Chapter 141: Descending into the Mortal World

Yunxi had no desire to lower herself to argue with mortals. With a wave of her sleeve, she swept them into an empty room, and the two of them casually found another vacant chamber to sit in meditation.

Although Yunxi had previously relied on the formation and the advantage of her lightning spiritual roots to slay the Golden Core stage wicked cultivator, the toll on her own body was immense. In particular, her arm had been wounded by the adversary, allowing malevolent Qi to invade her meridians. Eager to escape with her life, she had previously lacked the opportunity to purge this tainted energy. Now, having secured the time and wishing to leave no hidden hazards for her future cultivation, she erected an isolation barrier and prepared—

Seeing this, Zhao Ming kept his words to a minimum. He bowed slightly to Ye Beichen, nodded toward Zhu Jiazhen, and turned to leave.

Under the fully unleashed power of the hexagonal crystal, a crisp crack echoed from the skull of the Chasing-Star Leopard, which had clearly fractured.

Suddenly, Zhan pulled a section of the sword strapped to his back, slightly twisting his upper body to adjust the angle of the draw. Instantly, a sound of clashing metal rang out, and amid flying sparks, a figure clad in night-walker attire materialized behind Zhan.

Moxun and Bai Jiu vanished from the spot in an instant, leaping across the chaotic stone forest and speeding toward their next target like a flash of lightning.

Among these people, some felt genuine anger, others feigned grief, some harbored schadenfreude, and a few even eagerly anticipated the outcome.

When Chen Runze approached Zhang Tianhua in person, Zhang was initially reluctant. However, worn down by Chen's relentless pestering, he eventually relented, agreeing that Chen could take the two of them out on the condition that they were safely escorted back to his house by nightfall, after which he handed over his home address to Chen.

Yet he had arrived by helicopter, penetrating dozens of kilometers deep into the forest, and the jeep ride to the city of Xucheng had covered at least another ten kilometers.

Although a vast amount of gold coins had been wasted and the research into intelligent puppets had ultimately failed, it was not without rewards! For instance, the shop's inventory now included brand-new products—byproducts accidentally or impulsively created during the research process—along with gains in knowledge, experience, and skills.

Bang, bang, bang... The grenades detonated in a rapid sequence, filling the entire floor with billowing black smoke.

The argument lasted from morning until the sun went down, finally culminating in a draft of regulations. Li Chengqian offered to keep everyone for a meal, but the invitation was declined; who had the leisure at a time like this to slowly savor a royal banquet?

Under the fragmented state of his attacks, the Sect Master of Martial Illusion could only balance the power of the magic cube's sphere of light and the divine sonic force, making it extremely difficult to repel the divine sound within a short span of time.

Fortunately, the Sima family frequently engaged in beast-taming endeavors, so such spatial rings were not entirely scarce.

As if a hornet's nest had been poked, the opposing Mist Hidden ninja were instantly enraged, hurling various ninjutsu techniques as though they were utterly worthless. Although these were all low-to-mid-level techniques requiring only three or four hand seals, the overwhelming barrage looked thoroughly magnificent.

Seeing that their junior brother had also met such a fate, Qingfeng, Qingyun, and Qingming erupted in furious condemnation and charged collectively toward Moyu Fei. This time, the three of them attacked in unison.

In truth, how could the elders within the sect remain ignorant of the sheer difficulty of seizing the Thousand-Child Lotus? There are no airtight walls in this world, and the emergence of such a rare medicine could never be permanently concealed. Once the news leaked, to say nothing of whether the state might intervene, the major traditional Chinese medicine prominent families alone would certainly not sit idly by and watch us take it away so easily.

Yet, who wouldn't want to take a couple of bites out of such a plump piece of meat delivered right to their doorstep, especially when she was such a stunning beauty?

Within the towering Azure Sun Hall, Wei Minglan sat upright, his handsome face bearing the stern majesty of someone occupying a lofty position.

Yet right up until the end, it remained dead calm. A monstrous talent whose power exceeded forty heavenly layers had been defeated just like that, an embarrassment worthy of being nailed to the pillar of shame.

With almost no discernible change, the Sect Master of Martial Illusion merely lifted his left arm with casual ease, looking entirely relaxed, before extending a single digit from his left hand—his ring finger.

Zhao Wude gazed at Gu Wuyan. What she said did seem to make a great deal of sense. Given how fierce and formidable Qingyun's martial prowess had appeared just moments ago, even though his subordinates possessed firearms and the police were present, subduing these villagers would undoubtedly prove exceedingly difficult.