Chapter 118: Li Guojun's Face Turned Red? It's All Ma Yulian's Fault!
From the looks of it, this restaurant truly had no share for him. And indeed, one ought to pay for one's meal! Li Guojun really couldn't afford lavish dishes of meat and fish; it was only because he thought it was his own family's establishment that he had let himself order freely.
"Let's go, Master." Mo Yi turned his head toward Venerable Qingxuan, who stood by another rope a mere five meters away.
"Hahaha, so what if it is? Who says Tongtian is our elder brother, not yours?" Dijiang laughed without the slightest restraint.
Yet that pent-up fury refused to dissipate. After much deliberation, he decided to seize Zhuang Yanlong under cover of night and convict him of a crime, hoping to claim a monumental merit. If successful, not only would his former post be restored, but even a marquisate or prime ministership would not be out of reach.
"Don't—don't come near me!" The ninja caught in Moye's gaze trembled all over, stumbling backward several steps with a panicked cry, then turned and fled without looking back.
"Old man, you seem to be in quite a good mood." Chu Yuan suddenly spoke these words.
"Limit strike!" Moye's steps shifted erratically, knees bending slightly. The next moment, his figure dissolved into a phantom and vanished once more.
"This stone forest looks rather fine—remote and seldom visited, and with the jagged rocks scattered throughout, no fierce beasts would come to disturb. It's a perfect place for seclusion in cultivation." Chu Yuan gazed at the stone forest, finding it most satisfactory.
"Focus on protecting Jiao Huang. Anyone who dares encroach upon her shall be slain without mercy." So spoke the Tian Gu Sect Master.
In the distance, in places where the great sea vessels could not be seen, the common folk could only behold that heaven-rending golden light towering into the clouds, like the immortal radiance that pours forth when the celestial realm opens its gates. In that moment, people across the land knelt upon the ground, praying devoutly in the direction of that towering golden glow.
Therefore, to prevent such an unforeseen turn of events, the four sages directly ordered the heavenly soldiers and generals under Nanji Xianweng to seize Sun Wukong.
An image appeared at the very center of the screen. In it, a black adventurer a full meter in length lurked within the tide of skeletons.
When Yan'er learned of the bond between herself and that crystal ball, she was deeply anguished. But what pained her was not that her life rested in Murong Yingxue's hands, nor that her life was under threat—it was that this bond gave Murong Yingxue a sharp weapon to control her father.
To be honest, the scar on Cecilier's face was not very noticeable, yet her mood had remained poor all along. What mattered most here was one's state of mind; without a sound mentality, one could easily plummet into an abyss of collapse.
On one side were five crimson fireballs; on the other, orbs radiating an eerie blue flame. When they met the fireball technique unleashed by Senior Sister Li, the crimson fireballs canceled themselves out, while the remaining five blazing with ghostly blue fire pierced through the barrage, merging and devouring.
However, this was their family affair, and Yang Jian could not concern himself with it. Walking up to Yu Leiyin, Yang Jian accepted the box, opened it for inspection, and upon confirming everything was in order, turned to leave.
Yang Jian pondered for a moment. Though Ao Long's words were harsh and unsparing, the reasoning was not without merit. It was just that, apart from this method, Yang Jian truly could think of no other way.
"You—don't get too cocky. I wonder how your training beyond these grounds has fared. I was just thinking of seeking your counsel, and here you are, challenging me of your own accord. Today, let me witness the fruits of your worldly cultivation." Dongmen Qi spoke with a gloomy countenance.
"Man-eater?" I could not help but repeat those three words of Dachangtong in my mind, then carefully surveyed the surroundings. I found that all around were desolate islets, encircling the area into a sealed inlet. The river water was bone-chillingly cold, with no sign of any current.