Chapter 67: Begging the Great Immortal to Spare This Poor Bird's Life!

No one knows precisely what he saw those few days in the mass graves... By the time I entered the sect as a junior disciple, our senior brother was already like this.

Song Changying's voice grew increasingly subdued. Furthermore, from what I've been told, the senior brother fell terribly ill upon his arrival at Taisu Palace, narrowly escaping death itself... Had it not been for Master's superb medical skills and his request for Senior Ling Chenzi from your esteemed sect to assist, he likely would not have survived to the end of his natural lifespan.

Considering that the battle against Count Ross was inevitable and that this war could potentially lure out even stronger enemies, Hu Ye subjected the Terminator to a second round of evolution.

This final sentence was not a question, but an assertion. It seemed Yelu Qi's remaining patience with this younger brother was about to wear thin.

The young heir looked somewhat dazed as he gazed at Shen Rong before him—first registering surprise, and then revealing a smile.

Back in modern times, she had kissed quite a few men; therefore, as long as nothing else transpired, this could hardly be considered infidelity. Just as she wanted to close her eyes and indulge in the moment, she unexpectedly snapped her eyes open and shoved him away hard.

Catching sight of light amidst the darkness, both of their spirits lifted. Although they remained unaware of what perils might lie ahead, their hearts felt considerably more settled, for light in the darkness invariably brings hope.

"You wish to leave? It is not so easily done. It appears this palace has indeed underestimated the abilities of a little girl like you. Since you have already awakened this puppet, you must be prepared to pay the price for ruining our plans!" The newcomer's words were laden with bitter hatred.

Hum! The fortress shuddered, finally regaining the ability to initiate a spatial jump and flee frantically, forcing Qian Xing out once more. Unable to kill him, they could only drive him away.

With his battle spear in hand, emanating wisps of chilling intent while seemingly blending seamlessly into the night, Qian Xing's demeanor transformed once again—becoming cold, sharp, and indomitable, completely akin to the spear itself.

"That's right, Mr. Hu is a good man! Why are you arresting him?" Jeremy chimed in loudly as well, prompting resonance from even more people.

As for her disregarding her reputation to press herself against him, her underlying motive became crystal clear the moment one thought it through.

Qin Hai's inquiry still seemed to linger in their ears, echoing repeatedly and refusing to dissipate for a long time.

The few of them seated themselves once more, commencing this round of mahjong from which Yuan Fan and his companions had no room to retreat. Just as everyone had picked up their tiles, Master San Tongfa's brows furrowed slightly, though his expression immediately smoothed out again.

"Let's escape the city first. I still have some silver left, enough to last us a while," Qiu Li said, taking out the banknote.

Interestingly, en route to the Holy Prison, both Lord Taishang and Xia Yilian found excuses to slip away briefly.

"The issue is that Wang Yan is currently being pursued by a Foundation Establishment cultivator named Zeng Jiazhi. Zeng Jiazhi comes to our Dan Cao Pavilion almost every single day to look for Wang Yan. Wang Yan is pestered to her wit's end by him, yet we are in no position to refuse him," Shen Yanqiu finally explained the situation in general terms.

"It's been a long time. You vanished the day you were attacked at the hotel, and I worried for quite a while. Seeing that you're alright puts my mind at ease," Nuhuo said sincerely, looking Gu Feng up and down to make certain he had suffered no injuries.

"Many people focus only on the present, caring exclusively about how they fare while they are alive. Who would ever give thought to what happens after they die?" Lin Xiaofeng remarked.

Regrettably, he fundamentally failed to understand the temperament of Jin Yun and the others. The bond among these sworn brothers was exceedingly deep, and moreover, they were the sort of people who responded to soft approaches rather than hard coercion. Yang Qiandao's actions had completely infuriated them.

Li Ming collapsed onto the ground. The injuries he sustained this time were severe, leaving him entirely devoid of any mobility.

Look at this—it hasn't been long since the previous incident, barely even a month, has it? And now trouble has been stirred up all over again! Teacher He was well aware of the previous incident involving the dismissal of the top official, and he knew precisely what the cause had been.