53-Seat Coach

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On the surface, the Holy Light Church still maintained a fairly friendly relationship with the Huaxia cultivators, and they showed them ample respect whenever they met and exchanged greetings.

Of course, their eyes never left Yu Fan and the others. Everything else they did was merely to make the atmosphere of the banquet seem more natural and keep things from becoming too awkward.

When they reached the booth, Su Yao discovered that Tang Junyi had invited quite a few people. She had no impression of any of them, which proved that the original owner had not been close to them.

Whenever Shi Huan thought of her score from last time, she felt utterly humiliated. She had no idea how she had managed to endure it then.

The lynx’s attacks were simply too fierce. Even the enormous wild lynx found them difficult to withstand. Against an opponent far more agile than itself, every one of the giant lynx’s attacks struck empty air.

The Grandmaster’s smile remained gentle. He beckoned to Dusheng, indicating that he should come before him. Yet what he said next left Dusheng completely bewildered, and the others equally unable to understand his meaning.

He had merely been unconscious, lying in bed for several days, yet his legs had gone numb from lying there so long. He could not summon any strength at all.

The man still looked exactly as he had decades ago. At that thought, he sighed once more, taking it only for the failing of his old eyes.

He said that as long as the tracking device remained inside his body, it would be Haitang’s bargaining chip.

Though Tang Shengtian did not particularly like Yu Fan, he could still distinguish what mattered most. Without waiting for anyone else to answer, he told the bodyguards to bring the car around so they could take him to the hospital.

“You’re back... Mm...” Mo Xuan had not yet finished speaking when her tender lips were suddenly bitten. Qian Ze deliberately teased her, tightening his arms and pressing her body firmly against his own.

“Two hundred thousand people?” Su Xiancheng and Li Gongxin exchanged a glance and could not help crying out in surprise.

The next moment, the big fool took the Shattering-Origin Crossbow from a new recruit. Hatred gleamed in his eyes; all traces of his usual foolish cheerfulness had vanished. A fierce battle intent surged from him.

A girl raised in an ordinary family could never defeat one who had grown up in an orphanage. It was not that she was prejudiced against orphanages—she herself had come from one. She knew all too well what raging undercurrents lay beneath their seemingly peaceful surface.

“Greetings, Your Ladyship.” Shen Anyan inclined herself slightly, not even offering a formal bow. Quite apart from the difference in her present status, she could not feel at ease whenever she remembered what Xiao Anlan had done to her.

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Whether it was the world of those children from powerful and noble families or the world depicted by his master, both were too distant for Xu Beiyou in his present state—so distant that they seemed like a bright moon hanging in the sky. Beautiful to behold, but nothing more than that.

When he had bought those things, he had thought that if he happened to meet a fellow townsman from Jiangnan, they might come in handy. He had never expected Xixi to take a fancy to them instead.

“Japanese? What are they here for? Go ask them!” Hu Bo found it strange when he heard that and immediately addressed the guard.

The next few chapters amount to a lighter side story, exposing some phenomena this author finds contemptible. Everyone can have a laugh and move on—please do not quarrel with the author.

“I have heard a little about him. Taoist Qin’s reputation is renowned; they say he can communicate with both humans and gods.” Madam Ye was smiling as well.

Chen Nian was still scrubbing the pot and cutting board in the kitchen, completely unaware that one foot had already stepped onto the brink of danger.

Finding a random place to sit, Song Jingshu began eating the hawthorn berries she had just picked.

It seemed to be a celebratory song of the eagle clan. As Ying Jie changed, the melody took on the feeling of soaring into the heavens. “Fly, I want to sing too.” Meisha shifted in Wu Fei’s arms. How could Wu Fei have forgotten? The merfolk’s voices were the most beautiful songs under heaven. Smiling, he nodded.

“Thank you, sir. I’m fine now. Take care.” Wu Youdao answered with a smile. The old man looked him over once more, and, seeing that he truly seemed to have regained consciousness, turned and ambled away.

“A master of business!” Chen Nian hastily showered him with praise and, for good measure, sent an emoji giving a thumbs-up.

He really wanted to find out what was happening, but given Song Jingshu’s current condition, she could barely move, let alone sneak over to spy on them.

Rather than be forcibly thrown into the chaotic portal by the guards of the Kaguya Camp, it was better to pass through the stable passage atop the altar and fight for that slender chance of survival.

They must have arrived in the same era. Many houses in the countryside during this period were built in identical styles, so it was no wonder they looked alike.

Apart from that, Shen Yu truly could think of no other reason for Qiao Boyan to come looking for her.

Even without attacking, the mutated goblins would still launch a frenzied assault on the Abomination Arrow Tower before them.

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The table was covered with food, so naturally he could not put her on it. Nor could he hand her to Nan He and let him hold her. In the end, he could only take hold of her from both sides.

Since the decisive battle atop the Forbidden City, Ximen Chuixue had never found another worthy opponent. Yet after arriving in this vast world, he found masters everywhere.

To prevent her from injuring Feng Jian, Pang Zhao struck first. The Ghost-Slaying Whip appeared in an instant, and as he gripped it, the whip lengthened to more than three meters, radiating awe-inspiring might.

“Mother, you must never do that again. You frightened us all half to death, you know.” Daisy spoke with some displeasure.

The first thing this man did was ask whether I was a Shaolin disciple. Could he be a martial-world figure with a grudge against Shaolin?

Everyone below the stage was visibly stirred. Since the sect master had made such a decision, they naturally had to fight for it—and the Heaven-Piercing Sword Domain had waited far, far too long for this opportunity.

The medicinal herb seeds, along with the cloth pouch, were thrown into the herb shop, while he forcibly suppressed the urge to enter the medicinal herb garden.

Yet Yu Ming made no attempt to raise his arms defensively. Standing there with an expression that seemed almost awkwardly relaxed, he fixed his calm eyes on Li Jinming’s every movement.

“You—you’re talking nonsense!” Bao Qiang could not contain himself. He glanced at Chang Zhi, then quickly looked away again.

Seeing that Ji Niang’s aura had completely changed, Emperor Ye did not hesitate and immediately fused with the power of the Flying Tiger.

Following Meng Nuo, he awkwardly lifted the quilt, helped Nian Hui sit up, and raised his pillow.

Strictly speaking, Lin Chaofeng himself later said, when recalling the matter, that the reason he had been able to maintain such an outstanding position for so long was that he had always stayed one step ahead of everyone else.

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