Chapter 61 Perhaps You Have No Right to Accuse Me

Before embarking on artifact crafting, Zhen Yuanzi took a series of meticulous precautions that completely exceeded Hong Yun's imagination. As for Hong Yun's legendary habit of blowing up houses, it was something Zhen Yuanzi could hardly replicate even if he wanted to.

A black Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance. A man stepped out from the driver's side, walked around the vehicle, and opened the front passenger door.

"You... who on earth are you people?" The man looked at Liu Shisan and Lin Ruohan pitifully, asking with palpable unease.

"Why don't you have it search for a treasure, and then present it to Fellow Taoist Yuanshi through your own hands?" Hong Yun suggested to Tongtian with a serious expression.

The commotion stirred up by Ye Ye's side had attracted the attention of quite a few people, but they simply had no spare energy to deal with him right now—they were either busy searching for a restroom or already on their way to one.

"After I went to the south, I found business extremely difficult to run, so I came back to work as an employee," Su Mengya said, lowering her head with a deeply aggrieved expression. "I had only been a lobby manager for a few days when such a terrifying incident occurred. Today, I even brought my luggage back; I simply didn't dare stay there any longer, fearing those wicked people wouldn't let me go."

Zhen Yuanzi also felt the suggestion was feasible, but Kunlun Divine Water was exceedingly precious, and for the moment, he could not think of anything of equal value to trade for it.

Song Li cherished her life far too much to venture forward and investigate. Though she desperately wished to hurl another couple of explosives to ensure Zhou Luchuan was thoroughly dead, the fear of causing a tunnel collapse that might bury her two elder brothers alive forced her to abandon the thought.

Back in the day, they had likewise chosen to send Tinghan to the old master's side to be tempered and honed. Now that it was Fu Tinghan's turn to educate the younger generation, they could not afford to spoil their grandchildren excessively.

Besides, Xia Cheng had only just confirmed her feelings and held a favorable impression of him. Romance required a gradual progression, a process to be savored; naturally, he could not reveal all his cards to her just yet.

However, the very next second, the entire body of the Lavida jolted violently, swerved sharply, and miraculously returned to the center of the road. Then, its opposite side slammed downward as all four tires found purchase on the asphalt once more.

Listening closely, Mother Yun felt that the sound was laden with profound sorrow. Without giving it much thought, she followed the direction of the weeping.

Because nutritive qi flows within the meridians and constitutes a vital component of blood, nutritive qi and blood share an intimate and inseparable bond. Hence, they are commonly referred to in traditional medicine as "nutritive and blood."

The other commanders looked on as if watching a lively spectacle, casting contemptuous glances at Song Yucan and her companion, unconvinced and largely dissatisfied with them.

Terrified that Zhang Tianbao might go back on his word, the old hag leaned heavily on her cane and scrambled eagerly toward his back.

The young man possessed delicate yet handsome facial features and appeared utterly ordinary at first glance. Yet anyone could sense the overt disdain and disgust radiating from Zhang Tianert at that moment, as if he were staring at a piece of excrement in a latrine.

"Young Master Jiang, this is my personal affair. I will rely on my own strength to seek vengeance against Teacher Yang!" Xiao Mingyue said, her delicate fists clenched tightly, her pearly whites biting into her lip, and her beautiful eyes burning with unwavering determination.

"I hope you keep your word." With those words, I rose from the ground, tucked the thermal underwear that had slipped past my waistband back into place, and fished around in my pockets.

"No, no, it's not like that. Colonel Bielenki is the general's strategist and capable assistant; talking to you is just the same. Our sole purpose in coming here today is to hope that you can provide us with whatever assistance lies within your power," Xu Tian stated bluntly, cutting straight to the point.

As for Fang Chi, unwilling to disturb Xiao Han while simultaneously keeping his own son's safety in mind, he had already retreated from the room a day ago, quietly awaiting Xiao Han's triumphant news.

"Heh, I am just a rough man. Since the Qianhang Medical Hall is currently short-handed, it is only right that I lend a hand!" Duyuan explained.

"Understood, Young Hero!" The soldiers stationed closer to the front sat down immediately, and the rest followed suit until every single soldier was seated.

Listening to Zhang Ying's words, though her tone remained flat, they flowed like a clear, cooling stream through Jiang Kairan's heart. After all, she was the only person in the entire room who had sincerely spoken up for him.

Beside him, Wu Gang wore an equally grave expression. When had they ever witnessed a Five-Star Dou Di possessing such terrifying combat prowess?

Retreating swiftly by several steps and gritting his teeth, ignoring the piercing pain shooting through his fist, he steadied his stance with his remaining hand and threw a punch with the other.

A peak-level duel between an expert in the mid-stage of the Spirit Realm and one in the mid-stage of the Supreme Realm thus dramatically unfolded.

The target he had chosen for his spatial blink just moments earlier was the roof of a palace outside the high platform. Yet, much to his astonishment, the spell had merely propelled him forward a mere few meters across the platform itself. It was the first time Chen Feng had ever encountered such a bizarre phenomenon.

"This operation concerns the bigger picture, so naturally, I, Xuanyuan, must exercise utmost caution. Since various cultivation sects have raised such controversies, Duanfei happens to hold the exact same view!" Xuanyuan Duanfei swept his gaze across the assembly.

"It's true. I've already verified it on the internet. It happened this afternoon, right here in South City." Hu Lin asserted with absolute certainty.

"I know. But if anyone wishes to harm you, they will have to step over my corpse first," Wu Yang declared with resolute determination.

Feng Xiaolin's mind raced at lightning speed. Strategy after strategy flashed through his thoughts, only to be promptly discarded. In front of an adversary vastly superior to oneself, no matter how brilliant the plan, it was ultimately futile.

He had been staying at the resplendent Jinbi Huihuang for several days now, treating this palace of sensual pleasures as his own home. His daily expenditures ran into six figures, and he was thoroughly immersed in hedonistic oblivion, having completely forgotten to return.

Master Deng made his demand, and Xue Yunfu, not daring to disobey in the slightest, hurriedly presented the peach-wood sword before him.

"Now, behold my third move!" the Annihilation Demon God chuckled cheerfully. He extended a single hand without unleashing even a sliver of battle qi. Yet, with that single, understated palm strike, the space behind Meng Batian instantly constricted. Meng Batian stared at the descending hand, desperate to dodge, only to find himself utterly paralyzed and unable to move so much as a muscle.

Bai Suzhen frowned slightly. Starting a conflict with these monkeys was hardly a wise choice. Ordinary monkeys could be easily dismissed, but these were the denizens of Flower Fruit Mountain.

Draped in a white lace gauze dress with a pair of tranquil, starlit eyes, she resembled a pool of clear spring water—serene, poised, and elegant.