Volume 1, Chapter 132: She Weighs Heavily on My Mind

"Forget it," Shen Chaowu said. "Just take two lashes from me and call it even."

She truly felt as though Shen Xingchen was on the verge of shattering.

Shen Xingchen’s mouth twitched.

"No way. Give me the phone; call him again." He gritted his teeth, determined that even if he had to spend his final breath, he would extract those eighty million from Shen Yanzhou’s pocket.

He knew exactly why Shen Yanzhou had hung up so quickly.

I was sleeping soundly when, for some unknown reason, a harsh, grating noise pierced my ears.

The situation returned to a stalemate where neither side dared to act rashly. However, Zhang Bao, now fully aware of the enemy’s movements, did not adopt a static strategy. Once the formation was stabilized, he ordered his house guards to maneuver according to the natural flow of the military array, gradually closing in toward the center, ready to reap the lives of the enemy.

This was also why the Mist-Hidden Sect, despite having that Spirit-Dan stage ancestor, was still classified as a low-level mission and never even merited a mention in the briefing.

At such a critical juncture, the Master of the Holy Domain had only stepped in once at the very beginning to deflect the Divine Lord of Solar Thunder, after which there had been no further movement. No one knew what the Master of the Holy Domain was thinking now.

"Doing laundry. Does that really need explaining? How boring." He looked at Zhan Wuxin as if he were an idiot, then lifted the basin in his hand, which still contained a few articles of clothing.

Li Xiang’s body moved like a leaping carp; with a sudden contraction and a pause, he opened his mouth wide and let out a roar, a massive wave of sound exploding outward.

Gently shaking his hand toward the wood-attribute spirit threads scattered beside him, a second wave of spiritual pressure surged from the youth's body, blocking the highly toxic spiritual energy and keeping it away from both of them.

Brother Fei ignored them and turned to look at me, spreading his hands. "What did I tell you? See, was I wrong?" After saying this, he sat up straight, turned the ignition, made a sharp turn, and amidst a chorus of curses, nudged the car aside, finally clearing the way for everyone.

"Mother, are you praising me? Aren't you worried? Aren't you going to scold me?" Xiao Yueye reached out and handed her the jade pendant.

"..." Gao Zhinan was speechless. She shot Caixia a glare, but ultimately could only pick up her tea to drink, easing her embarrassment.

For items such as these, an ordinary exorcist would be overjoyed and treat them as priceless treasures if they possessed even one; unlike him, who treated them with the indifference of someone eating or drinking water.

Isn't that exactly what happened to my cheapskate father? Forcibly imbued with power by you lot, he could only evolve from then on by devouring the strength of others, neither human nor ghost.

The demonized man's face had returned to normal; apart from being somewhat pale, he was indistinguishable from an ordinary person. Only the demonic aura lingering about him made him seem somewhat strange.

Since she dared to have someone lure Xu Shu over, she had no intention of leaving herself an escape route. At worst, it was just death; the entire Jiang clan had already been scattered and lost anyway.

And so, while Geng Xiang was setting a trap for Fan Jinhua, Fan Jinhua was simultaneously setting one for him.

Seeing that Mu Feiyu was slow to rise, Su Lejing ignored him and turned to leave without the slightest hesitation. Su Lejing did not have the spare time to tutor a Golden Core stage disciple in the art of alchemy.

I raised my hand to check my wristwatch. Twenty minutes had passed, and Brother Long still hadn't given me a definite answer.

Although he had a fair degree of certainty about overcoming the crisis, at this point, failure was clearly more likely than success.

I accompanied Li Chengmin as we walked north. When we passed by Yu Shan and the others, Li Chengmin stopped and looked at him.

Seeing Wu Feixu’s overwhelming strength, Xue Wuhen felt his fighting spirit erupt uncontrollably, yet upon considering the gap in their cultivation levels, it slowly subsided.

At this moment, Zhou You was continuously manipulating the Shennong Cauldron, as the aura of the Heaven and Earth Furnace within it gradually dissipated.