Chapter 53: Pilgrimage to Mount Lingxiu

"Pig? Where is there a pig?" Mu Wen looked around, still seeing no sign of any pig. Moonlight Silhouette gazed at the pigskin mask on Mu Wen's head. To her, Mu Wen looked completely like a pig-headed human, and she was still debating whether she should tell him the truth.

Shortly after, the three Core Formation cultivators all flew into the air and swung their blades simultaneously. Enormous blade projections descended upon the giant boulder together, kicking up a flurry of dust and gravel that centered around the boulder in an instant.

At that moment, three fireballs had already landed beside the two of them, exploding with a deafening roar amidst their terror. Their bodies were hurled through the air by the shockwave like tumbling balls.

Lu Haoran thought to himself that since there was no time to figure out what had happened in the past, he would just let it go. After all, some things could not be forced. Besides, with his parents arriving, they would probably be fighting some monsters; and by that time, even if he wasn't eaten to death, he would certainly be scared to death. Instead of staying, he might as well leave quickly, head back, and discuss things thoroughly before deciding what to do next.

Aside from finding it a bit annoying that Zhu Wuneng constantly bragged about his own greatness, the two of them actually quite enjoyed this particular way Zhu Wuneng had of glorifying himself.

Therefore, when Doukes ventured to the Demon Clan's forbidden zone training camp outside of the otherworld's demon forbidden lands, they would bring as much of their fortune as humanly possible, never leaving a single piece of wealth behind, and packing as many belongings as they could carry.

Looking at the spacious traditional market, Kwon Yuri felt a hint of excitement. This was her first time seeing a Chinese produce market, and seeing that it had everything imaginable, she couldn't help but walk inside.

Hearing some slight movement nearby, Ming Yan turned his head to look. Kwon Yuri pushed the door open and walked out. Seeing her emerge, Ming Yan was about to greet her, but she acted as though he wasn't even there and simply began hanging up the laundry.

Following orders according to Yang Nan's instructions sounded so convoluted no matter how one listened to it. After pondering for a long time, he still couldn't untangle the logic, leaving his mind in a tangled mess. He truly wished he could add subtitles to Yang Nan's communicative style.

Over the span of five years, none of them had changed drastically; Senior Brother Liu Sheng had grown a bit plumper, Senior Brother Liu Wen remained much the same, while the eldest senior brother appeared much more mature and steady, exuding a subtle, dignified air of seniority.

"Ah, I truly must apologize to the two of you for this matter. How about this: please wait here for a moment. Our Qiao Troupe is scheduled to perform in the county town shortly. Once the performance concludes, I will personally host a banquet for you both to apologize and make amends, how does that sound?" Qiao Nian said with utmost sincerity.

If they wanted to retreat, they feared that the moment they stepped back onto the cloud ladder, the enemy's swords, spears, and halberds would rain down upon them.

The four words "old emperor" spoken effortlessly from her lips reached the ears of Prefect Xia Yongcheng, yet they failed to provoke any dramatic reaction from this top scholar of the first year of Qiande.

Sheng Yujin flicked his blade in a swirl, executing a move named "Willow Leaves Fluttering in the Wind." While the name sounded refined and elegant, it possessed an overwhelming and awe-inspiring might in Sheng Yujin's hands. A flurry of dazzling blade lights flashed continuously accompanied by an endless barrage of clanging metallic impacts, resembling a boiling pot of water. Not only did this deflect every single attack coming his way, but two enemies also lost their lives beneath this exquisite swordplay.

"Marrying you as my wife is undoubtedly the absolute best choice I have ever made in my life." Bai He pressed a passionate kiss onto his wife's lips.

Chen Fangping's attitude registered in Yixia's eyes as a sign that he disliked her culinary skills. Yixia was someone who intensely disliked having her cooking scorned, and consequently, she felt rather upset in her heart right away.

Once Zhan Minghuan received a definitive response from the old lady, his brows relaxed slightly, and a peculiar curve formed at the corner of his lips.

With a mental prompt, Bai He completed the transaction, immediately retrieved a piece of rough diamond, and handed it to Wang Xiaoya.

The mere thought of this possibility made Si Xia feel her legs go weak, her vision nearly turning pitch black as she almost collapsed on the spot.

Upon hearing that Li Mu intended to summon Prince Zhou's consort to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Zhang Yan instantly understood what was about to transpire. Her face flushed completely red, and her delicate hands resting upon the phoenix chair began to fidget nervously.

"I am using Lightning Release, having the Earth Release ninja form a shield wall in the front rows, while the Wind Release ninja launch their attacks from behind," the Third Raikage shouted aloud as well.

"Let us begin by tasting Yukihira Soma-同学's banquet dishes, and finally sample Kuga-同学's culinary creations," Daizen said as he walked over.

"This is... a silky fowl?" Although Kuga Terunori specialized in the numbing and spicy flavors, he could naturally recognize at a glance a unique ingredient intrinsic to Chinese cuisine.

"A-Are you senior Amanuma Kyoumu?" Huayin blinked, snapping back to her senses as she stared at Amanuma Kyoumu in utter astonishment and asked.

After passing through yet another heavy mechanical gate, Fang Yuan could truly say he had entered the base constructed deep within the mountain's core.

Flickers of faint light flashed consecutively as Zhuo Yue unleashed a flurry of claw strikes. Before it even had a chance to mount a counterattack, he had practically shredded the muscles across its chest and crippled half of its combat capability.

Yun Qian helped her sit down and began treating her injuries. Half a quarter of an hour later, the wounds finally scabbed over, and a fine layer of sweat beaded on Yun Qian's forehead. Nurse Xu's expression improved somewhat as well, though she remained rather pale and haggard from excessive blood loss.

A millennium had passed, and following the dawn of technological germination, humanity swiftly overturned its former status as mere slaves.

Yet, after devouring the phantom soul of the boy, Fang Yuan's own soul entity underwent a peculiar transformation.

"You shouldn't have come out. It's far too dangerous out here now. If you die, I will die too," Tangtang cried out directly in front of me. Because our souls were bound together, moving away would pose extreme danger unless we found someone with a scarlet-rank soul talent.