Volume 1, Chapter 34: Provoking Those Who Should Not Be Provoked

The soldier called David handed his firearm to the man beside him, drew a dagger from his thigh sheath, and muttered something to Luo Xin.

Mingjing followed Ling Jingshan into the great tent. "Do you think Qin Qing has gone to see Meng Sitong already?" Qin Qing had departed three days before them, and traveling light, she surely must have arrived by now.

However, doing so in full view of everyone was not ideal. Moreover, she was worried about Yang Mufeng’s injuries—though he was a master of elixirs himself, it was inconvenient for him to treat his own wounds.

While Ye Chen was in meditation, Sheng Xueqing taught Luo Xin and Dahai three basic techniques, focusing their training on support-type arts.

Watching the cold and aloof Emperor Wugou suddenly transform into a childish chatterbox, Huo Xue held her breath and quickly piled several dishes into his bowl to shut him up.

Guo Shuai glanced at Huang Zhongkan and gave a slight nod, a silent greeting between old friends who had no need for formalities.

It was the season for candied haws. As soon as Fusu stepped out of the tavern, he felt a sudden pang of hunger and bought a skewer to eat.

The group hurried to the outer room, only to see Lian San and Lian Si carrying Ah Li’s belongings into the house.

Seeing that the time was right, Mingjing stood up to change into comfortable clothes, preparing to head to the kitchen. She left Minghao behind to watch the children and attend to Mayina.

Feng Chen was also at a loss for words. Although he possessed a fairly detailed map, it only covered the territories of the Tianqiong Empire.

That afternoon, everyone received invitations once again! What was happening? The previous commotion hadn’t even settled, and now this?

No, that couldn't be right—she had already used the golden talisman paper before. Had he recognized her?

If one looked closely, they would see that the substance was formed by the constant stacking and fusion of bizarre skeletal remains, perhaps mutated and spreading endlessly under the catalytic energy of the two spheres.

Old Mother Gu turned to look at the crossroads at the foot of the mountain. Her vision blurred, and as she thought of the two children she had birthed, a faint smile slowly touched her lips.

It turned out that for the past two days, for some unknown reason, dark clouds had gathered over the Luoxu Sect every night, casting a gloomy and unsettling aura.

Gu Moyan remained silent. Just then, hearing a clamor from the street, he stood up and walked to the window to look down.

Although the two were priced the same on the market, the difference in strength was immediately apparent. If alchemy weapons were rare, then spirit-inscribed alchemy weapons were priceless and unavailable.

After a few exchanges, Feng Chen noticed their flaws becoming increasingly obvious. While trading blows with a mercenary, he sent the man flying with a punch.

Madame Guo had gone to great lengths to recruit the Li family to deal with the Yan family; now, she would finally taste the sting of being bitten back.

She tried to rise but aggravated her wound, letting out a sharp cry of pain before collapsing back into bed.

Sun Wukong had barely left when Tang Sanzang looked nervously at the black clouds in the distance. It seemed the Bull Demon King had discovered the theft of the water-repelling golden beast. What was to be done now?

However, even if it were a trap, no matter how brilliant the Second Master’s strategy was, he still needed a crew with strong execution to carry it out.

"Damn it, is there a flood?" The immortals and bodhisattvas jumped into the air in a panic, taking refuge on the auspicious clouds of Samantabhadra.

"Heh, that is a statement worth hearing." The elder of the Xuanqi Sect nodded, acknowledging the remark.

Lu Yu did not let the opportunity pass. He pressed down on Baroque’s neck and drove the blade into his forehead, strike after strike.

The other youths were equally excited, already beginning to discuss which instruments they wished to learn.

Liang Wu was incredibly clever and would never let the other party discover he was tailing them. With his soul realm being superior to theirs, shadowing them was simple.

"Insolent! With so many of us Demon Kings arrayed here, how can a mere demon monk be so arrogant and act as he pleases!" The Lizard Demon King leaped out, rebuking Tang Sanzang righteously.

"Do not worry about me." I gave her a faint smile, leaned against the wall, and closed my eyes to rest, waiting for Borjigit's audience.

This was currently the only flying mount pet that could be obtained in large quantities among the peaks. Once this pet was widely tamed, it would signal the arrival of the era of aerial warfare.

Dian Feng locked his eyes on Ye Qingtian. As he crossed paths with the Thunder Spirit Immortal King, he threw a punch into the void.

"Huo Zhengluo, what kind of attitude is that? Stop right there!" Huo Yize could not bear to see Tong Mei mistreated; his expression grew stern and his words sharp.

It was the middle of the night—even if someone were calling me, it shouldn't be Li Feiyang! What could he possibly want at such an hour?

Qiu Mei was beyond negotiation. She spat out two words and then attempted to slam the door shut with brute force.

I went outside and leaned over the staircase, from where I could see everything below. If that old monster came, I would be the first to know.

In an instant, time seemed to freeze. I stared blankly ahead, unable to find the words to speak for a long time.

Qiangzi’s complexion darkened, his face clearly reading the words "How did you know?" though he did not voice them.

Listening to Pang Xian’s eloquent narration, the group felt a natural sense of longing. Such mythical fairylands held an immense attraction for those who cultivated the Dao.

The Nanji Mountains were vast; even the entirety of Nandu City was but a drop in the ocean compared to them.

When the time came, they could consider transforming all of their Heavenly Origin spiritual treasures into mid-grade divine pupil weapons.

As for the railway and the compensation for the Qilin Army, those matters would require more detailed discussion.

"Brother Mu, that disciple of the Heaven-Earth Xuan Gate has already left. Your mission is complete; let us take our leave now." Zhang Yi said to Mu Tiange, not even glancing at the Black Dragon and the others.

These words drew a chorus of laughter. Truly, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger; Yang Can likely had no idea how difficult alchemy truly was.