Chapter 39

"Ling'er, why, why did you let that Fire Heart Ganoderma escape?" Chen Yun stared wide-eyed. He had noticed that Ye Ling made no attempt to stop the herb from fleeing, and his heart was bleeding! That was a King of Herbs! And not just an ordinary one! To let it get away like that—well, it hadn't actually escaped yet.

Since the people from the Immortal Realm had captured Mu Qingzhu, they must be trying to lure him there. Therefore, they likely wouldn't harm her in the short term.

The palm energy weaved and crisscrossed, radiating red and blue hues. The red was as vibrant as fire, as if to incinerate the heavens, while the blue was like a vast, surging ocean. Though these two forces were diametrically opposed, they constantly merged, yielding power several times greater than a single palm strike.

"Understood, Grandpa Lu. I will do as you say. I must ensure Yang Xudong never finds peace for all eternity." When Tang Qianqian spoke these words, her voice turned chillingly cold. Hearing this, the old man felt extremely satisfied, and a hideous smile spread across his wrinkled face.

Although they had witnessed various extraordinary feats from Chen Yufeng, the forces behind those two were terrifyingly powerful.

This was comparable to the Life Qi within Yang Cong's body, though Yang Cong mused that the recovery ability of the Three Thousand Burning Flames was likely inferior to the Life Qi, albeit not by much.

Hearing Aseline's words, Nie Feng muttered to himself: "To think that 'where there is oppression, there is resistance' is such a popular phrase, even known by someone in this alternate world. It seems Marx and Engels can finally rest in peace."

The spear radiance from just a moment ago contained the power of the Sacred Path, which even he found astonishing. He knew very well what Qin Ya's combat strength signified.

"Apologies, I'm late. Some matters were just too difficult to resolve." Asuna stood beside Yang Cong, wearing her Blood Oath Knights uniform, making her quite conspicuous.

"Is there really no way but to endure it?" While in the midst of his breakthrough, Mu Ziyun felt the pain of skinning and bone-crushing once again. The intensity of the agony fluctuated without pattern, tormenting his spirit.

These words made the Emperor's face flush with color again. If not for his status, he would have clapped and cheered. The officials nodded repeatedly, their eyes filled with newfound admiration and respect for Lu Zhen and the ordinary soldiers.

The group followed Fia's intuition and headed north. Passing through a village called Feiludo, Rhine and his companions inquired about Zete.

"Clang!" A thunderous sound erupted as the swords in the hands of Duyuan and Xuanyuan Duanfei clashed once more.

Cheng Xin saw Qin Ming enter and flashed a brilliant smile at him. This brought a sun-like warmth to Qin Ming, instantly dissolving the fatigue he felt from cooking.

"Since when?" Mu Ziyun turned his head to look, discovering a toad behind him. Its body transformed into an arm. It turned out there wasn't just one Black Elf here; the hateful thing was that Mu Ziyun couldn't sense their presence at all.

Having mastered the technical essentials of tennis, Qi Hao activated his mental calculation compass, rendering the court entirely three-dimensional to him.

After hearing this, Zhao Jun lowered his head in deep thought. It was indeed incredible; he couldn't believe the task he had been assigned.

"Villages outside the city? Everything within a hundred miles of Sanguan City counts as the outer city. Wouldn't these villages be a hundred miles from the inner city? How will they work every day? Run back and forth?" Zhou Wutian frowned and asked.

Eros struggled to deal with the simultaneous attacks of the three. Even for him, fighting three at once was difficult, and he was forced into a steady retreat. Furthermore, he could not reveal his identity as a member of the Dragon Clan, so he could not use his full strength.

On the return journey in the carriage, Chu Hui kept his eyes closed, feigning sleep. Huan Hua, sensing that Chu Hui was intentionally shutting himself off, felt a pang of bitterness. Annoyed, she had no desire to persuade him otherwise.

Seeing Garen’s anxious state, An Keke felt she had been too cowardly. What was it to jump into the sea? Was it not just a gamble? Turning back to look at the fire that was slowly consuming the ship, she whispered to Zhao Xin.

"My Fourth Sister is being betrothed soon. Great Aunt is looking for a suitable family. I’ll just honestly play the supporting role," Yi Ning smiled.

The eunuch sitting in the carriage beside them was anxious, incessantly wiping his sweat while checking how much longer it would take to reach the imperial palace.

It was cold outside. Xu Zhaohou wrapped her arms around herself and left. She didn't want to listen anymore; she feared the world wasn't as beautiful as she had imagined.

Later, Chu Hui told Huan Hua that the identities of the killed pursuers remained unknown, but it was clear they had been silenced.

Xu Ruojin looked at these people, and a sense of deep powerlessness welled up inside her. These people had been serving beside the Princess of Taiyin just moments ago; they must have known what had happened.

After bidding farewell to the others, Mu Qingqing stood silently to one side. Situ Moran assumed she was just saddened by the departure and directly took the crystal-clear inner core and placed it in his mouth.

The mountain breeze blew again. The weather was still somewhat sultry, and in the woods outside, the cicadas chirped incessantly, like a thumping heartbeat.

Xia Chuching had no choice but to follow Xiao Mo. As Xiao Mo carried the suitcase toward the door, Xia Chuching walked side-by-side with him.

The five of them ignored their dignity and began to scramble for the food, casting all etiquette and manners to the wind.

Also, she usually loved wearing plain clothes, but today she wore the only red dress in her closet. Furthermore, she seemed particularly strange today. They had just met yesterday morning; how could she claim it had been such a long time?

"Not as good as President Xiao's car," Yun Moyu smiled triumphantly, feeling she had finally scored a point.

His body shuddered violently, and his eyes filled with immense shock. He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot and red as he stared at a spot above.

The path of cultivation in the Immortal Sword world seemed to coincide with this, both involving gaining insights into heaven and earth, and ultimately merging with them.

Originally, Long Teng had intended to hunt more spirit beasts in the Monster Mountain Range. However, the essence blood of these beasts now held no significance for him. He remembered how he had once fought tooth and nail just to obtain it.