Chapter 120: What Has That to Do With Me?

Yang Guang flipped his hand and pressed the disc down upon the nine Buddha statues. With a firm push, a miracle occurred.

By the time Yan Xi returned from the primeval forest, having harvested a rich bounty of dry branches and leaves, Ji Yuhan had already returned to the tree, skewering the cleaned rabbit onto a sharpened branch.

Though Yue Shan was resentful, he swallowed his pride for the sake of Su Xue. He shot a fierce glare at Fan Jin, only to see her smiling brightly at him—an expression of pure provocation that nearly made him faint with rage.

The aura surrounding the Ancestor of Phoenix immediately became profound and obscure, with all three flowers and five breaths fully manifested.

Relying on his decent memory, Li Yi guessed the third and fourth correctly. Just as Deng Chao and Baby were brimming with excitement, Li Yi got the fifth one wrong, and with a "whoosh," Li Yi and Baby took a spectacular plunge into the water.

At the welcome banquet, Wuyue and Qingci, having not seen Fan Jin for so long, buzzed around her incessantly after a few drinks. Most of what they said was about how they had searched for her for ages without success, and how truly worried they had been.

As for Li Yi’s side, having suffered a heavy loss earlier, how could they lower their guard now? Yu Hanchao and Zheng Kai followed him every step of the way, while Zhang Linpeng lurked behind, eyes burning with intent, thinking only of avenging the first half. Trailing even further behind was Chen Yufan.

"The meeting is about to end. Everyone, watch out for that Spirit Clan cultivator; he might come looking for trouble." Kunpeng did not answer them, instead changing the subject.

Up until this point, everything had been quite lovely. Then, the style shifted abruptly, and a new group photo appeared.

Thinking of the intimacy between them, the ambiguity of lovers, and things indescribable, Chen Qing could no longer maintain his composure.

Originally, when the day’s meeting concluded, Gu Fen had intended to head home like the other staff members, but when Li Ruodan saw her tidying her desk, she took the initiative to call her over.

The thirty-plus ancient cultivators, who had been startled when the great seal first crashed down, now realized that the massive seal seemed to have no effect on them, passing through their bodies as if it were a mere illusion. In contrast, Amitabha, who was surrounded by them, was not having such an easy time.

***

Although more than three years had passed and he had grown much older, Huo Yuhao could never forget those indifferent eyes and that cold voice from back then.

Liu Xie hurried a few steps toward the open space and looked in the direction of Huang Zhong’s camp. Flames soared into the sky and thick smoke rolled, with the faint sounds of shouting and slaughter drifting over. Just as Liu Xie was burning with anxiety, he suddenly saw Jia Xu, Zhuge Liang, Zhang Xiu, Zhao Yun, and the others rushing over.

In the sky appeared a man wreathed in flames, surrounded by seven spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, two black, and one red. The flame-clad man reached out, and Wu Hao’s body flew toward him, beyond his control.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, those from outside the school did not dare to easily attack students at the school gate.

Helplessly, Zhang Liang was completely intoxicated by the sight of heroes flocking to his side and his burgeoning army. Deeply lost in this vision, he was oblivious to the consequences, focused solely on his own imperial ambitions.

Two critical hits! Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao were instantly taken out. Yuan Qing lost control of the Great Wood Druid’s battle armor, and it crashed to the ground with a boom! Yan Yi’s body suddenly descended before Yun Xiao. Just as she was about to flee, she was lightly pierced by a Wind-Riding Sword Qi, and her body drifted gently to the ground.

He seemed to be breaking something, and his efforts were highly effective. After only a moment, he let out a roar, and the hazy fog in the distance dissipated. A buzzing sound echoed across the ocean, something shattered, and a fifty-meter-tall white stone gate was revealed! It looked incredibly mysterious.

"You all came, didn't you? So I figured I had to make sure you were well-fed!" Yun Fan answered with characteristic generosity.

Su Yang’s strike had wiped out most of the demons and evil cultivators in Wuwang Mountain. With such ruthless methods, she knew that if she refused, she would hardly escape death.

It was truly their own carelessness; they had underestimated the mutated plant, which allowed it to seize the chance to bind them.

Lu Jijian walked up and, with a few sweet words, coaxed the auntie until she was beaming with joy, and the phone was lent to her.

Xie Man looked around and was startled to find that the long table in front of her, and the wooden pillars supporting the shed, were suddenly covered in many colorful tentacles.

***

The group collected the mud and water from the ground. With a goal in mind, their movements became much more efficient.

The system watched them and thought to itself: If the host were truly a Great Demon, then not one of these people would survive.

Besides, when they were at their base, didn’t they just live in whatever house was available, with several people squeezed into one room?

"What are you panicking about? I just said, it won't be long before that old woman comes to apologize and brings an eight-man sedan chair to personally invite Qingyao back to the position of Chairperson," Lu Chen said leisurely.

The plane landed, and amidst the throng, Wei Yefeng rushed off. He did not expect, however, that a flash of vibrant red had already been waiting there for a long time.

Returning to Ye Shaoxuan’s perspective, he sat cross-legged on the sandalwood dais of the Azure Dragon Wood, the mysterious black Emperor-Slaying Sword hovering above his head, emitting a faint dragon’s hum.

In an instant, the Golden Core cultivator arrived to kill. Seeing that Yang Chen did not dodge, the cultivator felt a flicker of doubt, but it did not diminish his murderous intent.

The sunset was beautiful. Xia Biyao and You Ruo sat cross-legged in the plaza outside the house. Zhang Chunhua brought out a Go board; Xia Biyao played white, and You Ruo played black. After a thrilling contest, Xia Biyao won.

I rarely see someone so happy to hear that others want to fight them. Although you always manage to beat others to a pulp in the end, it’s a pyrrhic victory. Have those wounds of yours faded a bit now? Have those bloodstains been cleaned away?

Their position was behind Yang Jia-hua’s group. Because they were in a booth with a high back, and Qian Qiyue was sitting behind Yang Jia-hua, no one could detect their presence. They were quite safe.