Chapter 38: Dreaming of the Asura Demon, Rallying the Goblin Troops

The red glow cast by the lanterns was far from festive; the hazy crimson light illuminated the open space before the manor gates, creating an eerie, chilling atmosphere within the secretive, silent, and desolate surroundings.

After a soft murmur, Liang Xingyang fetched a large backpack, stuffed all the body bags into it, and then hoisted the heavy pack effortlessly, ignoring its weight.

If one does not defeat the Heavenly Principles, how can one ever become the Heavenly Principles, and how can Teyvat be saved from catastrophe?

The meaning of these words was painfully blunt. Those who came here for treatment were either wealthy or noble, and those who came to visit should share the same status. Who would dare vouch for the consequences if someone were to sneak in through the side door, not even daring to enter through the main entrance?

Yet he could be certain that once a player passed the age of twenty-five, performing such a movement would be nearly impossible.

Leading the group was a bald middle-aged man with a signature scar on his left cheek.

In fact, it was not just him; at this moment, every single teacher and professor in the Department of Traditional Chinese Music was staring fixedly at Liu Ji.

Just then, the two disciples standing behind Master Luo suddenly changed expression. Both clutched their chests as their complexions rapidly turned ashen. With twisted, agonized expressions, they collapsed to the ground, instantly dead.

The place was quite a distance from the school—about five kilometers away—and they had arrived in Yu Wei's car, a Geely Emgrand.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, sat down on the stool, and forced himself into a state of absolute focus, free from all distractions.

At that moment, Elder Mu approached from afar. Seeing Zhao Lixing and the others pinned to the ground, he hurried over.

If he were to lose to Ye Luo again, the losses would outweigh any potential gains. Even if resentment lingered in his heart, the wisest and most sensible course of action was to wait until his injuries were fully healed before challenging Ye Luo once more.

Yet, even among demonic beasts blessed with immense longevity, none would waste their lifespan in such a place.

Wu Youlan was utterly dumbfounded by Lin Fan; she had no idea how to respond to such a question. Riding a tiger in a zoo—the mere thought of it was terrifying.

"Audacious!" Zhao Kuo now carried the air of a commander of a hundred men. With a furious roar, he pressed his hand against his sword, causing the soldiers to shrink back and reform their lines to collect their rations in order. Zhao Kuo even made them loudly thank the Lord of Chang'an after receiving their bait-cakes.

Indeed, not to mention a treasure as vital as the Universe Ring, even ordinary items could never be stolen here.

No sooner said than done, the King of Zhao immediately ordered a plan to be drafted for a diversionary force to set out from Dai and attack Shanggu Commandery of the State of Yan, having an attendant deliver it to the Queen Mother for her approval.

An instant kill, and taking down so many people at once—this proved one thing clearly: never provoke them, or you will be the one who gets hurt.

The two exchanged numerous blows every second without a single pause. Moreover, their attacks grew increasingly fierce and breathtaking.

As the crowd began to disperse, Ning Fuchen initiated his methods. Ultimately, the rain never fell; through his search techniques, he discovered distinct traces of cultivator activity here, and quite recent ones at that.

To stave off hunger, as darkness fell, Cheng Hongbin and Cai Zhiquan gathered some semi-ripe wild fruits on the mountain. Sour and astringent on the tongue, the fruits left their entire mouths numb. While this provided a small amount of moisture, it was hardly a long-term solution.

Qin Shaoyou knew that Yan Ruoyi had matters to attend to, but he had clearly told her that he was willing to give her time to face everything that belonged to her. He did not wish to interfere forcibly anymore; as long as Yan Ruoyi felt happy, that was enough.

Mo Qingyao had anticipated that the other party would make such preparations, but while forging a piece of cloth was easy, imitating his imperial father's handwriting was exceedingly difficult. Mo Qingyao exchanged a glance with Right Chancellor Yan Jingchang.

One was the Great Elder, and the other was the Chief Guest; judging by their titles alone, they were clearly the most formidable figures in the House of Jing Ke.

The villagers were merely there to watch the spectacle. A family's ancestral tombs were naturally matters for the men of that household to decide, and outsiders would never interfere in such affairs.

"Doctor, how is she?" Mo Jie retained a shred of rationality as he anxiously inquired about Lu Qianmo's condition.

I looked at the slip of paper in my hand, wondering whom Jiang Lichen had addressed it to. After a moment of thought, I said, "To the Underworld Attendants!" He had indeed stated that the letter was for the Underworld Attendants.

If his memory served him correctly, he had already instructed his subordinates to deliver a breakup fee to her—a sum that was undoubtedly substantial. Yet, for her to be clinging to him so relentlessly now, could it be that she felt the breakup fee wasn't enough?

Continuing his search through the palace, Ye Cang reached the far end, where a tightly closed black stone door stood. It seemed sealed by some restrictive barrier; even with all his might, Ye Cang could not damage it in the least. Only after producing the skeleton key was he able to break open the black stone door and step inside.

As for the public's attention toward Li Huan, it was primarily focused on his net worth. A super-tycoon worth three hundred billion, he was not only the richest man in the country and the wealthiest in Asia, but had also climbed to seventh place in the global rankings.

She spent every day helping out and studying in her father's medical clinic; ever since she transmigrated into this world, her own pursuits had practically been put on hold.

The villagers were hardly going to let an outsider bully someone from their own village. Relying on their numerical advantage, they drove the mountain girl's relatives straight out of the door.

Her initial thoughts had been naive; only now did she realize how wishful her thinking had been. The five elements spiritual energy, once transformed into Heavenly Dao spiritual energy, could never be separated again.

Upon receiving the phone call from Kong Huazheng, Jiang Zijing finally heaved a sigh of relief. Zheng Minghui had played all his cards; by now, Zheng Minghui could be considered entirely isolated, standing completely alone.

Sister Li said, "Manager Zhong went out this morning and left word that if you wake up and have nothing to do during the day, you can go walk around the neighborhood or sleep in the dorm until he gets back."

However, Li Huan had not told Wei Luoluo that the Happy Planet had already been found, though the conditions to ascend to it were not yet met.

"What the hell, why would a ghost snatch your flashlight?" A chill ran straight down my spine. That really was a ghost—I had actually been following a ghost for such a long distance.