Chapter 34: Si Nansheng’s Talismans Are Counted by the ‘Pile’

"Junior sister, leave the searching to us; you just watch and be good." Mo Lie gently ruffled Si Nan-sheng’s hair. Mo Yu released her, and together with Mo Lie, they began to strip the members of the Blazing Sun Sect of their treasures.

Si Nan-sheng, meanwhile, took out several warming talismans and thoughtfully applied them to the immobilized members of the Blazing Sun Sect.

"Junior sister, you really are too kind. You’ve already paralyzed them, and now you’re even applying warming talismans? Are you worried they might freeze to death?" Qi Xuan asked, looking at her.

Immediately after, the black shadow that had been constantly slithering within his own shadow surged forward and plunged into the essence blood he had just spat out.

Zhao Yang looked toward the entrance of the steel mill, sighing inwardly at the thought of potentially running into Jiang Xiyue. If only they had ended up together back then, he wouldn't have to be so cautious and painstaking in every step he took now.

The moment our eyes met, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt, the emotions buried deep within my heart nearly spilling over.

Upon entering the main room, Lin Ping was stunned. Ding Qiunan, Han Qingxue, and Ya Ru stood there wearing cheongsams in blue, white, and red, their exquisite, curvaceous figures accentuated to the extreme.

"No need, take your time eating. I finished my breakfast before I left," Zhou Ran replied, waving her hands repeatedly to indicate she was just looking around for a moment.

Jiang Ran was surprised to hear this. How did the merfolk get involved in this? What exactly is the background of the person behind all this?

With an expert like him as their master, it was baffling that these two idiots could be so cowardly; it was a total disgrace to him in front of that old man.

In this day and age, a technical secondary school degree holds significant value, especially since jobs are guaranteed upon graduation. At the very least, one could always find work as a factory hand.

Chen Moli walked over just as I set my phone down, immediately crossing her arms over her chest and looking at me with a smug expression.

Back at the righteous manor, those few rattan canes had already beaten those brothers so severely; if they had an endless supply of bamboo whips, they would surely be serving up "bamboo shoots with shredded meat" at every meal.

Li Jiangbo tried to sneak away in the commotion, but Brother Luo spotted him and kicked the unlucky brat right back.

At the same time, I felt as if I were being relentlessly battered by an overwhelming force, and what was most terrifying was that I possessed absolutely no ability to resist.

That damned old ghost... how dare he harbor designs on the Demon Realm. Does he think he can do whatever he wants just because the old man is away?

"What happened? Which Main God has fallen this time?" the Main God of Radiance, Glory, asked with a livid expression.

"President Li, hello. May I ask what your instructions are?" Hao Lili, being a high-level executive, maintained the composure expected of her.

Several rumbling sounds echoed in everyone's ears as a dozen figures appeared around Xu Zhe and his group.

Incharat’s "Cherry Blossom Fall" was extremely sharp. When Xu Zhe’s war blade struck one of the petals, it exploded instantly, the shards flying toward him with such speed that he was forced to dodge once more. Had he not been wearing the Black Cloud Armor, his chest and back might have already been wounded.

The Angel of Death, Gabriel, tried to break through to intercept the Main God of Light, Collins, but the Main God of Brilliance, Denate, and the Main God of Luster, Goran, risked their own injuries to pin Gabriel down. For a moment, he found himself unable to shake them off.

"Old man, what did you say?" Tantai Mingyue grew increasingly annoyed. This old man had just been chasing her with a kitchen knife; if not for that gold Buddha, she wouldn't have held back earlier.

It was an incredibly gaunt figure, draped in an oversized black robe that looked completely out of place on his frame. The robe flapped wildly in the cold wind, giving him an aura of profound mystery.

That evening, Yang Qiqi’s phone suddenly went black. She had been on a video call with Yan Jie, and he would surely be worried if she suddenly disappeared from the screen.

Once Fang Xingchen had completely extracted the soul and spirit from his body, He Jiuzhou let out a long howl, followed by collapsing limply to the ground.