Chapter 57 Domestic Bullies

"Bang!"
The sound of a staff striking down echoed.
Sheng Xingye did not feel the slightest pain, however.
Stealthily opening one eye, he saw his father's wrist being caught and flung aside by Yun Zhaozhao's whip.
"Yun, how audacious!"
Sheng Ronghao sternly rebuked, "Hurry up and let go of your father-in-law!"
Yun Zhaozhao withdrew her whip, pulled Sheng Xingye up, and said unhurriedly, "Father-in-law, why fly into such a rage? The fault does not lie with my husband."

"Slap!"
The whip hit the ground.
Sheng Xingye still did not feel any pain.
Stealthily opening his eyes, he saw his father's wrist caught by Yun Zhaozhao's whip and flung aside.
"Yun, how audacious!"

Sheng Ronghao immediately stood up and shouted angrily, "Hurry up and let go of your father!"
Yun Zhaozhao retracted her whip and pulled Sheng Xingye to his feet. "Father-in-law, why be so furious? The fault does not lie with my husband."

There was a ninety-nine percent chance there would be no corpse left anyway; once her clothes were torn and she was tossed outside, she would instantly become a part of the molten lava.
Jing Xuan did not think there was anything wrong with Jing Xi's words. The path of cultivation was never smooth sailing; if a figure like a Divine Venerable could be cultivated so casually, there would no longer be any footing for Huaxia in the starry domain.
At first, Qian Jincai's roaring could be vaguely heard, but then it gradually faded until it could no longer be heard at all. Mo Yiming knew that Qian Jincai and the others had moved further and further away.
The color black was the ultimate weapon against the temple; whenever those priests encountered blackness, they were completely unable to probe the situation inside.
After the retreat order was given, officers and soldiers of all units of the Golden Fist Regiment were puzzled. However, when they learned Commander Shawn's exact words, every single one of them was utterly terrified, overtaken by a lingering fear.
In later generations, Heavenly Emperor Ye could defy the heavens to prove his Dao, breaking the Dao suppression of Emperor Golden Crow and attaining the status of Great Emperor. Later on, Heavenly Emperor Ye even suppressed his own Dao in the surroundings so as not to affect others in proving their Dao, thus paving the way for Wang Bo, the Third Life of Metamorphosis, Di Que, and others to attain the Dao and become Great Emperors.
"This is a good thing. That friend of mine said the same thing. This is the normal path of cultivation." Jing Xi was very happy that Rong Changqing was able to walk the righteous path.
"Father, this time I ask you to come out and stop Emperor Tian. This child possesses astonishing talent and will surely become a hidden threat to our Demonic Domain in the future, so I must eradicate him at all costs." Looking at the man in the black robe, the Demon Emperor spoke respectfully, completely devoid of his usual majesty.
The pickle workshop could produce many things: bean paste, various pickled vegetables, fermented bean curd, soy sauce, and vinegar. These items might look unremarkable, but they were indispensable in daily life.
If rogue cultivators who had no deep friendships with major sects should count themselves lucky just to possess a single defensive treasure, then before he had even walked a tenth of the way out of the Golden Light Formation, he had already had two defensive treasures destroyed.

However, under the current circumstances, no one dared to utter a single word; they wished they could all turn deaf and mute. When it came to imperial privacy, the less one knew, the better.
Immediately afterwards, the two withdrew. Dark Zagi's gaze grew cold once more, and he looked up at the vast stars on the horizon, as if he could see Earth far away in the Solar System.
There is nothing more important than eating when heaven and earth are vast; since the stomach was already protesting, could matters not be postponed?
"First of all, we must ask why the perpetrator killed the victim. Was it premeditated or a crime of passion?" Gao Feng asked.
Xixue invited Jia Wei into the main hall, accompanied by Zhang Cheng. She busied herself boiling water and making tea with a beaming smile. Leaving the Jia Mansion, this was the happiest day of her life.
Princess Guangling strolled for nearly an hour before returning to her own camp. Terrified that she might catch a cold after making promises to her, Lord Ge was extremely worried and personally greeted her at the exit, almost bringing along a physician to diagnose the princess on the spot.
Iva's tail smashed heavily onto Shyvana's back, and the erupting dragon blood stained the earth red.
Xiang Jun was panicked inside, but on the surface, he remained calm, his mind spinning rapidly to devise countermeasures.
Ergouzi: Master, you don't understand this. Merchants only see money in making money. Taking out one hundred million and making fifty thousand in less than a day—such good things can never happen too often.
The mere association with the Shadow Isles brought to mind those wraiths lurking in the mists, ready to appear at any moment. She immediately became vigilant, terrified that something might leap out from the white fog and catch her off guard.