Chapter 151: The Battlefield of Golden Drum Plain

Tiannan.
State of Yue.
Yunduan Mountain Range.
At this moment, the entire mountain range was festooned with colorful lanterns and banners, and a large number of immortal cultivators were shuttling back and forth among the mountains.
"Congratulations, congratulations."
At this time, a large group of people in the Yunduan Mountain Range were gradually walking up the stairs from the mountain gate.
Guest after guest slowly made their way up the steps. Viewed from the sky, it looked as if numerous figures were continuously climbing a ladder reaching up to the heavens.
Yet she did not ask Ji Yanchi what was going on. Seeing that he was busy working, she simply sat in a chair and played with her phone.
"This is all your doing!" The Divine Son slammed a chess piece heavily onto the chessboard, staring fixedly at Gui Qing.
"......Although I have no idea what you are talking about, since you are in such urgent need of money right now, I'll just advance it to you." Giovanni's helpless voice came through the other end of the phone.
He pondered deeply, unable to tell whether the world he currently inhabited was merely a dream, and could only dig up the clues once buried deep within his memories.
Nightwing considered himself to have roamed Gotham for several years, believing there was nothing strange left in the world that could surprise him, but upon hearing about Martin's peculiarities, his mind went completely numb.
Using Hope's axe, Carl removed a portion of the wooden planks between the right wing room and the main hall, and directly machined a new door using a lathe before installing it back in place.
One must know that when the senior and junior brothers of the monastery descended the mountain to vanquish demons, they never proactively asked for monetary rewards. People would give as much as they were willing—the wealthy gave more, the poor gave less. If they were truly destitute, a bag of rice and wheat collected from all the households in the village was never to be despised.
Yet, facing Song Chi's delicate face and his soft, alluring tone, he simply could not ignore him, try as he might.
Under the threat of death, the three robbers endured their pain and emptied their pockets of everything they had. It added up to just over five hundred in cash—all of them had just robbed it, and they were about to lose it before it even grew warm in their hands.
Driving out of the urban area and onto the highway, Jiang Cheng topped up his fuel tank at a service area along the way, and sped all the way toward the provincial capital at speeds exceeding 200 kilometers per hour.
Because this matter had been botched, Gao Shuang and Ren Meng suffered severe injuries, and the development of the Lin family's ancestral residence was temporarily shelved. Lin Chong moved back in.
Li You was filled with endless emotion. If time could flow backward, he would never fall for such a malicious trick again. But the saddest thing in the world was that there were no ifs.
"Hah! You indeed have some skills, no wonder the Three Ghosts suffered losses under your command!" A handsome man's face also carried a hint of surprise, clearly not expecting Yun Longjian to be able to dodge his attack.
However, at this moment, he needed to borrow momentum. The Venerable Yanli was a new source of momentum, while this current protective barrier was another momentum with an even more deterrent effect. At least high-level Venerable experts could not destroy it, which elevated his safety to the absolute highest level. Anyone else wanting to attack him would first have to consider the consequences.
Ever since arriving on the Baolelei Continent, Yun Longjian's journey had been smooth sailing, only recently hitting a snag because of his wife's affairs. In Yun Longjian's mind, he had encountered all sorts of masters and always managed to turn misfortune into blessings, which was why he didn't find this Poisonous Phoenix Guhuo terrifying at all.
"According to my theory, rape is equivalent to robbery, while your big brother here is equivalent to a con artist committing fraud with empty white gloves..." Wang Dan said triumphantly. Before his voice even faded, he received a sharp knock on the back of his head from Li Tong.
"No!" The grey-robed old elder let out a shrill cry, struggling desperately to block it, but to no avail. In the end, under this giant hand, his breath of life slowly vanished.
"Consider yourself knowledgeable..." The perfume-laden man brushed his hair aside dismissively and struck a pose he thought was quite cool.
"What? Someone named Tian Hu is also recruiting people? When did this happen?" Jiao Ting asked. Having found Black Dragon Island, and knowing that the southern part of the island could accommodate over a hundred thousand immigrants, Jiao Ting still planned to recruit more people back in his hometown to cultivate the land.