Chapter 162: Special Constitution

Yun Xi was still unaware that Wei Yunqing was lingering in the Baohua Mountain Range. Had she known, she would surely have let out a sigh, as this was clearly a trial arranged by the Heavenly Dao for Wei Yunqing, meant to forcibly boost her combat experience, likely accompanied by some heavenly treasures as a bonus. Had Yun Xi been nearby, she would have rushed over at the first moment to tail Wei Yunqing and snatch her fortuitous encounters. Unfortunately, Yun Xi was still in the mortal realm, though they had already covered the greater part of their journey and would soon be returning.

Over by the cave, the soldier ants were still charging outward, but they no longer posed a threat. The strongest silver soldier ant merely required a bit more effort to handle and could not endanger the lives of the soldiers.

On the surface, "A Ray of Sunshine" was her father's business, but in reality, it was a cafe she had opened just to enjoy a leisurely life. Everyone working inside was her own trusted person—ah, true concealment lies within the bustling city.

Although the damage inflicted by the Xiongnu's invasion of the city this time was immeasurable, every bad turn naturally brings a corresponding advantage. Ququ had not yet managed to blurt out Sima Fang's name before Liu Xie interrupted him. Yet, Liu Xie believed that given the look Ququ cast at Sima Fang on the city wall, coupled with Sima Fang's reaction at the time, the court officials present should already have a clear idea in their minds.

On his way back, the Pope had actually guessed that the master of Northern Heaven Fortress would certainly send someone to assassinate him, as that was the very style of the Northern Heaven Fortress master. However, he had long since made preparations for it.

Within the immortal mansion, the Taiyin Mirror guarding the earth suddenly emitted a cyan radiance, communicating with the stars in the heavens. Not just the Taiyin star alone, but every single star in this stellar system was echoing in resonance.

With just a single glance, Li Yunmu understood the exact conditions required to breach this formidable fortress.

"Uncle Yang, why fear them? Are we just going to let the grudge over my hand go unavenged?" Wang Fu complained with some dissatisfaction after being stepped on.

Xiao Yuyin took it and ate it, the sweet taste spreading across her mouth and diluting the bitterness within. Then she raised her gaze, looking resentful as she stared at Nalan Heng.

Mindful of this, Li Yunmu smiled faintly, his figure suddenly darting out and transforming instantly into a surging dragon of blood Qi, charging directly toward the Earth coalition's military camp.

Yun Hao glared fiercely at Shui Yiren, using an equally fierce tone, as if he wanted to vent all the accumulated resentment in his heart.

Xing Zeyuan's membranous wings shielded everyone behind him to prevent them from being struck by hidden weapons. He now felt that the World Government was capable of doing anything when facing someone like him from the Meng clan, and that no underhanded tactic was beneath them, because nothing was more hateful to them than the Meng clan.

"Hmph! You certainly understand My intentions!" Xuantian Fei suddenly felt that there were perks to having a foolish person around. Since he was courting death and still so full of confidence, he would let him wait just a little longer before letting him throw away his life in clueless confusion.

"What on earth is the matter that you have to keep from me?" Yan Bing's stubborn streak flared up as well, and she pursued the question relentlessly.

Amidst everyone's watchful eyes, Wang Hao met Shen Yunqing's gaze, the corners of his lips curling up slightly.

Yet Yan Bing had a way to resolve it. With a single forward step, she simply vanished from the combat arena.

Chen Chefang suddenly dropped out of the city and pushed through the passes, chasing closely after the Golden-Hooped Rod right up to the gates of the Golden Wolf Stronghold. The Golden-Hooped Rod took the lead and struck a heavy blow directly against the stronghold gate. With a resounding crash, dust flew everywhere, the lanterns flickered dim, and the gate groaned with a creaking sound for a while, though it did not fall.

At this moment, Tianyao was not worried about this, but rather about the curse from many years ago. He was afraid—afraid of that curse, afraid that Meng'er might fall in love with someone else. Yet no matter what, he would strive to search; everything from the past, he was determined to reclaim.

With much difficulty, the proprietress finally managed to take the child over, only to find a thin layer of sweat on her forehead and her heart beating wildly against her ribs.

Blowing in the gentle breeze, watching the sunset glow fall alongside the cherry blossoms. Granny Mi looked at the rice paddies while they gazed at the cherry blossom grove and each other.

Scanning everything around him with his spiritual sense and finding no danger, he sat down cross-legged, absorbing the spiritual energy to stabilize his cultivation realm.