Chapter 140: Time to Pay the Debt

At the other end of the clearing, the Fire Rock Lizard King was gripped with even greater terror. Roaring at the top of its lungs, it led its subordinates in a frantic, unbroken sprint, while the other Fire Rock Lizards in the nearby forest followed their king, fleeing for their lives in desperate haste.

Wu Qing, with a wisp of dark aura hovering above his head, and the Yellow-robed Taoist, shrouded in a ring of yellow energy, paused mid-air to observe Lou Hua's reaction.

"Ugh... Although I don't know your name, and have no desire to know it, please mind your words and show some respect," Lu Qingcheng said, casting a cold glance at Lin Chengzhhan.

Uneg had already spotted Annie. With a wave of both hands, those ancient texts dissolved into the shimmering light.

According to his rudimentary understanding, wherever the meridians were blocked, there was a problem. Regardless of anything else, forcefully clearing the meridians with true qi would naturally yield results! The problem with Yang Guang's condition was just like this; his method of curing the illness was simple, crude, and direct.

At this moment, they felt as if they were immersed in a sea of stars. Everything around them had vanished, including the architecture within the desolate gate.

Ying Yuluo stood on guard, eyeing her surroundings warily, especially the imperial palace chef standing over there. She had a persistent hunch that the fellow harbored ill intentions, as he kept glancing at them in stealthy appraisal.

"That guy locked me here for hundreds of years. Aside from wanting me to deliver a generous gift package to you, he certainly had the intention of letting me leak his plan."

Those blood threads were as sharp as sword blades and as soft as human hair, capable of striking from near or far, serving as both offense and defense. Because their essence was blood, they also acted as a medium for blood arts.

These were temporarily crafted by skilled craftsmen in the army using pure silver at his special command. Under the austere conditions of the battlefield, they only managed to make a dozen or so. Still, it was enough. Having reviewed the battle reports, questioned the captains of each battalion in detail, and verified all the circumstances, Yang Hao decided to issue the first batch of thirteen Yunhui Medals.

An explanation is due here: though called sharp arrows, they were essentially countless steel nails. The Myriad-Arrow Crossbow was crafted by an evil god, and to say it fired ten thousand steel nails was no exaggeration at all.

Yet Ye Bufei stepped out with an expression of utter calm. In the end, the crystal house had shattered into a pile of refuse, looking from afar like a heap of discarded glass shards.

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"... Leng Ruobing let out a helpless sigh. Talking to him was simply like playing the lute to a cow."

"I advise you all, don't go looking for trouble when there's nothing better to do." The Mankey, presumably accustomed to acting overbearing, swept his gaze across the entire crowd with an attitude dripping with arrogance.

With a crisp clank, the barrel of the Desert Eagle still held in Long Xuan's grip slowly slid down, dropping to the ground with a sharp sound, leaving Long Xuan holding only a pistol with half a barrel remaining.

Qiao Xiu quietly finished reading the gray-clad figure's account, and the owl "Ned," kept by the gray-clad figure, flew in through the window right on schedule.

If even this failed to pass, Xu Sheng could not fathom why, because songs like the ones he brought were hard to come by these days. As long as the recruiters at Huayi Company were not fools, the moment they heard her sing, they would not refuse to sign her.

The two of them lingered in each other's warmth for a little longer, but a knot remained in their hearts, and the atmosphere was far from ideal. Eventually, they descended the back mountain and returned to their respective dormitories.

Long Xuan had no idea who the owners of these skeletons were, and naturally could not answer his question. Shangguan Wan'er seemed a bit bolder this time; unlike last time when she walked with her eyes tightly shut in terror, she followed closely behind Long Thirteen with a pale face, stepping unevenly along the bone-paved passage.

Hong Chou opened her lifeless eyes, stared at Zhao Zixian for a moment, and then closed them again powerlessly. She chose not to pay attention to the man who had subdued her, using silence to protest her dissatisfaction with him.

Therefore, as long as Liren Group opened up the market in other first-, second-, and third-tier cities, complemented by internet e-commerce distribution and marketing, even if they ultimately abandoned the offline channels across Shanghai, loyal customers would still directly purchase products through online channels.

However, Zhao Zixian could guarantee that even the creators of those Guinness World Records would never be able to finish his Heart-Kindling Soup. The soup was fiery hot and incomparably delicious the moment it touched the tongue; even people who normally disliked spicy food would instantly fall in love with this flavor.

Returning to the arena, the Holy Spirit Mo'e remained motionless after throwing a punch, yet Qin Yibai was actually blasted away by the immense, boundless force of that blow. His body flew backward like a cannonball for hundreds of miles before crashing into a meteorite, shattering the ten-to-fathom-wide space rock into pieces and stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust in the cosmic void.

Yet, even when Qin Yibai possessed only the strength equivalent to the Soul Transformation realm at present, his divine sense was already capable of extending fifty miles outward, truly far surpassing ordinary cultivators.

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Seeing Zhang Yunyin burst into genuine anger and press directly toward her to settle the score for the hidden dangers caused by her earlier detonation of the earth, and noting the malevolent expression on Zhang Yunyin's face which clearly signaled a fight to the death, Yuyin felt torn between dealing with her own internal injuries and facing her adversary. Though her expression remained light, a wave of anxiety inevitably stirred within her heart.

By this time, Zhuzhu was already fast asleep. Given all the commotion, the hour was no longer early. Having labored all day, Zhang Yunyin was somewhat fatigued. Since the two of them still needed to have dinner in the room, she promptly instructed Ah Jia to serve the meal. Ignoring the boundaries of master and servant, the three of them ate right there in the room, after which Zhang Yunyin rested in the outer chamber.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Zhang Yunyin let out a light laugh and said, "My greatest stroke of luck today lies right here, though in truth, you also spared me. During our initial exchange, you could have succeeded, but you were too focused on self-indulgence and ultimately let the opportunity slip away!" As she spoke, she gently shook her head, looking genuinely as though she considered herself deeply fortunate.

"If it really comes to that, wouldn't all your previous efforts and painstaking hard work be completely wasted?" Yue Kui asked.

Disregarding the pact of the Wind River, she intended to make Feng Wuqing—a man who was a walking treasure trove and a ticking time bomb rolled into one—her own private possession.

There was no performance today. After leaving the hospital, the old masters returned to their respective homes, and others who had matters to attend to also departed. The rest of them all headed straight to the Tianqiao Theater.

Even though the outcome was already known, Xiao Fei had no intention of letting Zhang Xiao Yun muddle through carelessly. Every performance demanded earnest dedication, if only for the sake of the audience who loved her.

Chen Yi suddenly recalled that in the original plot, the only one who had truly fought the pangolin was Tathagata Buddha. Connecting this with the strength displayed by this Tathagata Buddha during their recent clash, it was entirely possible that tens of thousands of years ago, the Heavenly Court had already been crippled by the Master of Tongtian.