Chapter 97: The Newborn Calf

With that roar, the cultivators in the battle all stiffened at once. It was a sonic-wave attack from the beast, and the brief pause allowed the creatures downwind to immediately launch a counterattack.

The Golden-Dan True Immortal of Baohua City flashed into view above the battlefield. With a cold snort, he dispelled the jungle tiger’s sonic assault, then spun his sweeping whisk and tangled with the third-rank jungle tiger in a furious knot of combat.

Yunxi was one of the few Foundation-Piercing cultivators not wounded by the sonic attack, and that gave her a very good opening.

Hapi seized the moment and suddenly surged forward, pivoting hard. He, who had once been something of a basketball star in college, performed these moves with effortless ease.

In conditions like these, for Mu to keep from missing most of his finishing strikes was already a rare and admirable feat; and though there were moments when he could land those extra blows, he would not choose to, because once he did, he would inevitably be forced to spend a great deal of health.

She had a secret: in that film, she had treated the male actor playing opposite her as Feixia, as Zhao Yu. Strangely, it worked beautifully. On screen, he and Feixia endured such searing, unforgettable passion and betrayal that after the film ended, her soul still could not break free from the role.

Though stronger enemies waited for him to defeat them, he had at last been granted rebirth, a chance to begin again, and the stage awaited him, watched by countless eyes.

"What are you two talking about?" At that moment, Vanessa emerged from the kitchen and sat close beside Kobe.

"There are words on the stone pillar!" Golden Donkey called out and burst inside. The moment the others stepped into the pavilion, a soul-shaking fear seized them, as if they had been plunged into a nightmare.

"Jingliu has been kidnapped!" Shana still held a scrap of paper in her hand, likely left by the one who had taken her.

After doing all of this, Suyi spun back and struck with his palm once more, dashing his fist straight into the chest of the knife-wielding brute beside him.

Yet according to the records, Baoyan Manor had only one third-rank Sanctified Martial Warrior. When Yang Sen and the two men arrived leading a squad, they were already acting as if they were bullying someone.

Suddenly, a line of fierce heat flickered in Suyi’s eyes. He surged power through his feet and stamped into the air; wild flames erupted at once and shot toward the valley.

Yinyi slipped in quietly, whispered a few words in Yang Guangbei’s ear, and after Yang Guangbei nodded, he departed just as silently.

Bing Jia was alarmed and quickly tried to explain, but the three of them were in no mood to hear him. Lady Fu bit her lip through her tears, made a sharp gesture, and summoned the former Northland Prefectural Guard troops patrolling near Siyi. Under the pretext that they had been insolent toward her, she had the armored soldier arrested.

"You mean in real life?" Xueye Weiyang leaned in. If Ye Fei could join them in real life, he would be a far more formidable force than Guchen.

Of course, as one of the neutral faction, he most wanted to distance himself from Tangning and keep his own airs of purity.

Liu Feng heard the news outside as well, and at once Huayun and Luru Jun burst out laughing, making plans to go out and celebrate with drinks.

The horror of that scene left the Gu-Miao Tribe stunned: why had the Gu God not destroyed the other humans, yet instead devoured the Gu-Miao clan that had created it?

In only seven or eight days, Chen Hao quietly did the math and discovered that Ye Fei’s party could squeeze more than 200,000 gold coins from Lingyun—nearly a million in hard cash.

Qin Sang clenched her fist, wanting to tear those two faces apart on the spot, but Ye Kui and the others had already spoken, so she could only let both of them in.

Some rogue, keeping up with the times, can now even make handmade ice cream. The hazelnuts he had peeled were meant to be taken home, chopped into crumbs, and scattered over the ice cream.

In the next instant, a mighty, overwhelming force suddenly surged forth—terrifying and immense—from the old man with half-lidded eyes who watched the combat circle. As soon as that presence appeared, it was like a sudden cold wind splitting the two fighters, Rod and Sogna, apart from one another, who had been locked in a grim, unbreakable struggle; effortlessly and in a blink, the cold wind was divided to both sides.