Chapter 66

Xiao Yi opened it without any hesitation, and the moment it was opened, a sharp arrow shot out fiercely.

After Wei Xingfeng submitted the memorial requesting to restore Dannian to her rightful position as his primary wife, it sank like a stone in the ocean, without even making a ripple for a long time.

Yi Caixia walked over to inspect the object, shouting some explanations to Nuozhuang, and then turned back to look suspiciously at Yang Bin and Nai Win. Perhaps because Yang Bin appeared both calm and bewildered, Yi Caixia's suspicious gaze locked onto Nai Win, who looked rather flustered after being held at gunpoint.

"Two weeks? Wouldn't that already be rotten—" Yin Lu stopped mid-sentence, suddenly understanding Mr. Yan's meaning, and said no more.

Ah Mei knew what would happen next: the bound spirit would be ignited by the blue ghost fire, and then burned to ashes amidst piercing, ghostly shrieks.

Yan Ningyi was taken aback on the spot. Disregarding her blushing face, she hurriedly reached out to check his beast soul.

Seeing Ye Qianfeng leap up onto the top of the residential houses, the twenty young cultivators at both ends of the alley did not give chase. Instead, they stood below, bursting into the most derisive laughter imaginable.

"It's because of this. You all fear the village where I live," Li Muyu asked.

I quietly looked at Zhang Guohua, and Zhang Guohua also pointed his gun at me, his deep eyes filled with hatred staring fixedly at me.

Over the past few days, each of them periodically checked whether they could enter Tu Ning's residence, until this very day.

Thus, this unlucky black bear ultimately could not escape its fate and ended up with an iron hoop fitted around its head.

There was no other particular reason; it was mainly because this child was quite plump and looked like a New Year picture doll, bearing no resemblance to a demon king.

I truly... felt a desire to cry without tears in my heart. Right now, I somewhat regretted leaving Cangyu Village in such a hurry back then; I should have thoroughly questioned that high priest about the procedures for the netherworld.

"Finally gone. Following me around all the time was utterly annoying," Xie Risheng said, watching Wan'er run away in tears, feeling a sense of relief.

When I shouted out, they finally quieted down, though their occasional glances at each other remained filled with disdain.

After saying these words, he left. However, the detached smile he wore when facing Lin Xiuxiu gradually faded, leaving only a burning pain deep in his heart.

After adjusting some of the dosages, Buyi started refining again. Before long, she succeeded once more, and then she used the appraisal technique, discovering that she had successfully produced top-grade healing medicine and restorative potions.

The various demons of Lion Camel Ridge had long been accustomed to eating human flesh, and upon seeing a village of several hundred households by the Tongtian River, their appetites were immediately whetted.

At that moment, the monster opposite, whose entire body was covered in eyes, suddenly opened its mouth. There were eyes on its tongue as well, making anyone's skin crawl at first glance—truly bizarre.

Who would have thought that the "disciple" whom Nanyanzi cherished in his heart would act as if he hadn't heard a word, continuing to strike heavily and unhesitatingly against that large bell again and again? "Boom, boom..." The melodious bell tolls rose and fell, rolling out grandly one after another and enveloping the entire mountain peak.

The sky began to brighten gradually. The morning sun rose, scattering flecks of golden radiance, and a thin layer of mist draped the entire jungle in a golden gauze, possessing a hazy and distinctive charm.

A shooting star flashed across the vast starry sky, its brilliant light piercing the firmament and reflecting in the old man's eyes. The old man's hazy face slowly turned toward Ye Yu and uttered two words: "Heavenly Chaos."

He had never been separated from his mother for such a long time since he was born. Whenever his mother went anywhere, she always took him with her. But why wasn't she taking him this time?

Hearing Yue Longtian put it this way, Sun Daomin no longer insisted. He then called out his household servant, asking her to tidy up the backyard, move all the potted plants and other items to the sides, and clear out the space.

He had never imagined that someone would stand up for him, nor had he ever thought that being protected by others would stir such excitement in his heart.

"It's true, he really was rescued by someone, I'm definitely not lying to you!" Xiang Lai felt a bit panicked. Qingyi was indeed lost, but whether this loss meant life or death, he himself had no idea—he could only pray to the heavens that he was still alive.

"We've already notified them, but we haven't been able to get in touch with the deceased's husband, Chu Tianxiong," Feng Tao replied.

Because everyone was looking at Gong Shiqin at that moment, everyone except Di Baobao witnessed this scene.

"Ten thousand?" Looking at Wang Youde's raised finger, Principal Wang began to feel that his question was somewhat redundant.

Even if they could fight their way back, all their property, including their families left behind in the tribe, probably wouldn't amount to much.

The problem, however, was that these people completely failed to anticipate that Nanshan would intentionally leave the thirty thousand troops he brought stationed at the border unused, sending only a small force of city management troops to infiltrate various Yellow Turban camps, posing as trusted subordinates of the "Grand Preceptor" to secretly gather manpower.

They had already been quite puzzled and found it utterly unbelievable. At this moment, they all looked at each other somewhat blankly, appearing quite innocent.

Qiming Peak was already shrouded in a white light barrier. At the foot of the mountain, however, dozens of Tianyin Sect disciples dressed in tight black outfits were jointly attacking one of the formations.

In an instant, three figures in the air intertwined as they crossed paths. Many people couldn't even trace the trajectories of their attacks; only those with formidable power could discern that Feng Lenyue had maintained the upper hand throughout the battle, relentlessly suppressing both the Blood Demon Sect Master and the Yinsha Sect Master.

"Master... I'm sorry, I never imagined you would still be toiling over my affairs." Thinking of this, Ouyang Shan's voice choked slightly.

However, what was even more regrettable was that even if Nanshan knew this rumor—which circulated only in private—was most likely true, he would probably be able to do nothing more than gaze at the ocean and sigh.

Fang Lang narrowed his eyes and sensed carefully. He could clearly perceive the presence of outward-projecting Qi resting on Biscuit's index finger.

Gu Yun, clad in silver battle armor, seemed to step forth from amidst the lightning, accompanied by a rumbling thunderclap. Fine bolts of lightning also crackled across his silver armor, truly exuding a presence akin to thunder and lightning itself.