Chapter 152: The Shura Bone Whistle

That massive dark wall, stretching endlessly from the mountaintop all the way into the firmament and towering to a height that defied sight, was the true form of that pitch-black hue.

Mingjing smiled bitterly inwardly. Since even her eldest brother disagreed, why on earth had she blurted out Changsheng's name, only to subject her to needless embarrassment and awkwardness? Moreover, Changsheng had always kept her at such a distance, and this had merely been her own one-sided wishful thinking all along, without her ever truly knowing what was in Changsheng's heart. By what right should she force her own desires onto her and let others misunderstand her?

"Seiji Haruta... What exactly are you?" A hoarse voice came from that vague figure.

Today was the first day back home after the newlyweds' visit to the bride's parents. By reason and convention, she should have risen early to wait upon the Old Madame. Douhuang was a bondservant born into the household; how could she not know this rule? As the maid on night duty, she should have urged her master to wake up long ago, yet surprisingly, she had not.

"Piccolo, since the Supreme Kais are the most noble beings in the universe, why do they still address Xialuo as Lord?" Bulma opened her blue-purple eyes, which were filled with curiosity.

Li Xu still did not raise his head, merely waving his hand, whereupon the other party fled as if granted a grand amnesty.

Indeed, it was unsuitable for planting trees. Lin Quan had seen this with his own eyes earlier, but in that damned place, would planting grass even have any effect?

It was good to know how to express gratitude after being saved, but immediately turning around to show a hostile attitude made Seiji feel somewhat displeased.

Furthermore, it was fed once a day. Each time, the child was first fed some goat's milk before being given his herbal medicinal soup.

"I must think of a way; I cannot let this continue!" Isabel told herself while taking a shower.

"Fine! Oya, you almost ruined my grand plan. If you help me accomplish one task, I will spare you immediately and send you to the Magical Beast Mountains!" As the man was the cleaver and cutting board while she was the fish and meat, Oya had no choice but to agree.

Qi Ming had known from the very beginning that anyone capable of nurturing such an arrogant disciple must have elders in their family who were equally disdainful and blind to everyone else.

Ye Shaochen agreed and then followed Liyue's iron-clad cavalry contingent as they hurried toward the inner city of Xiyue City.

The smile was foolish yet exhausted; to be alive was truly wonderful. Within that fierce, bloody smile, there was an added layer of heavy burden.

***

Yet Ye Shaochen was currently trapped inside the Emperor-Slaying Sword and could not summon it forth. What on earth was he supposed to do now?

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhen was startled for a moment before reacting. This, this teacup was the one she had just used, and she had even taken a sip from it. Chu Qingkuang had actually shared the exact same cup of tea with her! At this thought, calm and collected though she always was, she could not help blushing faintly, turning her head away in embarrassment with wandering eyes.

No wonder some people valued this legacy of the Void Fiend so highly; at this moment, Ye Chen finally understood.

The lower the intelligence of the living being facing this grand array, the stronger its suppressing effect would be. Its efficacy against sea beasts was far greater than against humans.

Large, heavy snowflakes fell in a flurry from the sky. Yanjing City had not seen such heavy snow in a very long time, and the entire city was enveloped by the swirling white flakes.

"Ye Fan, I hand them over to you. No matter how you play with them, their ultimate fate must be to be cut in half at the waist." Qian Qiyue did not waste words, directly stating her demand. Too many people had come to bully and violate her, and none of them had ever met a good end. If anyone wanted to provoke or stir up trouble with her, feel free—they would simply be responsible for their own life and death.

"I'm—I'm not hungry." Yang Liuer swallowed hard as she looked at the sumptuous feast before her. She was indeed hungry, but she dared not eat.

"I say you can, so you can. You have followed me since childhood, and over all these years, I know you very well. You can do it; do not decline." The clan head said in an extremely solemn tone.

"I know it was a gift from you, and I also know it was custom-made..." Xu Qingmo said somewhat desolately.

"Since you were willing to die to save me, how can I not cross into the Underworld to save you!" Nie Tian gazed deeply at Mo Qingcheng, thanking his lucky stars that the dragon-phoenix jade pendant had bestowed a surge of power upon him. Without that power, he could never have successfully rescued Mo Qingcheng.

"Haha, we each told one lie, so we're even." He had originally thought that slandering the child as belonging to Qiu Qianjian was shameless enough, but it turned out the lie he told was nearly identical to hers. Could this be considered fate?

After saying such a long speech, pouring out almost everything that could be said, yet receiving not the slightest reaction from him, Su Rong's personality being what it was, it was inevitable that she would feel somewhat stifled.

However, to Zhao Ba's surprise, Nie Tian and his group showed not the slightest trace of fear in their expressions; on the contrary, they were utterly calm. This left Zhao Ba deeply puzzled—could it be that they did not even know what a True Void Realm expert was?

At that very moment, Wuchen's brow suddenly twitched, and his bored expression vanished entirely, replaced by a restless, eager excitement.

***

When Su Rong had straightened her attire and emerged clad in white robes, Lardas had already been waiting at the doorway for five or six minutes.

Jiang Nicole asked. Regardless of what happened, Zhou Yue was Jin Han's cousin, and Jin Han would not sit idly by regarding her affairs. However, judging by their tone, Feng Cheng was not someone easy to mess with either, and Jiang Nicole always felt a sense of worry watching two tigers fight.

"It's nothing!" Qi Rui did not want Han Qing and Feixue to become entangled in this matter, so he burned the note away with soul fire.

Under the circumstances at the time, Liu Jinhua was lying at home, while Old Gu, Suizhi, and Lawyer Wang were all powerless scholars. Coupled with the villagers of this entire village—first the entity had morphed into Liu Yuru to seduce him, and then into Hu Shaoyang—it clearly would not let the matter rest.

Master Cheng was fifty-seven this year. As early as when Bai Ye was being evaluated for the Yangtze River Scholars Program, Master Cheng had already taken notice of Bai Ye and had consistently shown him a great deal of care and patronage.

This match was the second round of the duo matches. Jin Han had already expended a significant amount of physical stamina during the previous solo matches, and compounded with the first duo match—where his teammate's condition had been poor—Jin Han had exhausted even more energy. This was already Jin Han's third consecutive match.

Once all four evil spirit monsters were eliminated, the Screaming Specter remained in its original spot. This time it did not flee; instead, it drifted toward the center of the grand hall. It appeared to be casting some sort of spell, and within moments, a bell materialized and hovered in front of the evil spirit in the center of the hall.

Furthermore, since he had not yet attained godhood, he still needed to eat. Now that the entire city was plastered with warrants for his arrest, he was bound to slip up and reveal a flaw sooner or later.

"If you say I go, I'll go!" Sisi said as she raised her foot and stomped hard on the stone bridge to test its sturdiness before preparing to step onto it.

He first pressed his lips to Yan Yue's forehead, then to her brows and eyes, followed by her cool, delicate nose tip, and finally onto those soft lips. How sweet they were—just like in that dream, precisely as sweet.