Chapter 39: You Can Do It

Ying Shu took a sip of tea and said, "Tell me the information you gathered for me."

Black Impermanence wiped the smile from his face and replied sternly, "My Lady, we have investigated your Ying family..."

Ying Shu interrupted him, "Wait, how did you know I was from the Ying family?"

"Well, your filial piety was so exemplary that the Judge was quite pleased. He even showed us portraits of the Ying family from the last hundred years, and you were among them. That is how we knew; otherwise, we wouldn't have gone out of our way to save your mother."

"Brother Physician, I wonder if this effort is enough to qualify!" Yu Wushuang gritted his teeth as he spoke to the Medicine Emperor.

He felt uneasy and doubtful. He had originally calculated that, barring any accidents, she would live to be ninety in this lifetime.

He opened the hood and propped it up, looking left and right, poking and prodding here and there. However, after fiddling for a good while, his brows remained tightly furrowed. Perhaps he had encountered a major problem.

Mu Xichen was choked by a sudden gulp of water and swept into the river, where waves churned endlessly. The river surged several meters high, and Chenzi was torn apart in the turbulent currents. Below the surface, the riverbed was a labyrinth of complex channels, with towering stone pillars standing firm against the rushing water.

At this moment, the gate tower was peaceful; apart from the large craters created during the battle, there were no casualties.

When the police rushed in and opened the bedroom door, a pungent, foul odor assailed them, making them want to retch.

Then, with lightning speed, he killed them and deliberately left behind evidence pointing to the Demon Clan. Of course, Meng Qi did not want to provoke enmity from both sides against himself, so in seemingly hidden locations, he left traces suggesting the involvement of righteous practitioners or members of the Demonic Sect.

"Who are you to Chen Xing? Seeing how you resemble that idiot, you really are cut from the same cloth—none of you are any good!" Shi Quan shouted, his voice booming, hoping to shock Li Xiaoshang into coming to her senses.

This move proved remarkably effective. Not only did the intruder get sprayed with Shi Quan's snot and saliva, but they were also so startled that they abruptly pulled back their palm force and leaped backward. Due to the excessive force of their initial attack combined with the sudden braking, they injured themselves instead. Their internal energy became obstructed, and they spat out a mouthful of blood.

The goblin craftsman's exquisite skill had perfectly met her requirements. In particular, the tires: the inner tubes were made from the intestines of a creature called an 'Air-bladder Fish,' while the outer casings were made of magic antelope hide. The seat was mounted on three sets of compression springs, ensuring there was not the slightest sense of bumping.

Li Ruoshui ignored Li Ling and walked straight toward Xiao Yuehuan, who had heard the commotion and emerged from the room.

It felt like a lifetime had passed. The taste of blood surged in her mouth. Momo struggled to turn her head toward the doorway. She no longer knew why she was doing this, yet it was the only thing she wanted to do at that moment. The wind lifted the door curtain, revealing the black sky, which made her feel warm.

Amidst loud laughter, Xingtian's body suddenly vanished. A cold wind began to howl before the Lingxiao Palace. Within the freezing gale capable of chilling all things in heaven and earth, ten black suns slowly rose.

After they had climbed for a while longer, they discovered that the wide staircase had turned into a broad road, and as they looked up, they realized it was a grand hall.

Instantly, his face felt numb, and he thought, "I must have been hit by some kind of magic attack!" He freed his left hand and blindly wiped his face, feeling it covered in sticky slime. A surge of anger rose within him: "What is this? So disgusting!" Consumed by rage, he gave up on resisting and looked up, only to be startled out of his wits.

"Spirit possession? Damn it!! Master, why didn't you say so sooner!" Upon hearing this, Xu Jie leaped back immediately and retreated behind me.

There were five contestants from Country K, all dressed in long black robes. Each wore a tall, oversized conical hat and a thin veil over their face, rendering their features completely indistinguishable. The weapons at their waists were also wrapped in black cloth, exuding an air of mystery.

Su Yang looked ahead, slammed on the accelerator, and sped toward Jiang Yan's house. About forty minutes later, Su Yang parked the car at the entrance of the municipal committee residential compound where Jiang Yan lived.