Chapter 22

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Outside the mountain gate, the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect and Pudu Temple were still excitedly waiting for their Supreme Elders to seize a vast amount of resources from Liu Changsheng. It now appeared that Liu Changsheng had no intention of letting them off; otherwise, Old Daoist Guyun would not have remained outside the gate.

The voice was not particularly loud, yet it resonated with extreme clarity in everyone's ears, carrying even to places over ten miles away.

"Zhang Heng, what is going on?" Seeing these routed troops, that damnable sense of foreboding surged in Liang Xing's heart once again, and his expression turned ghastly.

Yet, even this could not wash away the rage born from the hatred of extermination. He remained strangely calm, first sending men to intercept and kill the Qifu messengers along the way—perhaps he had already prepared for this while attacking the Qifu tribe—and then setting an ambush halfway along the path of the returning Qifu people.

"Understood!" These personal guards had followed Huang Zhong in guarding the Inspector's Mansion for five years and were more familiar with its layout than their own homes. Following Huang Zhong's order, they skillfully secured the key strategic points of the mansion, while Huang Zhong led his men to escort Liu Qi inside.

"Go... go to the room and check if the key is still there," the male monkey said, his voice trembling suddenly.

Bilan looked up at her, and upon seeing her cold expression, a chill ran through her heart. She bowed her head and responded with a submissive "Yes."

Fortunately, there were middle-to-high-tier demonic creatures wandering around the various mountain peaks nearby, and a sixth-tier gray wolf was nothing out of the ordinary.

After all, these were the bones of a dragon at the Celestial Immortal realm; attempting to refine a few might just strengthen his Dharma body.

Such a scene caught He Chuan off guard. He wondered what was happening and what had occurred within the Xiao family, for Xiao Mingshan to point the finger directly at him.

Ye Yu looked at the two fallen men. He still had four people here, not counting Ling Ming and his subordinate. If Ling Ming truly possessed the cultivation of the fourth stage of the Void Realm, Ye Yu could not believe he could have made it this far; as for his subordinate, Ye Yu did not believe he was only at the sixth stage of the Void Realm either.

Seeing this situation, He Chuan could not help but smile bitterly, wondering what on earth was going on in this girl's head. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he discovered that he could not let go of Li Qing's hand no matter what, which left him stunned.

Gu Shen felt that when you truly offer your heart to someone in a relationship, you realize that getting along is the most difficult subject to master.

After speaking, Lin Chong led Lu Junyi and Qiu Qiongying out of the bandit stronghold first to wait for Shi Jin and Tang Bin. The two men hurriedly led the troops to burn Wu Li's stronghold to the ground before catching up with Lin Chong, Lu Junyi, and Qiu Qiongying to return to the main camp together.

"Fine, I get it. You just don't want to go. It's okay, you don't need to make up excuses. I'll go by myself! I will definitely find a way to bring the Flower Demon back!" Zhou Yingying turned and left in a huff.

Watching everyone in the palace busy with their respective duties while she alone had nothing to do, Tao Zhuohua felt even more stifled. She told Concubine Juan, opened a silk umbrella painted with landscapes, and headed out to walk through the deserted bamboo grove outside Qinglian Palace, shielding herself from the rustling sleet falling overhead.

Dark Blade let out a sigh of admiration and formed a strange hand seal. The Shadow Avatar, as if having received a command, felt its spiritual energy turn increasingly violent, and it proceeded to self-detonate just like that.

The Grand Elder, Second Elder, and Third Elder were filled with suffocating murderous intent, staring at Chu Chen and advancing toward him with aggressive, murderous strides.

Compared to Yangyang, Chenchen was much more composed. He told Yangyang to hang up the phone first, not to be anxious, and to wait for him to think of a solution.

Yan Chun thought that it would be a disaster if he applied to the wrong place, so he remembered the Kitchen God. He expressed to the Kitchen God his interest in helping him fetch water and chop wood. The Kitchen God replied that he already had a firewood-carrying boy, but was in need of a water-carrying lad.

Seeing that the wooden box was still in his storage ring, Ye Fan felt relieved. He had no intention of opening it to inspect its secrets for the moment; he simply put the storage ring away and walked to Yi Qingying's side as if nothing had happened.

From the expressions of Yi Tian and the other ancient clan leaders, Ye Fan could see that they had likely experienced the same situation as he had, but it seemed the power of this Eternal Blood Array was not yet enough to deal with the Saint Spirit Realm.

Tang Yu excitedly laid out the rings he had collected one by one in front of everyone, asking them to take out the Evil Demon Crystals inside and pile them together to see exactly how many there were.

It was no wonder; although this private garden was very close to the Night Demon Hotel, Chenchen had only been there once in his life. It had always been sealed off by Qi Yefeng, forbidding any member of the Qi family from entering.

For once, Qi Yefeng set aside his status and the obsessive-compulsive need for cleanliness that plagued him. Dressed in an exquisite suit, he sat elegantly and arrogantly on the large mat, yet he felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles.

"I don't like it, and I simply don't want to buy it." Comrade Yan Chun, in order to make his stance clear, spoke hurriedly.

"No, our demigod family has been planning for a thousand years, and now we have finally succeeded. Why should I leave? Now that both you and I have the cultivation of the Spirit Realm, do you think I will listen to you?" Ying Wuxie sneered.