Volume 1 Chapter 32: Investigating the Mastermind, Peril Returns

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Qu Jing gazed at her gentle face and lost himself for a moment. In the living room, Luoluo was playing, her delicate giggles carrying through the entire house.

The Big Boss suddenly understood. No wonder he had felt something so strange while conducting his research. At last, he realized what exactly had been troubling him.

The Eight-Wastelands Sword Aura struck the window, and then an exceedingly strange scene unfolded. The sword aura vanished without a sound, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

The Flying Corpse’s target was perfectly clear: Ye’er. Naturally, I refused to leave alone and said bluntly, “Impossible!”

The Flying Corpse seized its massive halberd and brought it crashing down. I leapt back, sending dust billowing in every direction. By the time I burst through the cloud of dust, the Flying Corpse had vanished from where it had stood.

Rong Gege answered, but she was no match for Yu Gege. She had never worn shoes like these before. Though they were not much taller than flowerpot shoes, they made it impossible for her to straighten her body as she walked.

The speaker seemed to be far away, yet his movement was astonishingly swift. His voice grew clearer and clearer as he drew nearer. Only then did Luo Tu make out the newcomer: an old monk draped in a kasaya, dressed in coarse cloth and straw sandals, with a long beard streaming beneath his chin. He looked very much like an enlightened master.

“What? What did you say? You’re saying I’m the one who violated discipline? I took that whip for nothing, and now I still have to bear the responsibility? Are you blind?”

Director Mao felt certain there was something wrong with his hearing and roared at the military police captain.

The newcomer was actually A Xin! He wore a hooded sweatshirt with harem pants, a Bluetooth earpiece hanging around his neck, looking as though he had merely stepped out for a day of shopping.

He had commissioned a painter to create the portrait. The figure in it was Song Cheng—or, more precisely, the head belonged to Song Cheng, while the body was utterly indecent. As Jia Qi stared at the portrait on the wall, his hand began to twitch incessantly. Barely two minutes later, his body once again lay weakly upon the bed.

Yet Su Yuyang’s mind was far from calm. The more he thought about it, the stranger the entire matter seemed.

For some reason, she grew sorrowful, her heart filled with emotions she could not put into words.

“Ling Chen, this isn’t over between us! Hmph. You’d better not fall into my hands. And Liao Binger, Sun Changde!”

Zhao Kongming touched his aching face, a sinister glint flashing through his eyes.

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Shi Nan knew he had misspoken, yet he refused to apologize. He could not bring himself to leave without making sure everything was all right, so he could only keep a rigid expression and stubbornly endure the situation.

“Yes, those two. If you can help me kill them, fifty million will be yours immediately!”

Upon hearing Huangpu Sheng’s words, Bai Xiang quickly spoke up.

Liu Xiaomang felt a gust of sinister wind sweep past him and shuddered. When he turned around, he saw Murong Xue’s eyes glittering as though something might shoot from them at any moment.

After Zhang Yu hacked and struck Jiang Tao furiously for a while, he leapt back to widen the distance between them. His breathing had grown heavy, clearly showing how exhausting the battle had been.

Zheng Hao gritted his teeth. “All right!”

Because he trusted Feng Shaoming, Zheng Hao did not hesitate at all before choosing to believe him.

“Yes, Elder Xie.”

The manager was startled. An important guest? His gaze drifted toward Ling Chen. Was this the important guest Elder Xie had mentioned? He looked absurdly young. Could he be a young master from some great clan?

She spent a long time circling the radiant light, until Moonshadow and the old man returned to this space once more.

“Who—”

Before the other man could even finish reacting or cry out, the dagger plunged viciously into his heart. When it was pulled free, a spray of blood burst forth and splattered across Long Jiu.

The reason Yun Yu had been able to summon the Void-Sky Spear Phantom to withstand that crimson blade was that the phantom was originally his life-bound magical weapon. Its method of refinement was highly unusual, allowing it to contain a vast reserve of spiritual energy. It also possessed the formidable ability to protect its master of its own accord.

At last, when Xiang Lixi had returned to his usual expression, Ye Zhuo clasped his hands and thanked him once more, then asked about the doubt troubling him.

Next, I wrapped both feet around the hemp rope binding my hands. Then I tightened my abdomen and performed an inverted sit-up. I was more familiar with inverted sit-ups than with any other exercise. When I had attended martial arts school, I was always getting into mischief, and the instructor often punished me. The punishment he used most frequently was this very exercise.

Unfortunately, Luo Tian had encountered none other than Fire Boundless, the Ninth Elder of the Dragon-Guarding Clan. He was an exceptionally formidable opponent, a lifelong practitioner of the clan’s supreme Fire Formula and the Fire-Refining Hands. His entire body was fire; everything could be burned by him.

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Upon entering the main hall, he discovered many senior brothers and sisters exchanging various items or using contribution points to search for things they needed.

Gao Feng stared solemnly at the scene and nodded as well. Unlike Wang Jue, he did not feel that the aura was exaggerated. Instead, the presence and pressure felt rather like standing before the sect master or an elder, though upon closer comparison, they still seemed somewhat lacking.

When he noticed the faintly displeased expression on Dongfang Ying’s face, it seemed she was unhappy that he had drawn so close to Wang Hou.

In addition to establishing the Gold-Touching Colonel position to rob tombs and obtain wealth to supplement military provisions, Cao Cao also established the Excavation Mound Lieutenant position. What was an Excavation Mound Lieutenant? Put simply in modern terms, it was the director of a tomb-raiding office.

While keeping his eyes fixed on the direction of Cloud-Isle and sensing the strings of the Great Void Dao trembling, someone eventually spoke up and offered congratulations to Daoist Hu Mei.

Qian Qingxi patiently coaxed her, hoping to persuade her to willingly return Xianyun intact.

What sister would want her younger sibling running out of the palace every day, especially for the sake of a man who did not even like her?

Xiao Qiang showed no panic whatsoever. Though someone had seized his left hand and rendered it useless, he twisted around and kicked backward, sending the brother who had charged up behind him flying.

The matter was now settled. Zhang Xun had not rested at all. Instead, he led all his troops into the capital and began making careful preparations at full speed.

Mu Junran finally let the old man go. From his tone, it was obvious that he had not known beforehand that Du Tianya would make him carry out such a thing.

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