Chapter 56: A Mere Thirty Blows

Xie Yun's delicate eyes were still hazy with sleep as she stared in a daze at the magnified handsome face before her.
Pei Shijin's Adam's apple bobbed. Then, feeling a soft pressure against his chest, his entire body stiffened, and he suddenly didn't dare to look down at her expression in that moment.
"You... I..."
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"I suppose I've fallen into the hands of you two siblings today. You come here empty-handed without even bringing a mooncake, and right off the bat, you swipe an old-pit floating-flower jade Guanyin consecrated by a high monk. If you two keep this up, you might as well make a very promising career out of empty-handed wolf-hunting!" He Changxiong said with a smile.

Kelly Gang was doing fine; after all, she had witnessed with her own eyes the scene of Chen Chen killing Amon. Seeing Chen Chen's full strength for the second time now, she was no longer as terrified.
Otherwise, facing the sudden assassination just now, even with his abilities, it would have been utterly impossible for him to evade it with such ease.

Only, what surprised Chen Xi was that the enemies appearing this time seemed endlessly inexhaustible. Not only were there Prison Spirit Sin-Blood Arbitrators, but there were also Spider Demon Soul-Crying Adolfs, Blood-Eating Guards, and various other powerful descendants of factions hailing from the Dao-Defiling Sin Source.

The crux of the matter was this: if it were just terrible luck—for instance, the prey simply didn't show up, or the prey happened to bypass the trap, or even if the trap failed due to some accident—that would still be somewhat acceptable.

Fang Tianfeng looked up, mentally cursing Song Jie for being a fool, though he kept his mouth shut. He stretched out his arms to catch Song Jie, scooped her up horizontally into his arms, and then looked down at her with a dark expression.

However, once Wei Hongtu met with trouble, no matter how powerful the Xiang family might be, other factions in Dongjiang would hesitate not a single moment before taking action to seize the vacuum of power left behind by the Xiang family.

Just a moment later, Master Jueyun, Lian Xieshan, Old Man Lu, and the one-armed cripple also finished refining, and one after another, they cast their gazes upon Elder Uris, the implication within their eyes quite self-evident.

Whether it was Zhang Chengshan, who originally held a favorable view of traditional Chinese medicine with a more traditional and old-school mindset, or Zhang Hongxiang, who had always been rather skeptical of TCM with a more Westernized mindset, neither dared to take this risk.

From the gigantic palm materializing out of thin air, the Heavenly Demon sensed a fatal danger. Not daring to linger for even a second, it turned to flee toward the distant horizon, having long since cast the lives of its own companions completely out of consideration.

The musty odor in the air grew increasingly heavy, even exuding the faint stench characteristic of a dead animal's carcass. Zhongli Shuo subconsciously wrinkled his nose as his eyes finally adjusted to the dim light inside the room.

"Damn it, I'm the one who does all the work, while you're always bossing me around," Su Dong said resentfully.

Yun Xiao was genuinely defeated by this prince's shameless demeanor. Faintly sensing a hint of dangerous intent underlying his tone, she resolved to take precautions against it before it happened, decisively flicked her sleeves, and turned to stride out of the door, leaving behind a wisp of faint, elegant fragrance lingering in the room.

Just as Shen Yaxi was about to crash into a wall, she suddenly hit the brakes and threw herself fiercely toward the giant dragon.

The people here had already boiled over in commotion. Their gazes were as though they were looking at extraterrestrials—both vigilant and curious. After listening to my haphazard explanation, they were even more struck with wonder.

An isolated island had actually appeared here. What on earth was summoning Wang Ting in this place? Wang Jie couldn't help feeling somewhat bewildered. Logically speaking, this place ought to be located beyond that fog, where it was said danger lurked everywhere. Yet up to now, they hadn't discovered the so-called dangers at all. Could it be that everything was just a legend after all?

After a long while, Xuanming raised his head once again. He was still frowning, his gaze filled with a murky cloud of bewilderment that he was unwilling to dispel at this moment.

Yet she was in no hurry to interrupt Ye Feng. Ye Feng was pressed closely against her body, giving her a sense of being protected.

"If you consider yourself the strongest Saiyan, then I truly cannot imagine just how strong you actually are. Hahahahaha!" Piccolo laughed aloud, his words brimming with mockery. Leaving aside Bardock, just taking Raditz and Lelu as examples, their strength was simply beyond anything Piccolo could ever imagine.