Chapter 55: The Village

At the time, Jiang Kairan merely took the matter as a joke; who could possibly believe that someone who knew no martial arts could teach someone else? In any case, Jiang Kairan certainly did not believe it.

A few days after the saplings were finalized, Wang Yongqiang began delivering the goods to Kaishan Village. Naturally, it could not all be delivered in a single trip, given the rather large quantity this time.

However, Ye Wudao showed him no courtesy whatsoever, directly throwing a single remark at Hong An that nearly choked the man with anger.

Far from having any awareness of acting like a fool, Ye Wudao wore a beaming smile. Buying this potted plant for thirty thousand yuan was an absolute steal, because the plant was extraordinary. What made it precious was not the pot itself, but the tree growing inside it.

Duyuan’s gaze shifted slightly, and everyone stood frozen in place. While everyone was still kneeling on the ground, Duyuan stepped up to the dais.

To this day, Chen Hao had not been seen at all. Could it be that Chen Hao had already fled? And would they, as a result, miss out on a monumental stroke of merit for nothing?

Therefore, Ye Wudao could not afford to let his primordial spirit suffer any damage, or the future consequences would be endless. With a light tap of his foot against the passageway, his primordial spirit soared into the air, dodging the onslaught of the magma.

Within the depths of his mind, the primordial breath of creation operated like a supercomputer, beginning to search before a flood of information rushed into his consciousness.

Ultimately, this was because the fellow had barely attended school for a few years—combining middle school and high school, he had studied for less than seven years before permanently severing ties with formal education.

On this day, even citizens in Europe, located hundreds of kilometers away, witnessed this incredible spectacle.

The old lame man’s physical condition had not yet fully recovered, Master Wu was someone a bit inscrutable whom they felt they could not trust, while Bai Baoguo held no fondness for Mazi Long, always treating him with cold indifference.

Even if he could fly, he could not be everywhere to assist at the four city gates at a moment's notice. The situation on the battlefield shifted unpredictably; perhaps the moment he turned his back, the city gate would be breached.

After they left, Mountain Wolf remained outside the wooden cabin and heard Wolf King Xu’s stern voice coming from within. He immediately walked in, only to see Wolf King Xu with his back turned to him, exuding an imposing aura with malevolent energy leaking from his entire body.

Therefore, Yuyue had to cultivate. Even though throughout her entire life she would never be able to restore herself to Meier’s past-life level, as long as she could reach fifty percent of it, she would be able to bear his beloved pet. Thus, the two of them could still live in marital harmony and become a pair of immortal companions.

With a deafening crash, unexpectedly, the arrow was steadily caught in the grip of the demon fiend. The powerful shockwave blew through her hair, but it ceased after only a moment. Using some unknown method to dissipate the force, she twirled the arrow around for a bit before an unexpected and gentle smile blossomed across her face.

Her gaze swept imperceptibly downward, where a figure encased in ice crystal lay resting within a sarcophagus formed entirely of frozen ice.

"I’m sorry... I came here to stop you. Can you tell me why the Society is doing this?" Kross furrowed her brow slightly and asked.

"I just got off the plane, and as soon as I heard news from this side, I rushed right over," he explained as he stepped inside.

Qing E covered her mouth with her hand and giggled secretly, while the Heavenly Emperor pretended not to see, gazing like an old monk in meditation at the swirling, dancing dust in the distance, his brow slightly furrowed.

The Underworld Emperor’s gaze suddenly condensed into a sharp point. A mocking yet desolate smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he picked up the flagon and poured two cups of steaming, potent liquor.

The initial decision to withdraw the defenses and issue a nationwide decree seeking talented individuals was precisely intended to discover those capable of the Daoist practice of forgetting oneself and sitting in stillness.

Li Zheng could not help recalling the first time he met Master Wukong. Wang Shouren had wanted Master Wukong to help save Scholar Yan, who had been turned into a wild boar, and offered one-third of a pledge as payment, whereas Master Wukong insisted upon half of a pledge.

To prevent raids by the Wuling army’s cavalry, Cao Cao deployed dense ranks of spearmen and archers on both flanks.

Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan recounted everything they knew to Xie Xun, speaking one after another.

Facing Li, whose aura had climbed to the absolute pinnacle, Wu Mu’s expression remained unchanged; his status as a Void-Breaking powerhouse gave him a transcendent sense of superiority.

"You don't want me to go steal his cultivation technique again, do you?" Hearing his uncle say this, Liu Xu’s expression shifted, and she said with great displeasure.

Zhao Zhijing naturally worried that Guo Jing and the Lu family of Jiaxing would come looking for trouble with him, but was he truly left with no other options?

The dragon horns also shed in tandem, yet that pair of golden dragon horns did not vanish; instead, they plunged downward toward the divine dragon-turtle below.

Those toxins, having resided within Qin Yulong’s body for many years, were unwilling to leave just like that. Therefore, after exiting the surface of his skin, they began actively crawling back inward.

Chixing Town was the largest town connecting Bi'xi County to Taotie County, and thirty miles outside the town lay the Ghost Drum Forest.

Yuan Lai casually found an excuse and immediately slipped away; taking sides at this moment was perilous, and her only recourse was to execute the thirty-sixth stratagem—to run away.

Yet instead of leaving, she moved ahead of Leng Xinghe and the others, seemingly intent on blocking any attempt by them to escape.

With Jiang Xuan’s current combat power, he had no chance of winning against Duan Ye. It was likely only when his combat strength upgraded to the early fourth tier that he would stand a chance against Duan Ye, though whether he could defeat Duan Ye remained uncertain.

With that, Leng Xinghe gave a soft shout and led his personal guard and the White Horse Cavalry to march toward Sanshan City.