her, even though she had already forgotten what had angered her in the first place.

Yue Ming secretly praised his own judgment. Every time he saw the Dowager pressing for marriage, his scalp would tingle fiercely and he would nearly choke for breath. It was better to head to Dezhou early and leave this vortex of right and wrong that was Lin'an Prefecture.

Chen Long smiled. With happy events coming one after another, his spirits were high. Ever since guiding Qi into his body, he ate well, slept soundly, and possessed boundless vigor. When doing manual labor, he could do the work of two men, bearing no resemblance whatsoever to the frail youth of the past.

How could they ever imagine that what they were witnessing was truly beyond all their expectations?

By then, Yue, possessing royal bloodline, would not only experience an enhancement in strength but would also gain many powerful choices regarding her future evolutionary paths.

Chen Long had no inkling or understanding of what was happening to his own body. Racking his brain through the immortal cultivation knowledge within Ao Bai's memory, he could find no explanation.

"If not me, could it be that second-hand good you've set your heart on?" Song Yuxing awkwardly turned his face away. He had clearly resolved to ignore Su Nianjin, yet the moment he saw her in trouble, his hands and feet had acted of their own accord and chased after her.

Ran Yin'er's delicate body trembled violently, and she was knocked back a great distance. The protective barrier she had woven around Tao Fusheng shattered, and the black lightning from the heavens instantly struck them both.

The second hand of the grandfather clock in the living room ticked on rhythmically—"tick, tack, tick, tack..."—while the golden pendulum below swung leisurely. The atmosphere in the living room felt exceptionally tense. Bao Ya, Wan Miao, and Zhang Lei sat quietly in rattan chairs, all three of their gazes fixed upon the cell phone Bao Ya had placed on the coffee table.

On the stage, Lu Feng threw a pair of punches, colliding head-on with those two dragon-elephant phantoms.

Having just stepped through the door, she was slapped with a dismissal order. Bai Wei was somewhat irritated and was about to step forward to reason when Xiao Yu pressed her down.

"No matter what, in my heart you will always be the protagonist." In her excitement, Seele slightly pursed her tender lips and planted a kiss on Sword's lips.

Originally, Wang Yifei was not much weaker than the seven of them. Now that his cultivation had broken through, even if the seven of them joined forces, they likely would no longer be a match for Wang Yifei.

Ye Luo understood inwardly. It seemed that the cultivators of this world were either remarkably kind or harbored taboos, daring not lay a hand on these spirit beasts. Ye Luo leaned toward the latter possibility; after all, the higher the plane, the more intense the strife. How could a higher plane where various powerhouses vied with each other to ascend ever be peaceful?

Wan Miao answered with a cold sneer, "Rest assured, I've been waiting for her!" No sooner had his voice fallen than the door gave two knocks, and Yu Jing pushed it open, carrying a paper bag.

Now, although they knew a top-tier MVP monster existed, Mu believed his current lineup was fully qualified to go in and scout. They only needed to have Karon pin down Baphomet for a period of time.

"Gentlemen, we wish to request an audience with Chairman Li to make a business deal," Shen Changfeng stated.

He was short of stature, and his entire body was covered in tattoos, even his bald head completely inked with Daoist symbols. He looked more like a street hoodlum than a corporate executive.

Li Tianyou shielded Murong Ru behind him. The fluctuations of the true qi were immense; although the outward-spreading true qi was no longer as dense nor possessed the devastating power of the central zone, Li Tianyou was still blasted back dozens of meters.

If he could possess such power, wouldn't he be able to better protect Shirley?

Even in the most difficult times, he had never abandoned a single wounded soldier. How could he not worry about the two lonely companies fighting isolated battles within the city? Yet now he was no longer their regimental commander; no matter how worried he was, he could not interfere with the frontline commander's decisions. Thinking of this, Li Ziyuan felt a lingering headache.

Wielding the Qiushui Wuxian sword before his chest, Li Tianyou began to condense sword Qi. The entire courtyard started to shake violently, and then the defensive array began to glow. Even before the sword technique arrived, the glowing defense array signified that the upcoming strike would undoubtedly be earth-shattering.

Upon receiving the call from Liu Haishan, Li Ziyuan once again emphasized to this old comrade the mastery of combat tempo. The pressure must be immense, but the pace could be slowed down slightly. The city walls of Gaoping were exceedingly thick, and those old mountain cannons of his unit would likely struggle to blast them apart and clear a breakthrough passage for them.