Chapter 60: Do Compliment Us a Little

Lei Ying quickly picked up the talisman drawn by Ying Shu and mocked, "Do you call this a talisman? Not a single talismanic pattern you drew is recognizable. Are you trying to fool people? You might as well just surrender and save yourself the embarrassment."

Ying Shu calmly replied, "Just because you can't understand it doesn't mean it's not a talisman. The fact that my drawing is ugly doesn't mean it's useless. The ultimate value of a talisman lies in its effectiveness and power, not in whether you can understand it."

"Shu is right."

"You..." Chris pointed at Zhang Fei. Before she could finish her sentence, the sight of Zhang Fei pulling out a long sword caused her to instantly shut her mouth.

Looking at his own Barbaric Dragon Sword, Zhang Fei was truly reluctant to discard it, but there was still the carcass of the Monkey King in the different space. As a high-level king-tier mutated beast, the materials on the Monkey King were definitely superior to those of the Blood Demon—probably on par with the King of Slaughter himself.

Wang Feng swept his large sleeves, and that old man, ranked one hundred and twenty-seventh on the list of cultivation experts, tumbled endlessly amidst the billowing clouds and mist. As he tumbled, a ring of golden halo flickered continuously around his body, never stopping.

The sequence of events was as follows: Han Cheng's original smuggling route for Jimo green salt ran along the Jiaozhou, Zhucheng, and Laiwu line. Now that the Yellow Turban army was active in Laiwu, he had changed the route to go by waterway to Lianyungang, and then transport it through Xuzhou to the Central Plains.

As these words fell, the officers all spoke in unison, "We are willing to give our lives for the Division Commander!" Their voices were firm and powerful, rattling the dust from the roof.

The Fiery Phoenix pinned down Pang Shaohua, while Huoqing continuously hunted down the early-stage Innate Realm cultivators. The balance of victory was tilting toward the East City.

"I have been investigating something for the past few days, and now is the time to report it to Master Xiujian." Xisiya's solemn expression gave Xiujian a premonition that his current lifestyle was about to come to an end.

Young Master Wei was Wei Nian's only son. Now that he was dead, Wei Nian was naturally plunged into extreme grief. The details of how the Wei residence mourned and handled the funeral will not be elaborated here, but they were determined to avenge Young Master Wei.

He had considered his actions this time to be rather covert, yet he never expected that Qi Shanshan would still find out. What was even more aggravating was that he hadn't even succeeded yet.

"Yiting, your face? I clearly remember it had just vanished," Zhang Fei asked in surprise.

The chest was filled to the brim with gold. These pieces of gold were all cast into ingots and neatly stacked row upon row inside the box.

"What is going on? With my current physical strength, even without using true qi, I have two hundred pounds of force in a single hand. If I use true qi, my combined hand strength can reach over a thousand pounds, yet I can't even push this door open." Thinking this, Shen Muyu tried again. The result remained unchanged; the stone door didn't budge an inch.

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang looking so trembling and apprehensive, Naruto figured that his strategy of killing two birds with one stone had likely worked today. The so-called two birds with one stone were, first, eliminating the chieftain of the Black-Clothed Clan who opposed the Ming Cult, and second, heavily intimidating Zhu Yuanzhang so that he would never dare harbor disloyal thoughts toward the Ming Cult again.

As soon as the voice faded, a sharp slap was heard. Immediately after, Dai Jing let out a miserable scream. Clutching his head, Dai Jing turned around intending to hurl curses, but seeing Gao Te rubbing his palm, he prudently kept his mouth shut.

Therefore, she had set out to find Shao Yu, and to this day she had never given up. She had been searching continuously, yet she still hadn't found him.

Upon seeing his father's actions, Shen Muyu felt a growing sense of solemnity in his heart, and became even more certain that whatever his father wanted him to do was definitely related to martial artists.

A flash of inspiration struck his mind, and he thought, could it be that the person behind Hua Yiwei has already smoothed things over for me on all fronts? Come to think of it, saving my life on multiple occasions was entirely thanks to him. I must properly thank him when we meet.

"Fine, fine, fine." Fatty Hu made a pleading gesture toward Shen Muyu. "Lord Rat, just pretend I never said anything, alright?" Seeing that Fatty Hu was unwilling to admit it, Shen Muyu did not pursue the matter further. However, Shen Muyu could guess that it must have been the effect of that jade tablet Fatty Hu had forced into his body previously.