Volume 1, Chapter 63: The Entanglements of Third Brother Tang, Meng Xuelian, and Butcher Liu

Consequently, Xia Ying was once again brought back to the Chu residence by Chu Yun, this time in the capacity of a maidservant. Xia Ying felt as though every step she took was upon thin ice, her heart fluttering with panic. However, shortly after bringing her back, Chu Yun immediately reassigned her to the matron in charge of the household chores.

For martial artists in the initial realm of Liquid Transformation, nothing possessed a greater allure than the Liquid Transformation Pill. Advancing to the middle realm of Liquid Transformation not only represented a further increase in mighty strength, but also granted an additional decade of lifespan.

"We are still receiving the regular soldiers' pay and provisions?" When Wang Huaiming mentioned this, both of them were astonished. Such a generous monthly stipend, coupled with substantial rewards for slaying enemies, made it sound almost as though they were being treated merely as local militia.

That day at the Qingchen Temple, Yang Yi had neither agreed to Master Basang's plea for reinforcements nor flatly refused it.

Nearby stood a wooden chest containing solid iron cannonballs as well as gunpowder.

Seeing the wine-and-meat monk emerge from the carriage with bizarre and erratic footwork, Xu Ming was unperturbed. He uttered a brief acknowledgment, and without assuming any particular stance, his entire body drifted forth like willow catkins dancing in the wind.

Observing the opponent in the midst of loading crossbow bolts, the custodian tightened his grip on the pirate cutcutter.

Seizing this opportunity, the Husky hastily tore open the packaging, snatched the chocolate in its jaws, and swallowed it whole.

Lü Weng and Han Zhong, who were embarrassingly lowering their heads to wipe down the shop counters, turned their heads at the shout. Their expressions altered drastically; both of them understood in their hearts that once the high-ranking officials of the Double Gate Temple set their sights on the secret recipe for brewing potent spirits, even Xu Ming's return would be of no avail. Indeed, Xu Ming might even become the target of clandestine plots.

The three old patriarchs exchanged glances and smiled bitterly. When it came to discussing dreams, who among those seated here could possibly compare with them?

Descending the passageway, the view suddenly opened up before them. The ground was paved with bluish-stone bricks, and blazing torches mounted on the high walls all around illuminated the space as bright as day.

"Yet Xu Da's days are now numbered. The lingering root causes of illnesses contracted from fighting east and west for our cause in the past have all flared up together now."

Ling Yuexiu was now curious not only about her mother's true identity, but also about the other treasures within the grand hall.

Upon hearing them speak thus, Wei Shiran inexplicably associated it with the night of his wedding, when he had merely gone downstairs to fetch his phone and ended up locked outside, unable to get back in.

The message was transmitted, but for a long time there was no response. Yet, Han Beibu was not in a flurry; after all, they were former comrades-in-arms, and he merely hoped these words might awaken the Demon Empress and cause her to calm down.

"Initially, I only intended to take back the stone statue, but upon learning that you possess the Saintly Physique, I have changed my mind." Cang Ming's tone was brimming with excitement.

She did not want Su Chen to find out about yesterday's events. Otherwise, given his temperament, he would certainly insist on handling everything on her behalf, and most importantly, he would be furious.

Alas, this was not a third-tier Scarlet-Scale Blood-Pupil Lion, but a fourth-tier Scarlet-Scale Blood-Pupil Lion—two entirely different concepts.

"I do not know anyone here; I only recognize invitations. Those without an invitation must leave immediately!" the guard declared.

In particular, when Chai Yang brandished the ancient sword and unleashed one of its dormant powers, it immediately drew the focused gazes of Xia Yunmeng, Lu Feixu, and the others.

Yang Haichao wiped away his sweat, picked up a cola from the pile stacked in the corner, and tossed a can each to Zhou Yuming and Huang Jinbao.

He now understood why such a situation had arisen at the Ore Town Middle School, as well as the exact nature of this predicament.

Judging from her initial murmur of "Why has it grown dark?", one could also deduce that her memory had regressed to daytime on August 16th of the previous year.

At this moment, however, neither Xu Lai nor Chai Lei prioritized the survival of these guards.

As a cosmic white blood cell, Rugasete was a terrifying lifeform that brought disaster and terror. Furthermore, serving as the final boss of a certain New Generation Ultraman, its inherent imposing aura had not yet completely dissipated.

Not only was its background unorthodox, but it was also immensely powerful. Judging by the intensity of its energy, it was unquestionably no less formidable than an A-grade rating.

At that time, he had witnessed with his own eyes the opponent's Persona Phantom write the three characters "Yang Songxian" right before his eyes for the sake of executing a long-distance curse.

Upon entering the bedroom, Fan Wusheng's heart thumped wildly against her ribs. This was all so sudden; why was Mo Wenliao uttering such words?

"Very well." Lin Xiu smiled, finding the situation rather novel. Having seen everything that should and should not be seen, she still refused to let him check her measurements?

It was not until the group arrived before a magnificent, towering pagoda that Hua Tian and the others finally halted their steps.

Because of the uproar online, Pei Yao directly requested a few days of leave from the funeral home. She had not gone to work for the past two days, choosing instead to spend every day at the hospital accompanying her grandmother.

Hua Tian naturally conveyed the alternative array-breaking methods suggested by Ye Xieyun to the Demon Luo Emperor. However, those methods were such that even with the Demon Luo Emperor's formidable capabilities, he dared not guarantee success. Moreover, the Demon Luo Emperor's renown was known to all under heaven; once he intervened, the matter would easily escalate, which would be of no help whatsoever in assisting Ye Xieyun to escape her predicament.

A cascade of brilliant light rained down upon the earth, merging together to form a beauteous figure. Treading through the void, she arrived close to Qin Chuan.

A sharp radiance gleamed in Qin Chuan's eyes. One tortoise shell after another materialized around him—exquisitely miniature, merely the size of a palm. They intercepted the supernatural brilliance launched by the majority of his foes. His battle awareness was terrifyingly formidable; he fended off only those attacks capable of inflicting massive harm upon him, while consuming minimal spiritual energy in the process.

Yi Zixian nodded, and just as he was about to strike and slay Bailong Ren, he saw Bailang Ren suddenly burst forth in a desperate counterattack, thrusting his sword backward in a reverse grip toward the distracted Hua Tian. He knew very well that the person present most likely to disrupt the Ten Thousand Immortals Four-Phase Penetrating Heaven Array was Hua Tian. Thus, even knowing he faced certain death, Bailong Ren was determined to drag Hua Tian down with him.

For no other reason than that their numbers were already at maximum capacity; they had no need for surplus lifeforms to usurp their positions.

As for Rong Xinghan, he naturally offered profuse apologies, consumed by extreme guilt at never having imagined that such an incident could occur right under his very nose.

The atmosphere surrounding them suddenly turned ambiguous. Realizing this, Pei Yao wanted to halt her movements, yet feared it might appear too deliberate.

After a moment of thought, Wu Fan turned Kotonoha Katsura's head to the side, allowing her to rest upon his arm. Reaching out with his other hand, he extended his index finger and inserted it into the corner of her lips. His fingertip brushed against a slippery tongue. Holding the cup against the base of his finger—containing about a teacup's worth of medicinal liquid—he slowly allowed it to flow along his finger into her mouth.

Immediately, the entire livestream chat descended into uproarious antics. The words of this wealthy benefactor seemed to ignite everyone's passion: "Buy! Buy! Buy!" Not only Luo Luo's livestream room, but the entire internet was flooded with various pre-orders and screenshots of completed purchases.