Chapter 45: A Tangled Dilemma

The old man's expression shifted instantly. The face that had just carried a trace of anticipation turned as pale as paper.

"The hour is getting late. I should take Yinyin back to the Summit of Heaven." A hint of helplessness arose in Xuanyuan Fu's eyes. Unawares, he had already been in the mortal realm for five days, and the medicinal pills he brought with him had all been used up.

However, a full ten minutes passed, yet Qin Chuan's figure still did not appear on the large screen, and the observers hiding in the shadows failed to spot him either.

"Your Majesty, beneath the imperial city, it is suffocating." If it were not for the sake of survival, how could she ever be willing to return to Fengtian, to this very place?

The winds in the Western Barbarian lands were fierce, and the tents were topped with thick layers of cotton, surrounded by heavy piles of straw. The fire was too intense; those inside could not escape, and anyone from the outside going in would be walking into a dead end.

Initially, Yun Yinyin did not understand what he meant by this, until she was pulled by him to run into a grove of trees, where she finally understood the meaning of his helplessness.

"Linger, why have you fallen ill?" Xiao Junze walked anxiously into the inner hall and touched Murong Linger's forehead, which felt somewhat feverish.

As if with a soft pop, starting from the palm, the black demonic energy was drawn out of the body, gradually creeping up the silver blade of the sword.

Yet the next second, the expected scene did not occur. Instead, accompanied by a loud crash, Qiu Guozhang let out a miserable scream.

Yun Yinyin nodded and began to gather her focus, waiting for Bai Yan to teach her the method. Bai Yan signaled her to sit cross-legged on the straw mat on the ground.

Having witnessed too many massive storms and turbulent waves, Qin Buyi was naturally not particularly phased by this kind of spectacle.

Fatty Huang tried to give her a hard time afterward, but plagued by a lack of any evidence, he could do nothing to her. Coupled with the fact that she was at the height of her power at the time, Fatty Huang had no way of handling her.

Attempting to circulate his soul power for half an hour, Wan Zufeng finally completed the soul power circulation method inscribed on the scroll, pulled out the long sword at his side, and slashed forward with a single stroke.

The assistant looked at Wen Huachen in astonishment. He had actually placed the sunflowers on his bedside table like a treasured object.

"This weapon is not bad at all." Su Qi examined the harpoon. Although it did not look like much, the grip was unexpectedly good.

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The old lady's attitude suggested that as long as Song Chengye refused, she would immediately flip her face and walk away.

The first time this wild boar came down the mountain with Yan Liyan, it was because the boar had fallen into a hunter's trap and was injured. Yan Liyan had been strolling up the mountain when he discovered the missing boar and searched everywhere for it.

Su Qi had been paying close attention to the live stream's bullet comments. The moment they started discussing that river, he realized something was wrong, and a wave of nausea washed over him, though fortunately, he managed to hold it together.

Zhang Lei was not one for many words, and he also smiled mysteriously. Jin Kang broke out in goosebumps and hurriedly pulled Zhang Xiangling into his arms.

Creating a massive chaos and then using that chaos to achieve their objective was indeed much better than taking direct action.

"There is no chance left, not a shred of chance left! Just kill us!" Zheng Shihuan roared in fury, but unfortunately, the fierce hostility within him had already been sealed away. No matter how angry he became, he had no way to release it.

Long Feng felt overjoyed because he had figured out the crucial key—yes, the very key to how oil and water could merge.

Yamada Sakurako sat there in silence, not daring to raise her head, and the entire conference hall fell quiet. Zhou Ming was completely baffled, looking at them with a blank expression.

"Why is the sir so angry? That Wang Chen is merely eloquent with his tongue." Dodo did not know how to comfort him; at the very least, when he heard about it, it sounded rather interesting. Sometimes, even thinking about those romantic affairs felt a bit thrilling. Had he not been turned into a eunuch, he too would have loved to indulge in such poetic romance.

Zu Dashou said hastily, "Thank Your Majesty..." A tiger was a symbol of royalty, and since His Majesty had bestowed it upon him, it was a token of trust and honor.

Huang Youjue was slightly startled. It had to be said that Huang Tianxiang's words indeed held a measure of reason. He glanced in the direction of Huang Du, and then was suddenly taken aback once more.

He had said that within the Eight Extremes Heavenly Pass, he could command the vital force of all living beings in this realm, attacking with the power of the entire Divine Infant World, and those demonic shadows would certainly fail to sustain themselves, said Nie Shiyu.

Yet the only certainty was that they had encountered an unprecedented crisis, and with the strength of the Heavenly Enlightenment Sect at that time, they could no longer survive in the snowy expanses of Nanchuan.

"The Heavenly Thunder Stirs, you are Young Master Yang!" Upon seeing the heavenly thunder descend, Old Sun's expression changed drastically, filled with intense excitement as he stammered out the words.

Moli was currently working under Wen Jiuyu, and this box was something she had found in the room where Lin Lin had once lived within the ruined headquarters of the Mafia.

***

Although Lu Nanxun offered resistance, the damage inflicted upon the Ghost Ghoul was still extremely severe, and at this moment, it was truly hanging by a thread.

Having heard the words of the Third Protector, the Black Water Chieftain did not offer explanations to him right here, but instead pulled him directly to the side.

She went downstairs to help out with the business, never expecting that Wu Danxuan and Wu Kexing would actually come over. Eldest Cousin Wu Danxuan was still dressed up exquisitely, giving an immediate impression of a well-to-do family background.

Shen Qingling listened in silence with pursed lips. So the original master of this body, Ye Ling, actually had a grandfather who cherished her.

Lin漠 even had some wildly imaginative thoughts: would there come a day when someone lost an old hen, and Gu Jin would be held responsible for catching it back as well?

Zhao Yuepeng had intended to sit next to Zhang Xinyue, but upon catching Zhang Xinyue's gaze, he immediately lost his nerve.

The people from these tribes had never worked together before, making cooperation somewhat troublesome, but the chieftains of the various tribes had cooperated many times before. Sitting together like that, they were able to discuss what their respective tribes needed to do.

Yet now, the martial arts factions of the four provinces had taken the initiative to provoke, and he could entirely use this as an excuse to purge a batch of martial arts factions that refused to submit to him.

Gu Chen finally lost his patience. "Ye Ling, what are you playing at?" Dumping so much trash onto his bed! Was this retaliation because he didn't allow her to eat dinner tonight?

"It feels quite wonderful!" Hearing Elder Zhan's words, Meng Qi also broke into a wide grin, gripping his palms tightly together.

Ji Xuan lay in bed, pulling the quilt completely over his head. He had no idea when Qichang had left. The entire day was hazy and muddled, leaving him feeling utterly weak and indescribably unwell.

Seeing Yunxi at a stalemate and the Snake King shrinking back its head, Zeng Haoran was overjoyed. "Now is the time!" He abruptly unleashed a bizarre, strangely-shaped weapon, hurtling it directly toward the snake's body part that was faintly encircled by a white halo.

Xuanji's chilling words left Gongye Haomiao at a loss for how to excuse himself. Just at that moment, a startled cry echoed from the woods. Upon hearing it, Gongye Haomiao immediately knew it was Yueye. Xuanji's appearance had caused him to harbor thoughts of retreating after just a couple of sentences, but lacking a good reason, Yueye's cry of alarm provided him with the perfect opportunity to slip away.