Chapter 130: The Celebration of the Third Prince, Tan Yuanqing

Xue Yingxian was tightly surrounded by enemy soldiers and unable to break through. Just as he fell into despair, miserable cries suddenly rang out from outside the enemy encirclement: "Daddy! Mommy! That fellow has helpers coming!"

"Crash!..."

A wide path was cleared through the crowd.

Xue Yingxian looked up and saw two masked men charging in from the opposite side. One was built like an iron tower, wielding a twelve-foot-long steel pitchfork; the other had a slender figure, wielding a pair of mountain-opening axes.

They tore through the ranks like two whirlwinds.

Judging by their movements and demeanor, they were undoubtedly the Wei brothers.

Filled with sudden joy, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "My two virtuous brothers, come quickly and help me!"

At the same time, drawing on some unknown surge of strength, he wielded his tiger-head double hooks like...

"I am quite curious why you hold such intense anger towards me. Is it merely because of business matters?" Zhang Xiao inquired.

This voice came out abruptly, soft and murmuring. If not for his sharp hearing, he wouldn't have caught it at all.

"Hearing you put it that way, I am left speechless. I concede." I truly could find nothing to retort with; this statement was completely flawless.

Along the way, Li Zhiming briefly recounted what he had just witnessed and sent a message to the headquarters asking them to dispatch reinforcements. However, all attempts to contact Wu Yong failed, presumably because the assassins had jammed the signals.

With this thought, he added lightly, "And sometimes, she's exceptionally cute." Especially when she realized she was losing money.

As the voice faded, three rugged figures slowly materialized in the void. The newcomers lingered around the Great Elder with expressionless faces, resembling zombies.

The moment Zhang Feng rushed over and saw He Lu holding He Yue tightly in her arms, his legs suddenly felt as if they were weighted down with lead.

Everyone was struck with a sudden shock, looking at Bu Er in astonishment. With his head lowered, his drooping hair covered his face, obscuring his expression at that moment. Only the tears continuously dripping from his jaw could be seen.

The floating blood aura could hardly be described as slow; it moved like a crawling snail. Even so, within just a few breaths, Zhang Xiao felt that the cliffside stone carvings were right before his eyes. "Interesting!" No matter how he walked physically, he could not touch it, yet his spiritual sense had barely flown a few meters before sensing the other's presence. This was simply too bizarre.

Because they also knew that Lu Wanqin was soft-hearted and would certainly never implicate others. Sure enough, when Lu Wanqin received the call, she didn't dare say she had been captured; she merely claimed she had matters to attend to and wouldn't be going to the company. She was afraid of worrying Li Ting—after all, since Ji Feng had already been notified, telling Li Ting would serve no purpose other than causing her distress.

Even the Ancestor of Heavenly Demons, who excelled most in enticement and bewitchment, coming from the depths of a boundless world to descend upon this place, would find it difficult to accomplish such a feat.

This is the remains of Yang Fei, the cemetery of Yang Fei suppressed within the Tenth District of Taihu Lake. The Tai Bai Star Dragon could not sense the aura of any other treasures. Rice-Measure wanted to drag him to a perilous place and threaten mutual destruction, but unfortunately, this wheel of the God of Death was already the most terrifying entity within Yang Fei's body.

Shao Heng felt a tight sensation in his chest. With so many people kidnapped, if all of this was connected to the Shahe Gang, the mastermind must have been planning for a long time, and the plot behind it was likely far from ordinary.

Bizarrely, Qin Zhan's head was twisted a full one hundred and eighty degrees, yet a smile had unexpectedly appeared on his face—though the smile looked terrifying enough to make anyone shudder.

The crowd no longer looked this way. Dazed, they thought about the rumors to come, their faces flushed red.

Amidst a reluctant, furious roar, the cultivator's physical body disintegrated, torn apart by invisible spatial rifts and cast into the outer void an unknown distance away.

Seeing this, Xiao Wuheng felt a trace of triumph, knowing that his first attempt to wield the Primordial Purple Qi had achieved its intended purpose. Given his current cultivation level, he could temporarily only use the Primordial Purple Qi to heal his injuries and was not yet capable of fighting enemies with it.

Xiao Nu's gaze locked onto the handsome young man among the dozens of members of the Zhao family. That person was none of other than Senior Brother Zhao Qiming from the Rune and Medicine District, whom he had recently befriended.

Thus far, Shao Heng's three martial trials had earned him top-grade, upper-middle, and top-grade evaluations respectively. Consequently, on the two jade pillars in front of De Xiu Academy, Shao Heng's name ranked near the top. Combined, he ranked eighth. If the outer sect grand examination were to end here, Shao Heng would already have secured the qualification to enter the inner sect.