Chapter 19: No Mercy

Before the final match, Chen Feng met Zen Master Deyun, who arrived at the entrance of the God of Cookery’s residence, weary and travel-worn.

"Sheng'er, do you know how Rui'er is doing?" Helan Xuan sought out her eldest son first to inquire.

Creak—the door was suddenly opened from within. A pair of soft arms immediately wound around Situ Ye’s neck, pulling him into a firm embrace. A single warm tear fell onto his neck, tracing the skin before slipping into his chest.

However, why did Mei Anxue seem so eager to be with Aoli Tian? If Ye Qingqing had not appeared, Mei Anxue would have been the most powerful person in the entire post-apocalyptic world.

The man was right; a surge of heat was indeed rushing through her body, coursing through her internal organs.

"Hehehehe... Ye Yunxian, do you know why I came to Yuanliang?" Princess Chang’an kept grinning, her expression so desolate and wretched that it made one’s skin crawl.

But the person on top of her had already begun impatiently tugging at her clothes. Song Yuan did not know whether to refuse or accept.

However, such a summon beast should not exist. The only logical explanation was that the black cat before them was not a summon beast at all, but merely a pet.

His wife had actually, for the first time ever, agreed to buy him clothes. This seemed to indicate that their relationship was on the mend. Overwhelmed by this joy, he wanted to express it with nothing but kisses.

Chenchen kept blinking at Chen Feng from a distance, as if signaling him to ask Xu Jingyun to stay.

Above the Chaotian Hall of the Tianhuang Principality! A breeze blew, causing robes to flutter. The fifteen Great Sages of the Holy Embryo stood with varied expressions, but they all watched coldly as the monarch and ministers of the Tianhuang Principality stepped out of the hall. Upon catching sight of Qin Hengtian, their faces all lit up with joy.

"What happened?" Lin Fei could not help but ask, yet the Stele Spirit urged him to leave immediately and not ask so many questions.

Every time he tried to get to the bottom of things, the person behind the script would provide excuses similar to the one above, and each time, they were different.

Li Junhao glanced at the officer and said, "What is the rush? Even if the sky falls, the earth will catch it; what are you panicked about?" With that, Li Junhao snatched the intelligence report and began to read it.

He certainly knew how terrifying martial artists were, but he had never witnessed it firsthand, so he did not have much of a concept of it in his heart.

Because Wang Zhenzhen was present, they did not dare to speak too plainly, but Lin Fei clearly had no such concerns.

Even the most expensive strategic bomber currently in existence cost only slightly more than an army tank, and it was certainly incomparable to the massive warships of the navy.

After the brakes were applied, the iron wheels of the ore cart scraped against the tracks, throwing off blinding sparks before finally coming to a slow stop at the end of the line. Cold snowflakes drifted down, and the bright light, so different from the gloom of the tunnel, revealed the outside world. The children burst into joyful laughter.

The terrifying sound occurred for a third time, though it was much fainter now, for Xiao Yun’s wrist bones had already been pulverized by the immense force.

In other words, Helian Ye’s mastery of the sword seemed even greater than Zhao Wuji’s. While this was only Zhao Wuji’s guess and might not be true, it was enough to prove Helian Ye’s extraordinary nature.

"Ready." Half a year of training had all been for this very day. Only by graduating from the highest-level Dragon God class at the Dragon Rider Academy could one become a high-ranking Dragon Knight.

With a whoosh, the white light emitted by the Sea-Calming Pearl rushed toward the golden light, enveloping it entirely.

It was time to arrange a marriage for his younger brother. Hidden dangers must be eliminated before they arise. Huang Mo decided to write to his parents immediately.

As for Old Lady Pan, she was more like an ordinary grandmother from the marketplace; even with gold and emeralds stuck in her graying hair, she could not hide that inherent vulgarity.

With the rumbling of chariots and the neighing of horses, the sky-piercing war cries, formed by thousands of voices, were abruptly cut off by a bronze torrent surging out from within Xianyang City.

A fire ignited in his heart. Mo Ji lunged forward, pressing down upon her. His hand climbed to her chest, but instead of lingering, he reached around to her back and suddenly lifted her. Sensing the force, Ye Huang opened her eyes to see Mo Ji gazing at her, his eyes clouded with desire.

With fine wine to drink, Han Xin was naturally in high spirits and summoned Tian Shi and Zhao Wuji—two old acquaintances from the Northern Army—to gather and enjoy the wine together.

Blood dripped from the pale dragon fangs. Stimulated by the blood, the pink dragon let out a roar toward the sky, its eyes turning increasingly crimson.

Huo Tong slightly lowered her head, leaning silently against Huo Xi’s shoulder. The moment the truth was revealed, her heart had been hanging in the balance. She was terrified that this boy, who had brought her her first taste of warmth, would leave her.

Xia Nan loved too deeply and craved possession too intensely, which was why she acted in a way everyone else considered foolish and base. I desperately wanted to learn about Li Yi, even if just from someone else's words. I wanted to ask more, but a knock came at the door. I hung up the phone in a hurry and looked toward the door with anxiety, relieved to find that the person entering was the doctor.

She and Mu Qian both felt that Meng Jingyi’s death was not simple. Generally, yin entities appeared at night either to absorb human yang energy or to frighten people to vent the grievances in their hearts.

Once, Shui Furong struck too hard, causing Long Yi internal injuries. He coughed up mouthfuls of blood, which frightened Shui Furong so much that she held him and wept bitterly, venting the grievances she had been bottling up for so long.

Mu Qian would not destroy them all at once; he wanted them to be perpetually uneasy, unable to eat or sleep in peace.

His fingertips gently rubbed the diamond surface of the necklace. In his mind, scenes flashed by—Xi picking out the necklace, and Xi giving it to Xiaoxiao.

Lily tilted her head slightly, feeling a bit strange as she recalled the scenes of herself and Francis together.

In a short period, the coach had seen Chu Lin’s progress, and it secretly shocked him. If Chu Lin continued training like this, in time, he would definitely have a place in the fighting world, perhaps even becoming a titan of the future.

Mu Nuanxi hurriedly declared that she would also knit a warm scarf for her beloved father, and only then was Mu Ang satisfied.

Despite much pleading, Su Zhou’s training remained intense, though his holidays increased just a little bit.

Meng Yao looked at me, her gaze flickering as if she were searching for holes in my story, but I remained steady. I am not the type of person who blushes when lying.

"Bastard, you dare to defy the orders of the great Venerable Bulai!" Before the angry roar had even faded, a black shadow flickered, and a middle-aged man appeared in the void before Gu Han and the others as if teleporting.