Chapter 33: Erya’s Tearful Plea

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“What my sister said is exactly what I wanted to say! Whatever your purpose, put it out in the open. But on one condition: it must not damage the reputation of the Marquis of Anning’s household!” Situ Yang’s words rang out with force, and he supported Situ Jiao without the slightest hesitation.

Xi Yu was beginning to feel hungry and could no longer worry about the saying that one’s mouth became short after eating another’s food, or that one’s hands became soft after accepting another’s gifts. The moment the food was placed in his hands, he began cracking the seeds, spitting the shells recklessly onto the main road. When he heard the commotion, he craned his neck to take a look as well.

“Who are you?” The black-armored man stared at the youth who had appeared out of nowhere, his wariness at its peak. The young man gave him an overwhelming sense of danger.

A vast black shadow descended from above. Two enormous claws braced themselves against the roof, and a three-story tavern collapsed with a thunderous roar. Beneath the stomp of a massive foot, the bluestone pavement of the street ahead split apart and sank deeply. The pedestrians and carriages beneath the claws were crushed into bloody pulp, and rivulets of blood wound their way down the street like a river.

Later, after getting drunk, Mei Yunchen mistakenly believed that he had violated Han Jingyao. Just as he was overcome with shame and preparing to ask the Han family for her hand in marriage, news came that the Han family had married Han Jingyao to the already-designated Crown Prince, the future Healthy Emperor. That was not all. Through the covert guards, he learned that the marriage had been arranged so hastily because Han Jingyao was pregnant.

Believing that nothing dared provoke him, Xi Yu had long since stopped searching everywhere for caves or climbing into the branches of trees to sleep. Once night fell, he simply spread out his bundle and lay down wherever he pleased. Even snakes, insects, rats, and ants kept their distance from him, and lying beside the fire kept him warm enough.

It was difficult for everyone to imagine whether the Four Realms could truly stop this calamity if the armies of Hell were commanded by someone and fully prepared.

Gao Wu’s sturdy, powerful thigh suddenly rose above his own head, whipping up a fierce gale.

“Nothing.” Yun Qingxue shook her head. In the end, she endured the impulse to tell Yun Ye about seeing Lan Xuechen in the Divine Realm.

The young man’s face still seethed with indignation, but he nevertheless closed his mouth. Yet if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, why had he not intervened?

Black lightning suddenly erupted from He Jun’s eyes, while demonic energy surged around his entire body. He looked like an unrivaled demon god.

Brilliant and dazzling, the heat wave was as scorching as the sun falling from the sky. One wave followed another, layering upon itself until it seemed like a thousand towering waves.

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The soldiers’ inspection was not excessive. They merely observed Mu En and Alice without laying a hand on them. Another soldier was also conducting a simple inspection of their carriage.

Jian Shen was both shocked and solemn. He could not understand how Jian Xiong had suddenly been injured after entering Junior Brother Kuai’s battle formation. Then, seeing the patch of utter darkness across Jian Xiong’s chest, he suddenly thought of something.

Downstairs in the main hall, the members of the Sun family were gathered together, discussing something. Besides the Sun family, several other people were present as well.

Sun Wukong suppressed Jiren, his hands moving strangely as they transformed into countless fist shadows that surged endlessly like an unstoppable river.

At that very moment, Ye Di’s icy voice suddenly resounded, booming like thunder.

One had to understand that throughout the entire Peerless Dynasty, even the supreme cultivation of a Holy Land’s sect master amounted to no more than this.

Black radiance slammed into the barrier, forcibly tearing open a huge rift. On the other side lay one of the undead army’s bases.

“Haha, practicing again? Yi Tian, it seems you really are destined to die!” Jian Shen’s gloomy face was now as cold as frost. In an instant, he swept forward like a whirlwind and struck toward Yi Tian with a palm as violent as a storm.

Madam Leng was still somewhat worried about her son, but when she saw that he was not throwing a tantrum and was instead obediently staying in his bedroom, her heart relaxed considerably.

Besides, he was not lacking in cultivation resources at present: four Qi-Gathering Pills, one Foundation Establishment Pill that he could not yet use, and a universe pouch filled to the brim with spirit stones.

That said, Shangguan Zhi clearly noticed that Murong Xue’s gaze remained fixed on Chen Yang whenever she spoke.

Surely a person like that could not possibly conceal his aura and hide within an enemy sect, could he?

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“I’ll start the fire.” Su Zhaozhao had seen an earthen stove before but had never used one, so she decided to observe first and avoid making a mess in her haste.

Although he did not understand the origins and workings of this wicked technique as thoroughly as Ye Shu, Yan Changlan had experienced countless battles. After dodging only two attacks, he was able to determine with precision that Hu Han’s strength had tripled.

Ever since Xu Tu returned from Changxing County, Han Zhang had followed him the entire way. The town magistrate’s younger brother was familiar with Xu Tu and paid little attention, but Han Zhang observed him throughout the journey and became increasingly convinced that something about Xu Tu was strange.

A single Six-Ding Profound Shield Talisman had consumed several tenths of his magical power and spiritual strength. Tomorrow, he still had to escort the crimson crystal ore back to his clan, and bandits seeking cultivation resources might appear. He needed to recover as quickly as possible.

“Lord Zhao, you are magnanimous. Let this matter go,” Qing Shanhe urged helplessly after much deliberation.

This explosion had certainly been arranged in advance by the people from Mount No Return. How could he fail to see that this platform was a hundred times more ingenious than merely absorbing the power he did not understand? How could it possibly have exploded because of that power?

His thoughts had already returned to the Golden Tree Secret Realm of his memories—to the sword intent that person had displayed that day.

“What do you think? Doesn’t he look exactly like that dull, simple-minded ox-herding boy?” Tang Haoran glanced at Zhang Yang and said.

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