Chapter 42: Since When Did You Learn to Lie, Shengsheng?

"Stop making a scene." Father Shen lowered his voice in an attempt to soothe her. "There's nothing set in stone between Wen Zhi and our son yet; why are you in such a rush?"

"Why shouldn't I be? How can I not be? In a few years, we'll be old, and I still don't have a grandson or granddaughter in sight. At my age, how much more time do I have to wait?"

Xiao Ran did not know what kind of martial arts the opponent practiced, nor what he looked like, or even where he was hidden. The only thing he knew for certain was that behind that folding screen, behind that laughter, sat a master who far surpassed him.

"Of course! With absolute, overwhelming power, you can defy the heavens themselves!" the spirit of the Seven Remnant Scrolls exclaimed excitedly.

Xue Meng and Xiling Jing walked quietly for a while. The path around them gradually widened, and the trees grew increasingly sparse. Could it be... that they were reaching the exit?

After Ashina Wumu retreated a mile to stabilize his formation, fewer than thirty percent of the two five-thousand-man detachments he had sent out returned alive.

Within his eyes, flames raged—searing, blazing, and majestic—as if the very laws of fire had condensed into physical form.

To stay by her side so willingly, to guard her without a single regret, filled his heart with profound contentment.

Due to the weather, there were not many people around. Compared to the National Day holiday, the Zhangxian Temple appeared much more desolate now.

"Ha," Cao Cao gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Because the last magic pet was tortured to death by her, it’s my turn now. Every so often, she lures in a new magic pet, and every one of them meets the same fate. She specifically targets low-level magic pets like us; we’re easier for her to handle."

The hatred in Su Yi’s heart reached its peak, and his fury burned to the limit, yet he suddenly became as calm as a still lake.

Liu Mu revealed a world of gluttony that the Goguryeo people could never have imagined; just watching it left the three members of the Yuan clan dumbfounded.

Having thought this through, he felt a great sense of relief. He told himself that he was living a second life, and compared to others, he had already gained so much. Since he was here, he would make the best of it. He would take things one step at a time; after all, he possessed a thousand years of knowledge and experience. Even if he was only half-learned, there was still much he could achieve.

Because the priest was also locked in a stalemate, he could not spare any focus to heal them. Furthermore, they were not as lucky as Sister Dream to have obtained a resurrection skill—if one could even call it that.

Zheng Fei did not think as far ahead as Zheng Jinshan. Under pressure from Zheng Jinshan, he had apologized to Pei Donglai, but that did not mean he feared him as much as he did before he knew the truth. On the contrary, he still harbored a sense of contempt for him.

However, since he had come, he had to see it through. As the saying goes, once the arrow is on the string, it must be fired. Since he had accepted this mission, he had to complete it! With that thought, he took another deep breath.

In the end, he told Yan Zhongzi that the reason he had hidden his true abilities and lived among the commoners was because he wanted to care for his elderly mother.

The Six-Armed Demon Ape bowed slightly, then lunged forward in a flash, appearing directly in front of Luo Yi and unleashing a punch packed with immense power.

Beneath the city walls, Hu Rui, Tan Tao, and the others stood in silence for a moment before each let out a roar like a tiger.

A speechless number appeared over the Mad Sky Wolf King, who then looked at An Lingxi with disdain. With a single swipe of its claw, a massive "2005" appeared above An Lingxi’s head, and she was instantly bathed in white light as she was sent back to the city.

Immediately after, a large number of archers gripped their bows and fired fiercely at the cloud masses in the sky.

The four individuals named by Kou Xun, the leader of the Ghost-Faced Knights, did not hesitate and stepped forward at once.