Chapter 66: Grassroots Empress 16

Not to mention speaking to people in society like that, even in the classroom, Dongzi wouldn't dare raise his voice around the other students.

"Brother Tian, are you alright?" At some point, the door of the cafe was pushed open, and Fang Ziqiang came to Ye Weitian's side, asking with a hint of worry.

Since things had already progressed this far, there was no use in panicking; the most pressing task was to figure out what had happened to Yuan Ning'an.

"This Brother Fang is a disciple of the Mysterious Heaven Sect and is traveling with my nephew this time," Su Huai added.

Next, I felt a massive surge of ghostly aura directly suppress the blade soul into the Fire Meteor through my arm; then, control of my body returned to my hands, while the Fire Meteor dropped to the ground.

"Of course." Master Yao looked at his well-behaved disciple and sighed inwardly. His disciple was good at everything, except for being too honest and easily bullied.

Nanfeng had a background as a Taoist priest, so he understood spells to some extent, though he wasn't quite familiar with divine powers. However, whether divine power or spell, its essence was nothing more than the fluctuation of spiritual energy. Believing he could counter it, he didn't step in to stop it, instead choosing to watch coldly from the sidelines as the Queen Mother of the West calmly executed her divine power.

Just as Tianyuanzi said, the reason ordinary people achieved nothing was because they planned little and acted much; they set off hastily without establishing a goal or figuring out the path. Only after starting did they realize their preparation was insufficient, forcing them to give up halfway.

At that moment, two more voices rang out. Hearing them, Lin Feng looked over and saw two of the top ten disciples. Seeing the expressions of calm readiness for death on their faces, Lin Feng knew they were sincere—this was true reciprocation of a favor.

"Uh." Hearing this, Li Changqing didn't say another word and immediately steered the boat toward Lianyungang.

Because he carried a certain sense of inferiority, especially at this stage, he was somewhat hesitant and held back from taking action.

Pei Lixin released his grip on the little demon star and asked very gently, "Qingge, you've changed your heart." Though phrased as a question, his tone was entirely certain.

"That is the object used to enshrine and control the Rat King; they won't abandon the things over there." Xun Qing spoke as she already stepped out of the house, heading straight into the mountains.

***

A single sentence from Yeba Ci was like a fierce, merciless slap across Bu Tianhuang's face: I am right here, aren't you in the Divine Realm? Come on, if you have the ability, come and catch me.

"You—are you implying that this position of Guardian was something you bestowed upon me out of charity?" Hearing those words, Mu Wushuang felt somewhat broken.

This was the most natural thing in the world; Lu Jingxing was no saint, and he couldn't possibly be completely free of bias.

At this moment, Gu Yi never expected that simply trying to familiarize herself with the power of wind-attribute energy would actually bring such a huge trouble upon herself.

It certainly looked a bit disgusting, but there was no help for it, nor could she climb down to catch and wash it. The cow's skeleton looked terrifying, but it had actually just fallen to its death.

"Who started these rumors?" Yun Chi only wanted to know this. After all, the one Yu Lu had offended was disguised as Huaisu, not Mao Yunchi.

"But didn't you say, young lady, that it was fighting poison with poison?" Wu Zhi looked at Wang Ze's corpse on the ground and asked with some confusion.

Yet what about now? Lines of enlightenment filled the skies; at this instant, the Dao of Immortality seemed to activate a thousandfold, as if a calm lake had been suddenly brought to life.

Most importantly, at this very moment, the two major factions still had not realized the strength of the Black Mountain, simply assuming that their mutual maneuvering was what had brought about the opponent's strength.

Not until the sound of clashing metal rang out from afar did he snap out of it. Glancing back toward the distance, for some reason, a faint smile played at the corners of his lips.

Although the imperial court of the Great Wei State was not as dominant as the Human Federation, its strength still far surpassed any sect anchored by a peak True King, and even several peak True Kings were no match for the court of the Great Wei State.

As he watched Shenfengzi cough up blood continuously, the outcome of this battle was already clear. Just as Zihang launched his offensive, endless divine radiance suddenly erupted by the edge of the jade pool, and four figures abruptly stood up at that moment, gazing toward the firmament.

Rather than wasting time on this, it would be better to spend it on cultivation; perhaps it could raise one's own realm.

***

Such clamor rose from all directions, and the ferocious malevolence permeating the air now surpassed even that of the White Tiger ruling over slaughter. Witnessing all this at that moment, the sight was utterly terrifying.

Several of his most practiced talisman papers were unleashed, only to be blocked once again by that bronze furnace, failing even to damage the hem of the opponent's robe.

Seeing this, Old Demon Diao and Mo E both noticed the anomaly, their expressions wild with joy as they rushed toward the pillar of light piercing the sky.

As soon as the words fell, the masked man soared into the sky, utilizing his lightness skill to leap far away, leaving the righteous-faction crowd standing there gazing into the distance. Until the masked man's figure vanished completely, not a single person uttered a single word.

Thus, the blood dragon dispatched by Feng Yihan was singular. Across a hundred platforms, each hundred feet wide, every trial relied on steadfast and extraordinary arts.

"What's so strange about it? People love a lively crowd; who wouldn't want to watch such an unprecedented martial arts duel? Didn't we come too?" Jingya said.

Daring not to dwell on it, Liao Xingxing felt her heart ache with even deeper grievance. She had been telling herself that her master would come to rescue her, but at this crucial juncture, the only one guarding her side was Taxue Feibai.

"How are the battle casualties?" Wang Xu looked at everyone; their levels seemed unchanged, so they should be fine.

Regardless of whether demons had slaughtered Wild Cat Mountain or some other reason was at play, Wild Cat Mountain was definitely deserted now.

Every day, he had to suppress his proud soul while humbly begging for survival! When old acquaintances saw how truly pitiful he was and, moved by conscience, tried to offer him some relief, he rudely rejected them all. He would not allow his proud soul to become as humble as his life had turned out.

The Dark Gate had hidden outposts everywhere across Xichuan. People came to report to Ximen Wushuang all along the journey, though there had been no good news so far. However, the messenger who arrived the night before yesterday truly brought good news, claiming to have spotted Avon near Sorrowful Valley. But there had been no further word since then.