Chapter 60: You've Messed with the Wrong Snake This Time

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Tang Xu paid and left the bar with Bai Yin.
It was late; the streets were deserted. The night wind stirred the fallen leaves scattered on the ground.
Tang Xu adjusted his collar and pulled up his hat and mask to block the wind.
A few empty cars were parked nearby, their drivers slumped back in their seats, half-asleep or scrolling through videos on their phones.
Not everyone who came to the dazzling city had a car.
Some people, still buzzing late into the night, would just hail any passing vehicle.
“Life and death are indifferent—if you don’t accept it, then fight!” The brothers from Tianmen on the pickup truck raised their weapons and shouted along, joined by nearly a hundred others. Their collective roar echoed down the street in the early hours before dawn.
Wang Yuanping’s eyes lit up. It was the first time he had heard this. From Yun Changsheng’s smile, he knew it was definitely something good. He took a look but didn’t quite understand it fully.
After reviewing it again to reinforce his memory, he hesitated for a moment before tearing up the paper.
The few of us exchanged curses and then entered the school. Brother Xu said we should have breakfast together after morning self-study.
“Would you mind telling me how you met your master?” Jiang Shan sat across from me, tapping the table with his fingernails, a forced smile on his face.
Though both were from Tianmen, why was the gap so vast? Even Yan Shi, the yet-unseen head of Tianmen, felt a trace of disappointment.
The total domination continued in the internet café. The dozen or so thugs Li Wei brought wielded machetes, mercilessly attacking innocent young netizens without reason.
Hou Fangyu handed the intelligence he had just obtained to Wu Shengzhao, illuminating it with a lantern and letting out a helpless, wry smile.

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At dusk, though the sky remained blood-red with no sign of sun or moon, Tianyan could easily tell that night had fallen.
The immortals watched as two jade-armored figures dragged the golden-armored one aside, disappearing along with the Jade Emperor from everyone’s sight.
Especially within Lu Gui Ming, there was a secret wariness toward the Xing Tian family, even beginning to calculate the crucial moments concerning them.
Li Chengqian looked up in surprise, gazing at Li Shimin seated on the dragon throne, only to see the latter’s eyes fixed on the gathered ministers in the court.
A flash of light, and Hua Xiang vanished once more into the Nine-Dragon Pendant. The reason for taking Yu Xiaoran inside was that it was filled with demons—this was the most suitable place for her.
Sword qi clashed and canceled each other out, turning the entire world into a sea of blades, while Hua Xiang and Yao Yeyun’s sword qi opened a clear path to the heavens between them.
“Let’s head upstairs; the food and wine are ready. Let me accompany you as an apology,” Warner said with a smile to Zilong.
“Ha ha ha ha ha.” A burst of wild laughter followed by violent coughing. At this moment, Murong Wuqing’s aged face had lost all vitality, looking every bit the elderly man nearing his end.
Golden Spirit Saintess and Turtle Spirit Saintess attacked together, sword lights circling around Xia Jie, slicing off pieces of his sleeves and robe corners. Both groaned quietly before turning and leaving.
The entire Ancient Soul Tree was instantly caught inside the Immortal Execution Sword Formation. The moment it entered, the formation shifted, and the four execution swords unleashed intense killing intent, their sword qi relentlessly cutting at the tree’s branches.
Suddenly, he stood and pulled aside the curtain, whispering low, “Forgive my intrusion.” No sooner had he spoken than the curtain was lifted.
Their departure went unnoticed; all eyes remained fixed on Jiang Ke’s retreating figure. If not for the occasional sounds of birds flying across the sky, one might have suspected they had entered a silent, otherworldly realm.
“We have no objections! Everything is up to you,” Fubo agreed without dissent, greatly satisfying the already eager Sato Makoto.
Zhao Zhou sat beside the newly built stone table, holding a teapot in one hand, brewing a fine Da Hong Pao tea he had retrieved from a pawnshop, and idly playing with four smooth iron balls that clicked softly against each other.

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The demonic creatures flying swiftly through the air had no brakes. Though their instincts sensed danger, it was too late to avoid. Screaming, they crashed headlong into the radiant net—then were sliced into fragments by the searing heat rays, turning to charred embers and falling earthward.
Accompanied by heart-wrenching screams, thick black smoke erupted from You’s body. Witnessing this, everyone was shocked.
Seeing this mission prompt, Fang Zheng nearly threw his phone. What did this mean? Was my behavior limiting the summoned faction? Did it imply that as long as I acted like a saintly Mary Sue in this world, the next summon would definitely be an angel?
Yun Xiangyuan suddenly found the scene extraordinarily beautiful, as if it belonged in a mythic tale.
“This should be fixable!” Fubo said after picking up and examining the shattered cup pieces on the ground.
Of course, if it came to who was stronger, she unconditionally believed her senior brother was the best in the world.
“General, I am incompetent; please punish me,” Wei Liang said, his face burning as he rose and knelt on one knee before Li Yan.
Several nodded in agreement. Xiao Yue recalled the Zhou family members waiting at the door and hastily let them in.
The Holy Black-Winged Knights, along with Xia Li and five others, guarded the army. The knight commander led at the front, Rowie Phil at the rear, with Zoeyan Guli, Eve Toruda, and Helly Jin each overseeing tens of thousands of soldiers. Xia Li stayed beside the mysterious carriage, quietly observing their movements.
Wei Changfeng’s thoughts were in a muddle. Were these two questions connected? He shook his head.
A clear and gentle voice sounded in my ear. I distinctly felt his hand tighten around my waist. Wife? Since when did Fuyou have a wife?