Chapter 57: Demon-Hunting Incense

Madam Li left sobbing softly, saying she was going back to prepare with Master Li, determined to ensure that Gu Mengyin would not suffer any mishaps.

As the protagonist of the day, Zeng Haifeng chose to take the initiative to propose a toast, drinking it down in one gulp, showing great respect.

Though there were ingredients at home, craving for hot and sour noodles was not something that could be satisfied in just a few or even ten minutes. Song Shengsheng, feeling no sleepiness at all, decided to wait downstairs.

Upon returning, he began throwing the collected corpses onto the ground and then started cleaning the feathers off his body.

The Zhao and Zhang families’ yard was left in complete disarray. It wasn’t that they couldn’t afford repairs, but they couldn’t swallow this humiliation.

The man said that when he first saw the portrait given by He Lin, something felt off. After all, he had crafted so many statues of deities; even without recognizing it, he could roughly tell something was wrong.

Hua Mantian swallowed hard, feeling his body stiffen slightly, yet he slowly extended his right hand and grasped the sword’s hilt.

It was even possible that the Human Resources Department would have to renegotiate salary and contracts with Yuan Weihong.

However, the opportunities for an assistant to operate were limited, certainly not as many as following Fang Ziye. Fang Ziye emphasized that the focus was on the fundamental skill of hemostasis in trauma surgery, and Xiong Jinhuan’s top choice was to come off the operating table.

“Damn it,” Teng Gong cursed and hurried away. If another strike came, it wouldn’t be just a minor injury this time. Fortunately, Teng Gong didn’t know this weapon’s capabilities; unless he was willing to scrap it, the minimum interval between attacks was at least ten minutes—a ten-minute cooldown.

A pair of clear, elegant eyes with pupils as sharp as cut water gazed at him, like a pool of pure spring water shimmering gently. With every flutter of emotion, bright ripples stirred, embodying an indescribable charm.

Although the Zhang family matriarch died suddenly from the food he provided, she was already on the brink of death. If a dispute arose, he wouldn’t have to bear much responsibility.

The figure of Tianjizi suddenly halted, a flash of resolve crossing his face, yet inside he breathed a sigh of relief. Now was not the time to be stingy. Activating a single battle power from the Nascent Soul stage could stabilize the current situation.

Physical fitness, tactical literacy, psychological resilience, courage, and determination—all were among the very best.

Facing the seemingly submissive Golden Fang, Nie Yun smiled faintly, then without warning slowly raised an index finger and pointed it at the other’s forehead. A strange silver light shimmered on the finger.

Well, no one could explain what had just happened. Since that was the case, they might as well consider it a “game accident.”

What does it mean to fight poison with poison? Lin Di was not an alchemist; his method of fighting poison with poison was simply using the game to cure the game’s poison.

The voice of the Moon Spirit Fairy was light and clear, like a mountain spring or the silver glow beneath a moonlit night. It instantly calmed the restless crowd. Lei Zi felt as if a breeze had swept away the anger in his heart; his eyes cleared, and he involuntarily looked toward the Moon Spirit Fairy, a deep and unspoken tenderness hidden within.

Boom! With a prolonged muffled roar, the great ‘gate’ of the castle finally slammed shut just before the surging flood of attackers could seize it.

“In truth, your father only wanted you to inherit his legacy, to become a judge assisting the three-person council of the Martial Alliance, living up to his old title as the ‘Judge of the Underworld’...” Feng Feng said with a sob, hiding in her husband’s embrace.

“Isn’t it just about taking down that Dong Sheng? I’ve already handled it for you. Just wait, the show will start in a few days,” Long Qi said with a smile.

A long-suppressed roar echoed through the secret chamber, but the surrounding soundproof walls caused the roar to spiral endlessly within, unable to escape.

Just as Totori was feeling a headache, her phone suddenly rang. Was it Qian Ai? Picking up, she saw it was Huan Yue. Totori frowned in disappointment. Why was Huan Yue calling so late? After some thought, she answered.

The knocking continued, though this time it was much weaker, as if the courage of the person outside the door had been completely drained.

“Ning’er greets Father, Mother, and all elder brothers,” Chang Ning turned to greet the others.

The child had grown—truly grown! And the older he got, the closer he became to their stepmother, Su Luoman; yet ironically, his own father seemed more like a stepfather.

Rong Yixia’s action startled Yan Qing, who quickly hid, fearing total annihilation alongside Rong Yixia.

Inside the carriage, the atmosphere between Jin Qing and Meng Jun was far from friendly. Jin Qing lowered her gaze to her toes, refusing to utter a word.

Chu Tianshu lightly waved his hand toward the sky, and instantly, all the blood spears turned into dust.

However, when Lin Dong heard the sound, he didn’t change his actions, continuing to adjust the software on the control panel.

But they discovered that this vast net possessed terrifying power, constantly shrinking. If given even a moment’s time, the enemy would surely capture the two Golden Crows.

If one had to pinpoint a reason, it might be because Mo Mo was a bit shorter, giving him more space to handle the ball.