Chapter 51 Defying the Rules

Wang Chen was somewhat dumbfounded. Looking at Wang Xiaotian, who was hugging his thighs and weeping bitterly, he found it hard to imagine what kind of person could immediately turn coat and surrender right after he had just obliterated their ancestor. Anyone unaware of the situation who witnessed this scene would have thought he was specially hired by Wang Xiaotian to slaughter the Wang family ancestor.

Yet, to be fair, the amount of spirit stones Wang Xiaotian mentioned truly tempted his heart! Ten every year...

Gang walked onto the high terrace and looked outward. The wind was fierce and the rain dense, with bean-sized raindrops seizing every gap to lash against the upper half of his body, chilling him to the bone. Shivering, he hastily retreated, took off his helmet, touched his bald head, and casually wiped the rain from his face.

Hearing that Master Li was going to take the Crown Prince to make a fortune, Crown Princess Wang took out her bottom-of-the-box private savings and handed them to Li Zhi.

Everyone had naturally heard of the horrors of the swamps, but hearing and witnessing were two entirely different things; the young soldiers felt their hair stand on end at the sight.

However, Chen Shen wanted to vent his anger on behalf of his artist, so he had previously intercepted several resources meant for them.

Qin Liang was right to abandon that thought! For the swallows at "home," along with Yang Zhi and the other girls of the Shen family, were worried sick! Everyone was anxiously waiting for news.

Naturally, Swallow and Luna did not count, because both of them were former professional assassins accustomed to life and death. Therefore, corpses no longer caused any stimulation for the two of them, nor would they provoke any strong reactions.

He desperately wanted to cover for Ma Qianjun, so even though he was deeply reluctant in his heart, he still ordered everyone to make a move against Yang Zi. Once this matter was exposed, Ma Qianjun's reputation would be completely ruined; hereafter, whoever in the martial world mentioned Ma Qianjun would surely curse him.

Above the fortress gate, estate guards on both sides poked their heads out, tinkering with fire-lance firearms. With a series of sharp reports, several pursuing Oirat cavalrymen were dropped to the ground.

The smile on his face had already vanished, replaced by a glacial expression, while the depths of his eyes were filled with panic and terror.

The Gloomy Monarch had heard of the great reputation of the Fire Virtue Monarch. Long before he became an Emperor Sovereign, the Fire Virtue Monarch was already a divine monarch of the God race. After he ascended to Emperor Sovereign, the Fire Virtue Monarch departed for the Demigod Realm. He had not expected that, countless years later, the other party was still alive, though judging by appearances, he had not yet become a demigod.

Although Yu Qiaoyue's kind heart remained unchanged at this moment, she no longer continued to help those in need, appearing instead profoundly helpless.

Those ten individuals were extremely furious upon hearing Pan Long's words. They were the absolute peak existences of the Kunlun Sect; had it not been for the curse upon the Earth, they would have long since galloped freely across the Immortal Realm. Among them, quite a few might even have ascended to the Divine Realm. What a pity that, even now, they could only obediently remain trapped beneath Earth.

"Rest assured, my wife, I will definitely take responsibility to the end," Ximen Piaoxue hastily promised. Now he had plenty of time to seduce Tangtang.

Lin Tian immediately reacted like a miser, especially since he knew that Han Shuangxue had no confirmed party affiliation with the other two.

An intensely violent shock rippled through Ye Fantian's heart, causing even the expression on his face to begin distorting.

"By the way, and then? You came here?" To prevent her from asking any further questions, Qinghong hurriedly changed the subject.

Hearing Pan Yuhong's words, Meng Shenji took a moment to collect his wits. After all, his body had just recovered, so he was currently unable to use his spiritual sense to survey the surrounding environment. It was not that he did not want to use it, but rather that he could not; his spiritual sense had not yet recovered.

Nobody knew who started spreading the rumor that this questionnaire exam was jointly devised by the Boss and the President specifically to weed out unqualified employees.

Jiang Huaisheng answered very decisively without any concealment, yet the expression on his face remained utterly serious and solemn.

"He only took one bite and couldn't eat anymore." Fearing that Li Xiaoquan might have some misunderstanding about Gao Jiahe's behavior of eating skewers yesterday, Li Xiaoya hurriedly explained.

However, as my conversation with Emperor Ling of Han deepened, this ominous premonition gradually became replaced by another emotion—an emotion of sheer shock, shaking like a magnitude 10 earthquake, astonishing enough to split the heavens and shatter the earth.

"No, I haven't been out for a stroll in a long time either. Today happens to be a stolen half-day of leisure to wander around. You go ahead and tend to your matters first," Dao Yi said to Jing Yi with a smile, waving his hand. With that, Dao Yi propped his broom against the wall and walked off into the distance.

Next, he walked into the forest and, following Cultivator Joe's instructions, gathered some medicinal herbs and branches. He then dug out a recessed slate, placed the herbs into the depression to pound them and remove the residue, and finally set the mixture over a fire to heat.

Rachel opened the holographic projection, displaying a page of ancient manuscript featuring several fragmentary and strange symbols.

Yet the two did not pause here at all, pushing straight ahead because not far away several groups were lingering around, apparently making preparations. If they were targeted and killed within the confines of this ruin map, it would essentially mean dying in vain.

The Fomorians had always struck terror into the hearts of the Tuatha Dé Danann for their utter fearlessness, and as the succeeding King of the Deep Sea Giants, this trait of fearing no death was even more pronounced in the current king.

"Old Ghost Styx, I'll kill you!" Although he did not know where Ling Wu had gone, the expression of Patriarch Styx said it all. Chilu let out a roar and charged toward Patriarch Styx.

Hanyun suddenly widened his eyes, finally having a reaction. It seemed whatever was inside was about to come out.

"That is still no reason for you to strike!" Tian Buyi felt burning annoyance in his heart. If a genius like Zhang Mu were to die, the hope of his Great Bamboo Peak would be shattered once again. How could his anger not surge?