Volume 1, Chapter 51: You Really Are a Demonic Gu Master

Beneath Cuihua’s floral carriage, well over a hundred people were already kneeling, yet their hearts were still pounding wildly as their captivating eyes stared straight at him.

Daring to plot against a Martial Disciple, Wu Mian could not help but admire the suicidal capability of Liu Xiaotao’s old man.

Wu Mian felt that as long as he mastered the Earth-Binding Force and fused it with the Sword Control Technique, his combat power would surely advance by leaps and bounds. By then, let alone ordinary swordsmen, Wu Mian was confident he could battle a great swordsman like Elder Lin.

Meng Qixuan looked at Meng Jinshi with eyes overflowing with a gentle and loving smile. However, only he knew clearly that the intent to kill had already arisen deep within his heart.

Yelin, among the group of princes, maintained a calm and relaxed expression, offering no opinions whatsoever. He understood the ins and outs of this matter better than anyone.

Luo Yujiao shook her head, indicating that she did not know. Yet judging by her brother’s expression, it seemed he had not anticipated this move from Sudan either. Sudan was by no means a rash and reckless person; this was strange.

Feng Junchu would die sooner or later, but he was her beloved Chu. As long as she lived, she could not just stand by and watch him be harmed to death by others.

"Did you think cultivation is entirely without risk? For a breakthrough as massive as this, anyone with half a brain knows to be cautious," Zijin rolled her eyes.

Under such wild imaginations, Young Master Yu for the first time wavered slightly in his desire to "cultivate immortality." He not only wanted longevity, but also to remain dashing and handsome. If practicing cultivation left a person looking neither human nor ghost, then what was the point of cultivating immortality at all?

Meanwhile, the man resting heavily on Yu Anxia’s mind was currently sitting with crossed legs in the living room of an exquisitely decorated apartment. This was temporary lodging for Xia Yitong in Mingjiang City.

Nearly a hundred missiles rained down toward Skywind City. In mere seconds, thick smoke completely blanketed the entire city.

"As long as it's not a ghost maze, it will do. Since the path is already here, let's walk it and see. I'd like to find out what else this road can conjure up." Although Feng Ling had doubts, this was the only mandatory route, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and press on. If someone had intentionally set a trap, he would simply prepare himself to deal with it.

Sister Meng didn't seem worried in the least; instead, she looked toward Feng Ling, the corners of her lips curling into a slight smile.

At three in the afternoon, a group of five appeared punctually at the main gates of the Leaf Village. Even Kakashi, the universally acknowledged king of tardiness, was already waiting there with a pack strapped to his back.

However, while Xu Wen could afford to leave the Pure Yin Gourd within the Thunder Tribulation Secret Realm, he could not tolerate it disrupting his own affairs.

Old Master Su’s meaning was crystal clear: he did not wish for Su Xue to unwrap her gifts in front of everyone, lest it provoke comparisons and hurt the feelings of her classmates. Having lived to such an advanced age, Old Master Su saw through the nuances of human relationships and social decorum very clearly.

"Fifth Sister? Who is Fifth Sister? How long have you been with her, and have you two really never been intimate?" Qiao Meimei asked in puzzlement, beginning to guess what Fifth Sister might look like.

Not only did A-Dao hold this view, but many spectators in the audience also felt that the Jiu Squad had won this match solely because they had managed to snatch the heaven-defying character Guan Yu.

The formation of the forty-nine bone mountains collapsed instantly, resembling a collapsing heaven and earth. The grand formations carved upon the skeletal remains were forcibly erased by sheer immense force, and the grayish-white bone mountains turned into flying dust and powder.

The Purifying Lotus Demonic Flame was a flame-based lifeform with strong resistance against fire attacks. Therefore, Li Chensha did not intend to use profound fire-attribute ultimate moves, opting instead for a direct soul strike.

Accidents are never isolated. Just as that pathetic wretch stopped struggling, two more flamethrower soldiers suddenly caught fire. Then it was four, five, and even seven. In less than half a minute, all eight flamethrower soldiers at the scene were actually swallowed by the flames.

Mystical divine techniques were all concealed within the Buddha statue. Looking at the statue before him, Li Ming was certain there were profound mysteries hidden within, and perhaps even the heritage of ancient mystical spells.

As the scion of a wealthy family who relied on his own influence to secure a position in a multinational financial conglomerate—and a mid-level management role at that—Deng Lei truly was an elite in the eyes of the general public.

Before Xu Yiming could even react, Xi Xixi lunged forward. The very next moment, a soft body threw itself into his arms, and simultaneously, his mouth was covered by a gentle, soft pair of lips.

I directed the two of them to back the vehicle into the entrance of the workshop, and had someone release Wu Mingchun, whom I had previously tied up.

Just as Ma Yi was making excited guesses, the sea suddenly churned with rolling billows and splashing water. A brand-new Assault Exosuit actually surged up from the seabed, draped in coral camouflage. Right in front of it lay a luxury rainbow yacht, serving as the hiding place of a gunman.

Upon entering the company lobby, it was indeed just as Yuliya had said: normal working hours had not yet arrived. Aside from the security guard at the entrance, the entire company lobby was utterly empty.

It turned out that the place where he was nurtured was Mount Mo, although Mount Mo no longer retained the spiritual charm of bygone years, bearing only the deep imprints left behind by the passage of time.

Yet today, when he caught sight of that golden tide surging across the mountains from the obsidian mining area, he finally grew entirely despairing. He knew that his dreams had come to a halt.

Because there was also a quartermaster in the cooking squad—a position that, frankly speaking, was much like a platoon leader. He managed the cooks of the company, controlled the daily expenses of the company, and our monthly stipends were also handled by the quartermaster, much like the finance department of a company.

"And then~?" Liu Shengming, completely engrossed upon hearing such archaic gossip, quickly pressed for more.

"No way! I think that person was simply acting with absolute impunity. Even if Yiyi really found out, what could she possibly do to them?" Hua Qiuqiu felt the matter wasn't all that complicated.