Volume 1, Chapter 68: Protecting Her

The innkeeper wiped away his sweat in shock, finally understanding why that young couple earlier had felt so awkward.
It turned out they were not husband and wife, but adulterers meeting in secret.
However, since the master had not exposed them outright, it meant he did not strongly oppose the relationship between him and Susu.
Having been through all those recent events, Fu Tianze was now fully prepared mentally. His heart had turned to iron, and there would be no more moments of pity for Shen Lu or hesitation about betraying the past.
Yet, what about him? While she was putting on a brave face, perhaps sharing the most painful experiences of her life with him, he had neglected her because of Shen Lu's appearance.
Zhang Tianyang's heart clenched fiercely. He had not expected that this cunning and suspicious Hall Master would still detect the anomaly. Exchanging a glance with Fat Man Li and Li Zhibai, he prepared to strike immediately if the situation turned sour.
The cosmic pressure contained within the Ancestral Dragon Stele was terrifying. The void was densely packed with dazzling golden lightning, accompanied by deafening Zen chants and heaven-shaking spectacles, while powerful fluctuations could be felt surging through the air.
"In such a dangerous place, heightened vigilance is only natural," Ron said with a faint smile.
The frost flowers made it look as though the body was wrapped in a layer of patterned gauze, and with every movement, the sound of shattering glass could be heard, though fortunately, no coldness was felt.
Playing the sympathy card once again—relying on nothing else, it seemed Brother Nian truly had no other tricks up his sleeve.
Desperate as if grasping at a final straw, an exhausted Fu Tianze hurriedly dialed Mo Ran's number, and after three rings, the call went through.
The frigid chill emanating from the weapons made it clear that this troop was an elite unit of genuine soldiers, outfitted with the standard-issue armor of the imperial palace.
Xin Manjing exhaled a long breath of foul air, feeling spots before her eyes and profound dizziness. She quickly bit the tip of her tongue to force herself to stay awake, and retrieved the voodoo doll. Gently stroking the doll in her hand, she felt a mixture of struggle, reluctance, and confusion... but all of these emotions were ultimately replaced by absolute determination.
Hundreds of miles away, the towering and magnificent Longshan Baishou, draped in a pale yellow dragon robe, likewise halted his rapid approach toward Zhu Jiu, his mighty torso swaying slightly.
Lian Biyun suddenly pushed Bi Yongye away, ran over to kneel before Wang Mo, and tearfully begged for mercy.
"Tell me, where did you go wrong!" Hao Zheng's fury had yet to subside as he glared angrily at Hao Fenglou. Unable to bear the sight, his wife, sitting to the side, turned her face away.
After issuing his orders, Zhang Fu felt an inexplicable sense of irritability. Thinking of the capital and then of Guangdong, his heart skipped a beat. Although Hao Fenglou was playing a trick, the target of his deception was not himself, but the imperial court; whether he could see through the scheme was completely irrelevant.
At all four city gates, a thousand-man unit of personal guards stood watch, changing shifts every two hours. When these thousand-man guard units rotated, there was a gap of less than five minutes. Yet, for a green-eyed zombie moving at near-sonic speeds, those five minutes were more than enough.
"Isn't this relationship a bit too complicated? And it seems every notable demon and monster has powerful backing," Tsunade complained.
Zhu Jiu's spiritual thoughts flowed freely, body and mind brimming with joy. During the previous exercise of his arts, within his spiritual consciousness, he had clearly perceived that vast and boundless ocean of the Great Dao manifesting itself before him.
After all, the imperial court had never issued any decree stating that the Arab fleets were forbidden from leaving at will. Therefore, although the coastal defense fleet had been aware of the commotion last night, they had not made the slightest move in response.
The cycle of the Heavenly Dao has always intertwined opportunity with crisis, and the coronation process of the patrolling king of the Netherworld Dao Hall was no exception.