Chapter 32
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Fish were different. It was almost an instinct born into her: she was not afraid of them, but whenever one drew near, her first impulse was to kill it.
“Hua Weiluò!” Zhi Shan turned around in irritation, glaring fiercely at her with a pair of deep, shadowed eyes.
“Heh heh, none of you recognized me?” The mustached man suddenly asked them with a beaming smile, his voice clear and familiar.
“It is nothing. I suddenly remembered that there might be something wrong with the memorial scheduled for the next batch.” Baili Huang casually offered an excuse.
His skill was exceptional as well. He controlled his strength with perfect precision, and every cut was exact. After years with the Brocade Guards, he was more than familiar with techniques involving skinning and dismemberment. Anyone else would have caused far more pain and made it much harder to endure. Even if thrown into a pit, he would still fight back.
“The Marshal has already stormed the Sword Sect. Unlike you, he needs someone from the Sword Sect to guide him up the mountain. Elder Chi’s return means that the people of the Slaughter Immortal Sect have successfully reached the Sword Sect,” Han Feibai said with a smile. Yet both the Sword Sect Master and the cold-faced man clearly already knew what he meant.
“All right, Lord Nine Ministers. Let me bandage your wound first, or Miss Su will feel sorry for you again later.” Hua Xiaoluo tore off a corner of his clothing and made as if to clean the wound for him.
At that moment, their posture truly made Nalan nervous. In particular, although the man’s desire was concealed beneath their clothes, she could still sense it. That immediate, physical awareness made Nalan once again unable to face Hongli.
The wooden hut was dark and disorderly. When the light from the doorway streamed inside, every step I took stirred clouds of dust. It seemed that no one had lived there for a long time. After searching inside for a while, Sun-Moon Concubine emerged with disappointment written across her face.
Lu Shuangyang crouched down as well. More precisely, this could no longer be called a corpse—it was a skeleton. Not a trace of flesh remained, and the head was nothing more than a complete skull.
Liu Tuo took a map from the storage compartment in the third row and third column of the Dragon Fungus Bureau. It showed the distribution of monsters throughout the Dragon Martial Empire. The disciples of the Dragon Fungus Bureau had compiled it from their investigations, and it was available for visiting disciples to consult.
Beforehand, Liu Zhi had told Wu Zheng that in today’s battle, victory was permitted but defeat was not; they were to fight a hard battle rather than win too quickly, and kill with a single move rather than press their opponent relentlessly. The battle had to end at noon.
Wusheng’s body trembled violently. Every scale on him stood on end, sparks flew in all directions, yet he still could not withstand that overwhelming pressure.
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After seeing the complete Supreme Yang Essence Refinement Art, Tu Xuanzhong regretted everything bitterly. No wonder people said that true masters had no desires or demands—cultivation, as it turned out, came at a price.
Besides, none of the items here looked particularly appealing. Although they were quite old and could technically be considered antiques, antiques of such poor quality were practically worthless.
Ruan Daxiong hurriedly shook his head. “How could I? How could I possibly dislike her? No matter what, Shuiyan is my wife. Father, when will she return?”
At that moment, Hu Bayi came over to Qin Junxi’s side. Looking at the things inside the bag, he spoke uncertainly.
“Thank you, Your Majesty.” She nodded in thanks. At that moment, her heart held more than gratitude; it was filled with a tangled mass of complicated emotions.
“That man is my friend. I am going down to take a look.” Qin Tian glanced at Gu Manyan beside him and spoke.
Wan Jianyi, Tianchengzi, Daoxuan, and the others remained utterly silent, yet the atmosphere in the hall grew increasingly oppressive.
The three Azure Bird sisters were deeply disappointed by this. As the people closest to the Queen Mother of Yaochi, they had eaten no small number of Immortal Peaches. As for the Ginseng Fruits, when the Queen Mother once held the Grand Peach Banquet, Zhen Yuanzi had offered several of them, and the Queen Mother of Yaochi had bestowed one upon the three sisters to share.
Hearing Qin Tian say this, Ruth’s expression tightened. Could that man be playing twenty-one? An ominous premonition suddenly arose in her heart.
After arriving, they gave Gu Yuntao a thorough examination. Once it was complete, they said that the report would not be available for another three days.
“You certainly think highly of yourself. Do you believe that without you, we would be unable to break this formation? You are mistaken. I can break it myself.” Qin Tian cast a淡淡 glance at Fang Cheng.
The afternoon sunlight fell upon her fair and beautiful face. Her eyes were bright, her teeth gleamed like pearls, and her beauty was captivating.
That was the foundation of Ximen Gan’s arrogance—and likewise, the reason he could move unhindered through Ghost God City.
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At the foot of a towering sword-shaped mountain not far away, a blue-robed, white-haired man wearing a cloak was roused from his slumber by the auras of Tai Xuan and the others.
Ten minutes before class began, the students saw a group of school leaders, along with the teachers from the Electronic Games Department, file into the classroom. Perhaps they had expected there would be no seats, because they had even brought their own plastic stools.
“Mother, I’m just as well-behaved as Tutu and Niuniu. When the time comes, we’ll sit quietly to one side and watch. I’m so clever that once I learn, I’ll even be able to teach you to read,” Yu Qingmei said.
“Heh heh, you carry on. I’ll head back first.” He Yuan rose to leave, then glanced around several times and noticed that only the room in the middle on the right was closed.
This meant that although the Han army had withdrawn not long after the fighting began, it made little difference to the Wolf Guards who had charged at the forefront. They had already collided with the enemy before the opposing forces retreated.
No, that was impossible! Zhang Zhiping immediately rejected the idea. If Number One were a Nascent Soul expert, why would things have become so troublesome? He could simply have pushed straight through, leaving them unable even to send out a message. Then what was the truth? Zhang Zhiping immediately realized that Number One was probably a sea beast that had taken a Shape-Changing Pill and assumed human form ahead of time.
The Heavenly Secret Master refuted the Moon Spirit Fairy’s opinion without hesitation. Yet his words were reasonable. Although he had complete confidence in Daoist Tai Xuan, if such a vast Immortal Alliance did not even have a single Deity Transformation cultivator stationed there, it would inevitably cause tremendous chaos.
She rushed forward, seized Du Tong by the lapel, and screamed, “You’re lying!”
Du Tong said coldly, “Whether I am lying or not, you should know the answer in your own heart.”
“I know you’re lying! Say one more word and I’ll kill you!” Ding Linglin shouted.
Du Tong sneered and suddenly struck, slashing diagonally toward Ding Linglin’s shoulder.
This “post-game reflection” did not discuss the game through the lens of human nature or good and evil. Instead, it took a different path, analyzing the game from the perspective of “human choice.”
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