Chapter 45: Ah Bao: The Grudge of Stealing My Sister Is Irreconcilable!

"Uncle, what you said earlier about teaming up with Uncle Anan to beat up my old dad, do you do that often?" Long Haochen asked, opening his big eyes and looking at A-Bao with curiosity.

A-Bao hurriedly denied, "Haochen, your uncle was just casually speaking, don't take it seriously!"

"The Mad Battle God Anan fighting with Long Xingyu was just sparring, that has nothing to do with me."

However, his panicked expression seemed to Haochen like a protestation of guilt, and he simply could not believe his uncle.

Ximen Ding's face fell a little. Having his own swordsmanship so bluntly dismissed made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Exorcism Taoist, your Taoist arts are indeed extremely brilliant. But do you think that destroying a physical body means you have killed me?"

Suddenly, he became rather anxious, hurriedly hailing a taxi to rush over. Yet, with Beijing's heavy traffic at the moment, no amount of anxiety was of any use; in such a short while, there was simply no way to reach the company.

Ye Feifan thought to himself, how could anything have gone wrong? Apart from failing to absorb the immortal energy within the restriction, Yue Gaohuang had achieved almost all of his objectives.

Today was different, however. Helian Zhen could clearly perceive a joyful expression on the face of the servant responsible for delivering his meals; even the usually pitifully meager dishes now included a chicken leg. Yet, this preferential treatment did not bring Helian Zhen the slightest bit of joy.

Mu Qing was slightly startled upon hearing this. From these words, he naturally thought of Mr. Su, who had once conversed with Princess Nihuang under the corridor on the first day of the grand election. Yet, as the Master of the Jiangzuo Alliance and the universally renowned Qilin talent, the reason he had come to the city of Jinling now was none other than the struggle for the succession.

It was indeed early. The moment she opened her eyes and discovered that the person guarding her side was not her dear Helian Quan, she bristled with anger and chased the scent all the way here.

Ye Feifan never imagined that Old Ancestor Wuyou's last remaining shred of soul would break free from his control and explain everything to Lin Meng.

The sweet and mellow taste of honey and milk seemed to linger still between her lips and teeth. Zhen Jiabao let out a comfortable sigh, and immediately remembered that she was still angry with Helian Quan.

Though unaware of what was bizarre about the door, seeing that it was already open, the incarnation of the Buddha gave it no further thought and stepped directly inside. The Great Wisdom Heart Mother Buddha paused for a moment, wearing an inexplicable smile.

"Is this the Primordial Purple Qi? Such a profoundly heavy feeling indeed!" Li Yan looked up at the dense purple qi pressing down almost directly upon his head, saying with some excitement.

Words like "country-toppling and city-ruining" were not enough to describe her beauty; untainted by the mortal dust, flawless and immaculate, as though she belonged to another world altogether—that was her true essence.

Days later, not only had all the hundred-odd soul vortices on the fifth tier been thoroughly explored by Wu Yan, but every single guardian spirit within them had been entirely devoured and refined by his Primordial Spirit.

Prompted by her remark, we took note that starting from the edge of the pit, the stiffened parts of these corpses gradually elevated. By the time one reached the stone platform in the middle, they would likely be entirely rigid without decaying into skeletal white bones. In other words, that central stone platform was the very center of the corpse-raising ground.

The entirely different architectural style gave him a refreshing sensation. Magnificent and grandiose palaces and pavilions could be seen everywhere, and the streets were flat and wide.

Wu Yan below remained silent for a moment before finally uttering a piece of news that made Heavenly Star Sovereign tremble all over.

Come to think of it, we could already see from the stone architecture here that their craftsmanship was truly not very ingenious. As old man Ding had said, they had only just learned to smelt bronze wares; how could they possibly create an intricately ingenious secret door?

"It doesn't matter, I'll go lure more! I'll go lure a few more of my kind over!" Regarding Li Yan's words, Yang Li took it as mere modesty and said with excitement.

The golden-robed youth's eye sockets twitched violently. Leaving aside Duan Xiong's suppressing presence across all directions, truthfully speaking, he was indeed in the wrong regarding this matter.