Chapter 29

To begin with, spiritual talismans are disposable, whereas shield talismans function like magical artifacts; as long as they are not damaged, they can be used repeatedly. Furthermore, as long as a shield talisman is pre-charged with mana, it will remain effective until that mana is exhausted.

His trousers were already soaked deep red with blood, a sight so gruesome that its color appeared truly terrifying.

The Heavenly Dragon Gate and the Golden Tiger Hall are no exception to this natural law. Attempting to destroy them through external force alone is an almost impossible task. However, if there is rot and decay within their ranks, a coordinated strike from both inside and out could prove decisive.

Although Gao Yucheng was eager to take on this business deal, the pressure of Zhang Meili coming to collect debts made him hesitant to speak openly about it.

Fang Chenyi could vaguely sense that Yan Ran understood what he was saying, and he was well aware of what he was doing. He knew that if Yan Ran pressed any further, he would truly be unable to stop himself from "confessing" everything.

The meaning of the cultivation techniques was not difficult to grasp; it was only when one’s heart was clouded by obsession that one’s vision became obscured. Once someone clears away those dark clouds, the mind naturally becomes as clear as a polished mirror.

Gong Yeqing smiled, watching the genuine joy on Cheng Ye’s face, and he felt happy for his friend as well.

After all, Gong Yeqing had taken advantage of her without any restraint earlier; surely, her reaction now could not be considered excessive.

Yue Jibao kicked out, leaving Yue Jifa with no choice but to bear the shame of being called a "grandson" as he reluctantly went off to find accomplices.

She was incredibly embarrassed. After all, apart from the sheet covering her, her lower body was completely bare. Being treated in such a state was simply too awkward.

Qing Ci suddenly felt the storage pouch in her arms grow searing hot. Meeting the smiling gaze of the red-clad monarch, she swallowed all her words back down. A monarch, indeed, is not someone to be trifled with.

Under the protection of Qing Ci and Xuan Yuan, the airship remained unscathed, and Liu Yu and Yu Jin also managed to escape the blast radius just in time.

Fang Hua was astonished. In all the time he had been here, this man had never acted like this. They were in the middle of a transaction; he was supposed to be cracking the password over these three days while Wang Biao handled the shipment, yet he actually had the leisure to go hunting?

Only Zhu Xiaotian knew that every night when he closed his eyes, he saw the corpses of the fallen Kongtong Sect disciples, including the body of his own son.

***

Uh... after hearing Mosha Idile state it so bluntly, the four of them realized that time was something they were not yet able to touch.

He did not know where the resentment in his heart came from. In truth, he was already eighty or ninety percent certain that Liu Zhaoying had no connection to the Xie family, because the boy the Xie couple was looking for was a male, whereas she was a young woman.

Among these people, many were merely shouting from the sidelines, serving no real purpose at all.

Liu Zhaoying lowered her eyes in deep thought. Since the enemy dared to openly oppose Zhuo Gantang and ambush Yang Dingfeng, why had they not killed Xiu Lin?

Xiang Nanfei had long known about the secret communications between Qi Lin, Du Ka'ao, and the others, but he simply did not care.

That was the fact that this explosion had destroyed the dragon vein of the Great Ming, and the divine dragon that had long guarded the nation's destiny had been severely wounded and driven away.

She had followed the Princess by boat, traveling west to the Central Plains, where she had become accustomed to the misery of the common people. A-Shui, a slave of Han descent, had been injured and fallen into the water before being rescued by the Princess’s ship; perhaps that was her stroke of fortune.

The chill and ice within Sider’s domain of ice and snow left the watching demons in shock. While Ice Demons were indeed considered low-ranking, Sider was a powerhouse among them, his strength far surpassing that of many high-ranking demons.

"This is your man. I’ll return him to you, and you grant us a way out!" Niu Dunyi threatened, holding a blade to Wang Shao’s throat.

Leaving the inn, Qi Yan headed straight for the Heavenly Secret Tower. His lodging was not far away, and he soon arrived before the building. He looked up at the sign, a mocking curve playing on his lips, before stepping inside.

He blamed his own negligence; he should have realized sooner that being so close to Eriri would lead to trouble, even if there was nothing between them. Given her popularity, there would always be busybodies looking to stir up gossip and create something out of nothing.

Du Ye was startled. His uncle was a disciple of the Hong Clan Hall and had taught him a few minor tricks, but he never expected Ye Could to see right through them.

No sooner had Wuenqi finished speaking than many tall demons crawled out from the surrounding ruins. Hearing his words, their eyes blazed with fury; they were Fire Demons, after all, and their rage was fueled by their very nature.

It was as if the person in charge of the venue had fallen asleep, failing to take even the slightest action. The others no longer knew what to say.

***

Antonieta lifted her head to gaze at the tomb ahead. She struggled to support her body, but the cross on her back was so heavy that her arms and legs trembled incessantly. Having walked this far, her strength was already entirely spent.

The feeding spots were essentially fixed. The "White Tuft" family seemed to possess a spiritual intelligence; they swooped down to the fish boxes to compete for the bait. This was their privilege, and Zhang Shouzhi and Sang Chun never drove them away.

However, he knew in his heart that he must not lose his sanity at this moment; otherwise, he could not predict what the final outcome might be.

"Rat-in-the-Granary, speak up. Metal, what is your problem?" Wang Ping asked indifferently, eyeing the middle-aged, mixed-race man before him, who was balding and had a face covered in pockmarks.

Watching Duoluo’s meaningful gaze, Sally could not help but offer a wry smile. Everyone wanted a few of such treasures; having them made traveling between the Endless Abyss and other planes far easier and much safer than using a space gate.

"It’s just that they won't say what they mean plainly; they must wait for people to flatter them before they are willing to speak," Taisui muttered after a long pause, finally coming up with a fitting explanation.

Tomato Entertainment now placed great importance on Hai 7. Jiang Chen and the others had used a recording to threaten Sister Ling. Her attitude had since done a complete one-eighty; she was helping them plan a long-term development strategy and had stopped booking random commercial appearances. Now, the boys were devoting themselves entirely to preparing their new album.

During this time, Zhao Tong had also come to find Fang Ze, asking him to observe his son Zhao Rui’s condition. In his words, he was also probing whether Fang Ze had refined the Wind-Control Pearl.

It was said that Old Zhang’s own son had come looking for him several times, only to be chased away by his father wielding a stick. When he turned to Yu Cuihua for help, it was no use; she simply pushed the matter back onto them.

"Are you saying that as long as I don't do it in front of you, I can be as promiscuous as I like when I'm out?" Wei Feng asked with a smile, looking perfectly composed.