Chapter 39 (Major Revision)

Ye Xuan also looked at Liu Ding-tian’s pitch-black index finger and nodded, her eyes filled with a glimmer of expectation.

As they drew closer to the source of the zither music, the scene in the heart of the mountains and forests gradually came into view.

Qin Yue was in a foul mood. Li Yan-lu had returned from Qi Hao with news of his university admission, and today, Wang Hou had even brought a video recording on his phone to show her. She felt these people were quite annoying; why were they all so obsessed with what Qi Hao was doing? And why did she even bother listening to them?

These thousand taels of silver could solve all his problems, but Guo Liang knew that money was never given for nothing. To take someone’s coin is to shoulder their burden; the price offered was high, so the request would surely be just as heavy. He clutched the banknote tightly, as if holding a piping-hot potato—too burning to keep, yet too precious to discard.

Zette felt a sense of melancholy. Why did his training have to involve the people of this world? Wasn't this just causing trouble for others? Besides, Zette felt he had only been a bit lazy—was such a massive mobilization really necessary? It had even led to the annihilation of all life on the continent of Brunmiva. Had his teacher simply lost his mind?

Far beyond the Nine Peaks world, in the vast starry sky above a magnificent palace, a pillar of fire rising to the heavens burned in silence. The cultivators guarding the area were astonished, whispering to one another in hushed tones.

The Primordial Celestial Lord, the Tathagata Buddha, and others bowed in succession to the Lord of Gods, the Lord of Demons, and Xuan Yun. I signaled the royal chefs to set a few more tables; guests are guests, and since they have arrived, we must treat them well.

Once the leg of the incense burner snapped, it tipped to the right. One hundred and fifty paces from the palace’s archery point, just at the edge of the stairs where the burner stood, it lost its footing. Carried by the gust of an arrow, it tumbled down the steps, spilling ash everywhere. As for the ten sticks of incense inside, they were extinguished beyond recovery.

The thin sword remained in its scabbard, yet the cold light it radiated was enough to make those nearby shudder instinctively.

But wherever a "gate" exists, there will surely be magical legends associated with it. Zette found the head of Meta Village and asked him if there were any such tales about the village.

Perhaps sensing Uriel’s goodwill, or perhaps because Phoenix was too weak to resist, it allowed Uriel to stroke its beak.

"Demonic Subjugation Strike!" Nan Huai-ren formed the seal with one hand. As he struck, a powerful wave of palm energy surged forth, within which a purple dragon swirled. The dragon roared at the heavens, releasing an aura of pure yang as bright as the sun, forcing Miss Shi to retreat. This was one of the three thunder talismans Chen Zhen had given him.

However, he was disappointed once again. Li Lei still showed no reaction—or rather, no significant reaction, save for a slight upturn of his lips, as if he were mocking the man.

As soon as Old Fei closed the door to the morgue, he clearly saw the desiccated corpse with the slit-open abdomen sit up, its eyes opening to reveal cloudy orbs. If anyone had told Old Fei this was merely a reflex, he would have stabbed them with a dull blade without a moment’s hesitation.

The Shouyang Sword, imbued with pure yang energy, slashed forward, shattering the incoming blade aura. After breaking the attack, the sword landed on the wielder without mercy, instantly sending him to the afterlife.

Fang Xiao-tian saw his wife sobbing softly and, fearing she would become overly distraught, refused to mention the matter in front of her again.

They used a special raw stone called "Naji" to create artificial suns and natural environments, providing infinite energy for the circulatory system.

The others offered their congratulations as well. They felt no shame, believing that losing to such an extraordinary person was no disgrace at all.

Qian Kang swallowed his pride, forced a smile, and found a way to save face, following Jiang Mao-tong and the others back to the Guangzhou prefectural office.

Wanyan Zong-jun, consumed by towering rage, grabbed the long saber Wang Zha had thrown to him and slashed horizontally.

To Anna’s regret, Xu Meng seemed perfectly confident, showing not a trace of guilt.

"The story is titled: You shot me from behind, yet I still chose to believe the gun went off by accident."

Although Lei Lie had studied Zhou Chen’s files, he did not understand his personality. This was their first encounter, and he found Zhou Chen completely inscrutable.

Upon returning, he roughly explained the situation to his three companions. It was now an undeniable fact that Niu Xi had "completely" returned to the neutral faction.

"Let me see what the second prize is." Jiang Chang-ran took the poster and was stunned by what she saw.

"Empress, please follow me to the inner chamber." Mother Chun-bai reached out to help her up, but Lady Hai shoved her away violently.

Here lay an endless plain, upon which stood a towering, massive city stretching for ten thousand miles. It was infinitely prosperous, home to hundreds of millions of lives.

As the most low-profile of the Six Sages, the strength of the Goddess Nuwa was not to be underestimated, particularly in her power of merit, which was highly effective against external demons and the like.

As for Xiao Yuan, he probably wouldn't like this kind of thing... After all, it was too ethereal, impossible to grasp or hold onto.

Hearing this, Zhou Chen didn't think much of it, assuming it was just a longing his mother had—after all, it was a common wish for many.

Lu Chen curled his lips, let go of Chen Yan and Yang Meng-jun’s legs, and with an arm around each of their waists, sidestepped easily, dodging Feng Xiao-he.

Regardless, she had to think of her companions. This round of the Red Gate game could not be lost. They had already lost two in a row; if they lost another, someone would surely face systemic punishment. If necessary, she would even use Mi Lan to ensure the mission was completed.

Outside the door, Princess Hui-min did not let go of Xiao Wan-rong’s hand. With an intimate gesture, she high-profilely announced to everyone: "Xiao Wan-rong is someone I, Princess Hui-min, trust and value. If you want to bully her, weigh your own standing first."

When Mother and Father Zhou saw the couple arrive, Father Zhou discussed all their plans with Yang Ke’s parents. Because Zhou Zhi-han’s husband was from the countryside, it was too far away; they would hold the wedding ceremony starting from the alleyway, take the bridal car for a tour of the city, and then return to the Liu Xiao Inn, where the bridal chamber had been prepared.

Biting-Cat and the others were not particularly skilled at traditional dance, and practicing on an empty stomach meant they inevitably fell into a spiral of retakes.

"Since that’s the case, I won't say anything more. Sister Mu, I will help you with this favor. Rest assured, I will definitely handle this matter well for you!!" Lin Xiao nodded and immediately spoke into the phone to Mu Ruo-xi.