Stepping onto the Right Track, Sages and Worthies Arrive to Pledge Allegiance

Upon hearing his subordinate's words, Dangan initially wanted to say a few things, but thinking of something, he abruptly swallowed the words back. Glancing at the subordinate once more, Dangan waved his hand, signaling her to step down first.

Those fellows, who usually spoke so righteously of being true gentlemen who watch the game in silence, were now shrieking at the top of their lungs, completely devoid of their former impoverished scholar demeanor. It seemed there was indeed profound wisdom in the Eldest Senior Sister's arduous search for her love through thousands of crowds, only to suddenly look back and find him right at the mountain gate.

Suddenly, Li Feng's avatar seemed to lose all control, plummeting violently downward. Li Feng exerted every ounce of his strength, pushing the wind element to its absolute limit, yet the downward momentum did not ease up even a bit.

Though Strong Brother, the wretched-looking man, was not mute, he was practically no different from one. All the teeth in his mouth had been shattered by Su You's slap just moments ago, and now both sides of his cheeks were swollen high. He wanted to speak, but no words came out, leaving him only able to continuously emit painful groans where he stood.

"Li Ming, come out and face your death! Surrender to our teaching under the Heavenly Dao Sovereign Zhang Jiao, and we shall spare your life." A voice suddenly echoed within his mind.

The two of them walked and chatted along the edge of the clouds. Golden Cicada walked in front as if heading toward some destination, while Wukong followed behind. Having flown like this for a long time, Wukong began to find the surrounding scenery increasingly unfamiliar. Before he could ask Golden Cicada where they were going, he faintly heard the roaring sound of rushing river water ahead.

Zhang Xuehang now wore a bitter expression as well. To secure a bargaining chip, he had already suffered to the extreme. He had originally thought the Old Black Ghost would teach him authentic cultivation methods of the Joyful Sect, only to realize he had fallen right into the man's trap.

Ling Qian's lips curled into a slight smirk. The next instant, Ling Yu's fist slammed into Ling Qian, yet the fist did not stop, passing straight through Ling Qian's body.

As for Savi, he watched with his own eyes as the fist smashed toward his cheek, yet he showed no intention of dodging.

Knowing full well that she had crippled Shangwu on purpose just to gain entry into the palace, we went along with the flow and sent her in. Yet, her true target seemed to be Rong Yue'er... This is getting even more interesting. For Gong Lingjun, Rong Yue'er could be considered an enemy, and an enemy of an enemy is a friend. To a certain extent, she might even be able to help Gong Lingjun out, or so I pondered.

"Is my son doing well?" You old fool, you're still pretending to be with me? The old man's acting was naturally seen right through by Ji Mengqing. Clearly deeply concerned about her son, yet still putting on airs there—was there any point?

"Lass, since you wish for this young master to compose a poem for you, then this young master shall compose one for you. What do you think?" Huo Yixin grinned broadly.

Suha hoisted up the beast warrior whose chest had been pierced, reined in the startled skeletal warhorse between his legs, and slowly turned around to face the pursuing elite beast cavalry.

Only after hearing Ye Qingqing's words did Zero-醬 feel somewhat reassured, slowly pulling her hand back.

Opposite the red dragon, Wilson gazed with hesitant eyes as the red dragon gradually flew away, then swept his gaze across the corpse-strewn battlefield. He sighed and did not rashly give chase.

Across a distance of roughly ten miles within the enemy camp, Miyamoto Tachika stared at the banners fluttering atop the city walls. Her brows locked into a fierce frown, and abruptly, she turned and strode away.

Zhuifeng had no idea what kind of "imperial edict" Qingshi was referring to, but recalling Qingshi's expression just now, he knew the matter certainly wouldn't be simple.

Hill silently stood up and put on his clothes, and Savi did the same. Night had fallen, so the two ate dinner and retired to their respective beds, sleeping in peace through the night.

Liu Pengyi was wearing nothing but a white shirt right now. If he unbuttoned it any further, his chest would be entirely bare.

The five of them led by Chen Bao suddenly had no idea how to feel, their faces awkward as they looked at Old Gu, who had been teasing them all this time. They never expected that in such a "life-or-death moment," this old man would be the very first to step forward and "plead" on their behalf, hoping to secure a "path to survival" for them.

For a moment, two fiercely skilled generals clashed with the equally formidable Han Xifan, instantly bringing bustling liveliness to the city walls!

Du Xiao sensed Lin Huan's gaze, his body instantly tensing up before he glared back with a provocative sneer.

Regardless of how it came to be, these survivors felt a deep sense of gratitude toward these terrifying and shudder-inducing executioners. At the very least, those the killers targeted were all wicked criminals rather than ordinary, impoverished commoners.

However, with as many as 316 workers, completely concealing all of them around the gold mine was no simple task either.

Moreover, given how peculiar the Ruins Cave was, he had intended from the very beginning to put on an act and bluff—ahem, hoodwink these three people.

The bot lane duo of the East China division team had an average strength reaching the A+ tier, whereas he was merely at B+ level.

Lian Changkong also took the initiative to speak up, as this matter absolutely could not be allowed to escalate—especially considering that the Celestial Masters Sect was in decline.

Dong Yang likewise received the City Lord's emblem bestowed by Lu Fan. After bowing in respectful gratitude, he led the members of the Flying Eagle Squad back to their seats.

At this moment, the humble commoners below gazed with hopeful eyes upon the Emperor of Edessa up on the platform, some even devoutly crossing themselves over their chests.

To be able to accurately summarize his previous speech in just two words had long since ceased to have anything to do with intelligence.

"I suppose in history, she will be mentioned in the same breath as Mo Xi, Daji, and Baosi," Tian Feng remarked thus.

Yang Guanghui also shifted his gaze toward Yu Xiaobo. After all, having looked into the situation, Yu Xiaobo understood it far better than both he and Peng Jian.