Chapter 16, Part 16

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Imagine this: tempering one’s body once in the Divine Furnace of Heavenforging costs ten million spirit points, while listening to a sage preach costs three million each time. Such terrifying expenses mean that ordinary disciples are essentially burning in a single day what they have gathered over a thousand.

When the Boar King saw that the demon monk from Great Tang’s scripture pilgrimage had arrived and that his own troops had suffered heavy casualties while the imperial army had begun its counterattack, he had no choice but to preserve his strength and order an immediate retreat. They would withdraw to Wild Boar Forest first, then seek a way to destroy the enemy. Thanks to the timely arrival of the scripture pilgrim, Fan Lihua’s forces were saved.

It was already past five o’clock. There were fewer customers now, and things were no longer as busy as before. Taozi no longer had to interrupt her conversation with Guo Nianfei every few minutes to make coffee or clear tables.

Lin Peng smiled and waved his hand. Since their farewell at the bar last time, this was the first time Yang Fan had come looking for him of his own accord.

This only deepened Zhang Liao’s confusion. He understood his young lord less and less. Who exactly was he? How many grand strategies did he still conceal within his heart? What was he thinking? What did he want? What decision would he make next? These questions made Zhang Liao increasingly eager to draw closer to Liu Fan.

Yet regardless of whether his opponent had made a mistake, Gu Luo would not waver in the slightest at this moment.

After receiving their military orders, the Violent Lion Beast King and the Frenzied Lion Beast King gathered their armies and descended the mountain to wage war and conduct a purge. Once these savage beast demons came down from the mountains, they brought immense disaster upon the villages and people of the surrounding Western Regions. Driven into a desperate corner, the common folk had no choice but to join the rebel forces and launch an all-out counterattack against the loathsome beasts.

“Shh!” Guo Nianfei gestured for silence and pointed toward Ling Xue’er behind him. Everyone had originally intended to shout, “Welcome back, Boss!” but Guo Nianfei stopped them.

“Exactly. There’s still time to regret it. When the moment comes, you probably won’t even know how you died!” several Emei disciples mocked.

The affair between Leng Yue and the Snake King Moran was spread throughout the entire Primordial Continent by the travelers returning home.

Golden Cicada gave a faint, mocking smile and immediately bent over her. His two powerful legs forced her thighs apart and pressed between them. At some point, his robe had fallen open, revealing his bare chest. Now pressed against Yuxie’s soft breasts, it rubbed against them from time to time, causing the old demoness’s face to flush completely.

Besides, many of the things Song Keke had just bought did not seem to be necessities. Since that was the case, why buy them merely to leave them buried at the bottom of a chest?

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Mu Yuxin’s casually spoken remark—“It’s still uncertain whether you’ll even be able to stay here for three months”—made Tian Nuanyu realize that her work was far from easy. Otherwise, Mu Aoyun would never have paid her such a high salary.

And now, the food container before him held only a single large bowl. All the food together amounted to no more than a pound and a half, which was nowhere near enough to fill even the bottom of his stomach.

“Tian Nuanyu?” Duan Liuyun repeated carelessly, though his eyes seemed almost inadvertently to glance at Lan Shengyan. Even so, his gaze remained fixed on Tian Nuanyu and did not move away.

The Six-Headed Monster had thought that he would surely die there that day. Yet when he was still able to open his eyes, Leng Yue and Azure Dragon had already vanished. He collapsed weakly onto the ground, his mind in a daze, surrounded by several severed heads whose eyes remained wide open.

Yuxie had already made up her mind: she truly intended to stay, establish a temporary home here, and make it easier to care for Xuanzang. Without that intention, she would never have bothered to build a room herself. As a demon lazy to the bone, she would have been satisfied simply finding some corner in which to settle down.

The Shang family was indeed extravagantly wealthy. If such immortal tea were given to ordinary mortals, it would surely prolong their lives, strengthen their sinews and bones, and preserve their beauty. This was also what had made the Shang family so formidable in both military and political circles.

Or perhaps Murong genuinely did not understand men as creatures. With a beauty in his arms, what reason could a man who loved her possibly have to remain unmoved, without displaying even the slightest physical reaction expected of a male?

Those familiar with her never called her the Rain Goddess. They called her the Plague Goddess Who Walks Through the Rain.

Yin Ming followed the road toward the city. The sound of her bells was clear and crisp. She turned into an alley and disappeared from sight.

As I examined its appearance, I suddenly noticed something crouching beneath it, completely motionless. The Ghost Bodhisattva stood more than ten feet tall, so unless one looked carefully, it was impossible to see the thing beneath its feet. But once I saw it, I immediately recognized what it was. What else could it be but that enormous rat?

Su Qiancheng could not help feeling troubled. Had he truly driven her too hard, forcing her to risk her life and use the Li family as a shield?

Qing Yue, meanwhile, was genuinely overcome by the urge to curse. She had no idea what on earth was going through the Regent King’s mind.

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No wonder even someone as formidable as Ling had been seized by the throat and pinned against a wall. Even now, Ling still dared not reveal himself easily.

“I told you that you hit the ball crooked, but you wouldn’t believe me. Look where your ball ended up!” the old man said energetically.

He and the Lu family had only just returned from the Su residence. The moment Lu Zhengnan arrived, a servant told him that Lu Qinghuan had come back and was upstairs.

After tens of thousands of years of development, the Church had become a religious organization standing above royal authority. Though it possessed no political power, it was revered by the masses.

From a distance, all that could be seen was a streak of white light cutting rapidly across the sky. Behind it followed another streak of red.

In the top-floor office, Yuan Lie was telling Huo Nantian about the information he had obtained in recent days through all his informants and intelligence networks.

“I heard that you’ve already returned to the country. As it happens, I have something to discuss with you.” Ye Ning’s hearty laughter came through the radio waves, and there was not the slightest trace of anything unusual in his voice.

The worry vanished from Chi Liexuan’s face at once. Turning his gentle gaze toward the carriage, he curved his lips into the shape of a waxing crescent moon.

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