Chapter 61

"Perhaps it's because we're all familiar faces. We often frequent the Micro-Realm Inn," Xia Yue analyzed.

Xinrou felt somewhat embarrassed as her plan was disrupted once again. It was all this fellow named A-Kui's fault—a bumpkin straight from the village, whose very presence made her want to vomit at a second glance.

Junzhu planted a kiss on Changqin's forehead, held her tightly in an embrace for a brief moment, and then resolutely turned and strode away. No one knew his plan, so no one jumped out to call him a madman. This massive scheme would completely reshuffle the six realms, and even the high and mighty Heavenly Emperor could not escape being manipulated.

The man let out a soft laugh, a sound as crisp as a nightingale that made Xinrou's heart flutter in response.

This prompted Dai Chengming and Madame Qin to burst into laughter. "Look, Yu'er is blushing!" Madame Qin remarked.

"Want to leave? Don't you think that's a bit too naive?" Grover burst into a loud laugh. His crimson bracers and massive iron hammer lit up simultaneously, clearly activated by the embedded fire-attribute magic stones. The next moment, wave after wave of scorching heat surged outward, and at the same time, the heavy hammer came crashing down right in front of Neil.

In other words, once the specters absorbed too much vital essence, leading to issues with the reproductive system, a man's future might essentially be ruined. Most importantly, it would prevent him from producing offspring, making reproduction difficult. This was a truly terrifying prospect.

"No, no, Brother Hao, take care of your health." A strange smile appeared on Li Zheng's face, leaving Wang Hao utterly bewildered.

Avasu looked at Abinu. She could understand why Abinu had reasons for doing so, but from the perspective of a mother or a father, that was simply not the right approach.

All of this relied entirely on the decrees issued by the Void Sect. Ever since the ceasefire between the Great Tang and Great Yan Dynasties, the Golden Sand Kingdom had relied on the rules established by the Void Sect to sell fire essence to both nations, reaping immense profits and instantly restoring its national strength.

Zhu Chuanjia said, "Stop wasting breath. Take men down to staunch the bleeding. Fix this painting as well." He departed with a sullen expression, though he seemed deep in thought. As soon as he left, the disciples swarmed around him, demanding to know what on earth had just happened.

"Don't snap it off, what a waste! Hey? Why aren't you eating?" Xu Yang asked belatedly after taking a huge bite.

Furthermore, King Qian was doing a better job than the Legalist golden age he had imagined—there were no enfeoffed lords or marquises, no private fiefs, and the common people lived and worked in peace. Was this truly something that needed to be shattered?

Those two black panthers made hardly a sound. In fact, a leopard's vocalizations are not as majestic as those of tigers or lions, but under the eerie speed of these pitch-black panthers, that ferocious aura felt all the more heart-pounding.

Yang Shen did not make a move. He had already "learned" the sword techniques of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, and now he wanted to "learn" the sword of Daoist Muddy.

Shortly after, Jun Changsheng and the other two left the lake and returned to their previous location in the Misty Forest.

Moreover, he had to wait for a new star to appear in the star map within his mind before he could travel to other worlds. Until then, Yang Shen could only immerse himself in the world of One-Punch Man.

As it turns out, some people are not devoid of affection; rather, you simply aren't the right person they are looking for, which is why they can treat you with such utter indifference.

Shi Yi wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a fit of coughing seized him. Pressing a hand against his mouth, he coughed until his body doubled over.

He searched the entire playground, but the shy man was nowhere to be seen. Bai Youxi could not help frowning as she sat in an empty seat and gazed around.

"Boss, you've been asleep for five years. It's truly a joyous occasion that you've woken up today," Longhushan said to me with a cheeky grin.

Around the third watch of the night, Shen Wanyuan finally emerged from the alchemy room. Xiaju and Chunlan, who were on night watch, were already nodding off in the rattan chairs in the courtyard.

Although Shen Wanyuan spoke with such words, her eyes held a suppressed grievance, making her appear gentle, virtuous, and completely devoted to the Emperor's interests.

Fan Mian was also deeply shocked. His expression was stunned, his brows furrowed tightly, and for a moment his facial expression shifted constantly as if he were forcibly holding back the fury in his heart.

He froze. He could guarantee with one hundred percent certainty that before Sun Chengyu and Helen came in, there was no such note on his bed.

"Fine, since you're so unappreciative, I'll grant your wish!" I mimicked the lines from television, gritting my teeth.

This provocation was far too crude. Mingqian did not hesitate to reach out and take the cup, lifted her veil with one hand, touched it lightly to her lips, and tossed the empty cup out of the sedan window. The procession moved forward once more.

The zombies outside didn't dare to disturb us either, simply leaving us to sit on the sofa. Two of them happened to be quite observant, bringing over two fruit platters, so Ao Feifan and I didn't stand on ceremony and casually ate some to moisten our throats.

Shi Yu laughed heartily, wind stirring beneath his feet as his speed suddenly surged. Before Chu Yun could bring his blade down in a slash, Shi Yu had already leaped into the air, and like a shooting star chasing the moon, he slammed his fist directly into Chu Yun's chest.

Yes, the bandit hero was a youth—an unimaginably terrifying youth, practically like a deity descending from the heavens, who had beaten the master of the Chixiao Sect, a supreme expert whose cultivation had entered the Heaven-Seizing Realm, half to death with a single blow.

Liu Yi threw a punch, the surging kinetic energy seemingly on the verge of exploding. With this single strike, he pushed his strength as a peak Hunyuan Immortal Monarch to the absolute limit.

"Ye Tianchen?" Han Yancui was slightly startled. She had never expected this matter to be connected to Ye Tianchen in any way.

Wang Jingxi's two bodyguards were thrown inside, collapsing onto the ground motionless like dead pigs.

"Zhu Kui, considering the time I saved your life back then, let him go," Liu Quan said, pointing at the centipede.

Despite this, Lin Fan was determined to go to Peach Blossom Island. He opened his palm to reveal a ten-tael silver ingot, looked at the boatman with a smile, and said, "Hand your boat over to me, and this silver is yours."

The powerful figures who had come to the Lower Realm this time, apart from an immortal king legion consisting of dozens of members, also included five exceptionally formidable powerables.

Li Xiaoran and the others nodded blankly. Learning that Yang Shen had powerful backing above, they simply assumed he had some supreme expert guarding him, which was why he was so emboldened.