Adapting to Local Customs

Since she had been turned into a girl by resentment, she had always wanted to drag some unlucky soul down with her.

Mingdong Chen raised an eyebrow. Clearly, this was the spirit ability of Miku Yoisaki: an ability that could be used even without manifesting an angel, a mental power that commanded others through speech, a kind of hypnosis.

The prince with the stern face stared at him for a long while. Guwa instantly felt a chill crawl up his spine, cold sweat breaking out over his whole body. It was as though a sheep had drawn the attention of a wolf.

"Idiot! You are such an idiot..." A childlike voice kept calling out beside Changning's ear. Changning helplessly looked toward the flames. "If you're so clever, then tell me: do you have a better way?"

The three of them all froze. Those words had struck straight at their hearts. Though none of them had shown it, and none had said it aloud, they could not deny that the name Fire Realm had become a thorn in their minds.

"Fine. So long as you can fulfill our agreement, I will return Tao Xinyan to you unharmed, and Tao Zijan may be taken away with you as well. However, we should set a time limit. I can give you only three months," said the old man with the wooden staff unhurriedly.

Although she knew Su Luoman's words were only half true and half false, honest and straightforward Zhang Zeyuan was still badly startled.

Jin Qing had never imagined, in all the years since arriving in Great Tang, that anything like the Grand Scholar of the Hall of Preserving Harmony or the Chief Minister of Rites would ever be connected to her. The greatest official she had ever seen was Magistrate He of Qingshui County. Even if it were Magistrate He, he would likely count as nothing more than an insignificant official before these people.

"—Mm!" With that brief breath, Kurumi Tokisaki's body was gently blown backward.

The entire council hall was brightly lit and decorated with considerable splendor. Of course, that splendor was only relative. In the bleak and solemn military camp, it was not often that such a lively scene could be seen. If compared with the lavish family banquets of wealthy southern nobles, it could only be described as shabby.

Heaven help her, she could scarcely flatter him enough already; how could she dare ask him to serve as a nursemaid and watch over two servants?

Ji Dadi felt an immediate closeness toward Elder Yang. At such a lonely moment in his life, seeing this kindly senior naturally made him regard Elder Yang as the only family he had in this competition.

In Gusu City, a great clan like the Sun family, which had stood for several centuries, had surely accumulated wealth far beyond that of any merchant in the capital. Naturally, it was not something an upright official like Old Censor Wang or Vice Minister Wang could compare with.

Perhaps Shen Yuefu had not expected her to say such a thing. For a moment, she was at a loss for words, and could only give an awkward smile before returning to her seat.

For one thing, hundreds of miles of rugged mountain roads might take ordinary humans several days to traverse, and they still might not arrive. But for the White Tiger, there was no such difficulty.

Moreover, that robe was made of extraordinarily rare material and could conceal one's aura. It was an excellent treasure for ambushes and stealth.

The captain naturally understood what the warden meant. Though she was unwilling to share a man with others, without the warden's support, this matter could not be done at all. She might even lose her job. In the end, she could only remain silent.

There was no need for more. Did your Green Garden consider itself invincible, on the verge of seizing the highest authority of humanity, and so now you mean to use force?

Gu Liao bit her lip. Recalling the years since their marriage, Bai Liyu had always treated her very well. Yet that kindness left her with a strange feeling. He also cared deeply about their child, and in her heart she always felt that his affection for her came largely from the fact that they had a child together.

A safe in the underground chamber was opened by Zhu Ziming using palm prints, iris verification, and several other passwords. A complete set of equipment appeared before Su Mubai.

But that giant hand possessed strength beyond all fearsome imagining. He had never seen any living thing with such terrifying power. Even compared with the colossal foot that day in the Netherworld Mansion, it was far stronger.

"All right!" Lu Tao nodded. Ever since Wang Xiu saved him, he had understood that Wang Xiu was certainly no ordinary person.

That one word made everyone present red with envy. The Road to Sainthood was mysterious and unfathomable, and if a power had existed along that road, how could it have been ordinary? Then the treasures left behind in its ruins, how could they be ordinary?

By rights, this matter had no connection whatsoever to Zhao Yu. To be blunt, Zhao Yu had come here solely to help his brother, Zhou Tongming.

Yang Ming made a satisfied expression, then fanned himself behind his back and cast a somewhat apologetic glance at Xu Yaozhuo.

"Qing Nian, do you know what is going on? This Black Ji is crying in front of me and calling me Jiang Huan." I asked Qing Nian in my heart.

Facing Feng Gangshan's threat, Zhang Ling and Bumei remained unconcerned. They slowly sat down cross-legged, formed hand seals with both hands, and waited for the teleportation array to fully activate. At the same time, they prepared to enter a state of cultivation and recover their injuries during the journey of transmission.

After Cai Zhixiong left, Man Xiangtian said nothing more. He immediately followed the method Cai Zhixiong had engraved into his mind and entered the forbidden grounds of the Manluo Kingdom. Seeing that the Emperor Pillar was still there, completely intact, Man Xiangtian finally let out a long breath.