Volume 1, Chapter 54: Changed

This old man, whom Sisoari referred to as Mr. Bu, bore a striking resemblance to the old fellow who used to supply human corpses to the Fuyu Holy Sect back in Lijiang City.

"Of course not. If you don't believe me, you can ask Xiaowen; the two of us are completely innocent," Liu Zili said.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhang Hu hurriedly stood up and offered a respectful bow. Chen Feng, however, merely cupped his fists slightly.

Having been bewilderingly pushed out of the room by Bei Lingxuan, Chi Zhongtian felt quite helpless. With a bitter smile, he prepared to leave.

Had it been anyone else, even a vice mayor of Sichuan and Chongqing, a minor friction with one's son would be easy to handle. But as luck would have it, Zhou Haipeng had gone and provoked such a calamitous jinx! Could this matter truly not be settled amicably?

"Ten thousand taels," Ning Yunxiao did not hesitate. She had no money anyway; if she couldn't fleece Liyiyan, and the Peony flower was successfully won by her bid, she would simply summon the innkeeper and lay her cards on the table.

Next, she watched as he set up animal traps, fabricating the false scene of two fugitives accidentally triggering the traps and dying while fleeing. Ensuring there were no flaws whatsoever, he then placed a call to Liu Ming.

"Also, regarding the murder of Right Envoy Huo—I know this was not your doing." Cheng Fangyu first made his stance clear, raising a hand to signal toward an undisturbed table in the corner, indicating there were deeper details to be discussed in private.

Perhaps she shared the same destiny as mine, he thought to himself. Inexplicably, memories of the former Left Envoy Baishuang and Star Envoy Zhuoyan stirred in his mind—it felt precisely like that. In the end, they could even die for one another, yet that relationship remained somewhere between friendship and non-friendship. A thousand miles apart, they would not grow distant; standing close enough to touch, a sense of alienation still lingered.

The Moon Goddess Puppet, being a boss, was actually able to understand this gesture. Enraged, it roared up to the heavens and lunged fiercely toward Yang Tian.

Pulitzer bent down and fished the bottle out of the spring water. Upon closer inspection, a greenish tree branch rested within the spring—precisely one of the many offshoots of the World Tree, and the source of the barrier power protecting the City of Green Woods.

As the words fell, Yin Shaoming waved both palms, and the giant python coiled on the ground surged forward, winding and slithering while stirring up a violent storm.

For the next period of time, Su Jiu basically stayed within the mansion, spending her days accompanying Yun Yue. As for the academy, Su Jiu's avatar was already stationed there, so there was no need for her to make the trip.

Consequently, although the totem secret arts of the Southern Frontier were all rooted in the *Classic of Root Induction*, they manifested in two distinct variations.

Iron Blade Battle Song did not hesitate any longer. Drawing his long spear, he charged directly toward his opponent. At the same time, Ye Kong raised his head and slowly removed his mask. This was a moment he had awaited for far too long.

Of course, the primary reason remained the imperial edict and personal will of Yang Guang—something Yang Hao currently found impossible to resist under any circumstances.

Feeling the soft, delicate hand within his own, Yang Hao suddenly recalled another pair of hands, and he could not help tightening his grip slightly, seemingly making a silent comparison in his mind.

"Lu Qi, pay attention. There might be antidotes hidden within this tree," Muye's voice echoed in his mind.

Even under such circumstances, they still chose not to retreat, which left the Death Beasts somewhat panicked. They possessed an endless supply of low-level Death Beasts to throw into the meat grinder, but if this frontline defense proved entirely unbreakable, they truly saw no point in continuing such persistent resistance.

Wanwan smiled again, remaining silent. She closed her eyes and began to chant softly. After a minute or two, Wanwan opened her eyes, extended her index finger, and gestured to Geng Daliang. Waiting until Geng Daliang leaned over, she tapped him gently between the eyebrows before withdrawing her hand.

Mei Xueling had also been looking for an opportunity to clear the air with Tang Zhaoran, so this timing worked out perfectly.

Although the majority were traitors duped by the deities into seeking a path to rise above the masses, there must have been a small minority who genuinely pursued their childhood dreams, right?

I first glanced at the man in front of me, who was being healed by Xuanai, and then looked at the boy band waiting in line behind.

Although Geng Xian had asked Bi Mu for some gold coins when they parted ways, parting with those two hundred gold coins still made Geng Long's heart ache slightly.

Perhaps because the others had never truly accepted Geng Long, Dragon Shadow's persuasion this time failed to win everyone's approval. Divergences began to emerge, and various team members started picking at Geng Long's flaws, successively condemning Dragon Shadow for bringing Geng Long into the team in the first place.

Day after day, they remained inseparable, eating, drinking, and sleeping together—a sight that left the villagers somewhat astonished. They would curl up together on a single large bed and fall asleep the moment they lay down. They devoured their meals ravenously, devoid of any gentlemanly pretense, their appetites wide open and consuming twice their usual portions.

"Oh right, Boss, I used thirteen Emperor Coins. Once I earn them back, I will definitely return them to you twofold," Yang Honghong hurriedly handed the remaining Emperor Coins over to Xia Haoxuan.

After all, regardless of the circumstances, this was a peak Tier 7 Martial Emperor powerhouse; he could not afford to waste such harvested energy.

The bell rang naturally. This was not the time of a Holy War, yet at that instant, the bloodthirsty and bellicose factor within the heart of every dark creature was instantly ignited. This was a bell deeply etched into the depths of their souls; once it tolled, it signified the beginning of a true Holy War.

Clearly, they would hold nothing back, nor did they harbor any notion of single combat. Their sole objective was to suppress and obliterate the formidable enemy in the shortest time possible, and then press on to conquer the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.

Witnessing this scene of Du Yi—completely devoid of his usual decisive and ruthless demeanor—the sniper moved his lips, twitching them imperceptibly. He refrained from speaking of the other scene he had witnessed, fearing that Du Yi might direct his anger toward him as well.

The assassin carefully scrutinized the figure. His appearance was utterly ordinary, and though he wore a smiling expression, the assassin felt a creeping sense of hair-raising dread deep within. This person was supremely dangerous.

Seeing Lisa's inquiring gaze, Noxia had no choice but to explain the terrifying nature of the War Treant.