Volume One, Chapter 33: The Villains Seize the Deer

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“I’ve never seen a bandit leader end up in your sorry state. Take this!” Lin Linger shot her an angry glare, rummaged at the bedside for a while, and tossed over a pouch of silver coins.

“With Linger’s generous spirit, she’s bound to find a good husband!” Bai Yuxiang took the money, praising Lin Linger with a flattering smile.

“Shut up. You haven’t even fulfilled what you promised me, yet you have the nerve to ask to borrow money.” Lin Linger glared at her sharply.

“Sis, don’t blame me. I’ve already set up an ambush along the official road, waiting for those bandits to pass by so I could kill them, rescue you, and on the way back, deal with your second uncle. Who would’ve thought a little gentleman would fall from the sky…”

During those few days in the mortal realm, Ling Yefeng spent his time arguing with the Sword Spirit, but in hindsight, the Sword Spirit wasn’t so unpleasant after all.

Before reaching the pavilion Bilu mentioned, two young men approached. One of them, with delicate features, had been seen before by Du Ruo in Lu Wu’s courtyard — he was Lu Wu’s younger brother.

I shifted my gaze toward the river, suddenly noticing a shadow flash past. The long listless Gemu exclaimed, “Elder Dao Fei!” The figure walking toward the riverbank was indeed Dao Fei. Earlier, Gu Xi had deliberately provoked him—was he now accepting the challenge?

Just then, Yu Cheng came in. He greeted Fu Shijin and asked when he planned to leave for the sharp conference hosted by the government.

After burning the yellow paper, I hurried to find Granny Tao. At that moment, there was a knock on the door again: “Knock, knock, knock…”

The final realm of eternity is the ultimate state pursued by all cultivators—neither birth nor death, neither decay nor destruction, eternal freedom, everlasting through the ages.

Lin Jiajia felt an internal injury strike her instantly. She thought her recent luck was simply terrible—her life and marriage were a mess, and now, for no reason, she had somehow provoked Fu Shijin. Or was he just using this as an excuse to settle old scores?

Old Master Fu nodded slightly, gently patting Lin Jiajia’s shoulder as he left without a word, departing together with Xu Bo.

Madam Fang set down her wooden bucket, supporting herself against the wall, mustering strength to steady her trembling body.

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Ling Yefeng returned to the Underworld Palace with a dark expression. Chu Mo and the others saw the Underworld King’s look and dared not even breathe out loud.

A roaring lion’s head, engraved on the back with his troop number and rank—indeed, it belonged to the First Legion.

Faced with Qi Xianyun’s accusations, Du Haichan remained unmoved, still maintaining a respectful salute toward Xu Beiyou.

At that moment, a goblin archer shot a wooden arrow. Deng Wei expected the archer to dodge horizontally as he did when fighting the giant wolf, but something unexpected happened.

Xu Beiyou withdrew his thoughts. Since it was unlikely someone had incited the act, nor was the Empress Xu secretly involved, it must have been the West River Prince acting on his own accord.

“I went early in the morning,” Cao Jing shook his head. He also felt a surge of suspicion but couldn’t find any evidence.

Therefore, Nong Zhigao feared Guan Santong would mention this matter before Li Dean, causing Li Dean to harbor resentment again, so he begged Guan Santong not to bring up how he had once been ‘Emperor’ in front of Li Dean.

He had just looked at himself in the mirror, seeing his liberated state—he looked like a walking alien monster. His high metabolism stopped the bleeding from the wound on his left arm, and because he felt no pain, under his precise bone adjustments, it was easy to snap his arm back into place.

But inwardly, he was a bit pleased—he suspected that the Yang family lady would no longer have a good impression of him in Madam Zhen’s heart.

Cui Feng saw everyone wildly killing and not dodging the thrown spears. Alarmed, he hurriedly called over the dozen archers in the village who were shooting at and climbing after the strong bandits, telling them to stop targeting those climbing up and concentrate instead on shooting the bandits throwing spears from the rear lines.

Now she knew, apart from the deity in her dreams, there must be many lower-ranked mythical creatures—such as swamp people and mermaids.

A layer of golden-red energy filled with vitality wrapped around her body. No longer fearing the murderous wind, Kaya cut off three tails of the demon god rolling toward her with a giant sword aura that shot straight into the sky.

“Disciple will surely work hard to live up to expectations!” Lu Chen cupped his fists, smiling. After lying low for so long, it was time to show his talent; otherwise, how could Murong Xuan entrust him?

“A gentleman’s revenge is never too late.” Liu Yang wouldn’t need ten years; in a few days he would break through to the Silver Moon realm. Within half a year, he’d be confident to contend with Yin Yuanbai.

Seems there’s no chance now. Even the embroidered uniform guards under his command couldn’t display such imposing power.

As his subordinates grew stronger, the number of people dining with him increased. A large conference hall capable of hosting most of the core members was necessary.

Before Kaya could ask more questions, she discovered something astonishing—in this place filled with flesh and blood walls, there was actually a map hanging on the wall made of flesh.

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No one here was a fool. From Chen Leng sticking to Lin Ye every day, sharing everything with him, and never showing any pretenses, anyone could see their relationship was special.

A punch and a palm, one forward and one backward, the force generated created a wind blade slicing through the air—such power could rival the ordinary attacks of a Martial King realm expert.

Against the Tibetan cavalry’s charge, they only wielded swords and spears, while the Tang side was much more professional.

Murong Yanyi, guided by Murong Yan, led people out of the city gate, then wandered briefly before heading in the direction of Tuyuhun.

The spatial ring shimmered. Lan Xian took out a transparent crystal ball and tossed it toward the sky.

Lin Zangtian muttered in his heart: That girl still needs me to look after her? She makes me want to die every time—we just have to survive the journey.

Afterward, the couple and their child traveled day and night without stopping. Three days later, they reached Ying Tian Prefecture in Jingdongxilu. Sun Dayong and others had been anxiously waiting in Ying Tian Prefecture; ten guards watched the city gate daily. Finally, Lin Jue and his group arrived, and that very day they changed mounts and headed east.

“Stop staring. They’re humans, not afraid of sunlight. They’re specially sent scouts visiting guests. Ah, dumb is dumb. Just look at their complexion—so calm and composed under the sunlight, they must be human,” Tong Muhe said scornfully.

This time, two million more were added. The voice belonged to Jia Xinde, head of Xinde Real Estate. He sat in the front row and hadn’t looked back since Liu Feiyang entered. Liu Feiyang didn’t check who had arrived; Jia Xinde remained calm and collected, suddenly launching a surprise attack.

Xiao Yong glanced at his greatsword. After advancing to level seven of body refinement, the sword felt different, its power seemingly much greater. But he didn’t stop, continuing to charge at Jiao Wu Huang.

There were dozens of windows selling teleportation tokens—some for interstellar travel, some for short distances. Every short-distance window had a long queue of cultivators waiting.

I was more than willing to help Sun Fei watch the shop. But thinking about working with this ‘official’ made my joy turn sour.

This place was far from prosperous. The entire county had fewer than three decent inns because hardly anyone came to this godforsaken place. Lin Jue’s group of more than ten people rode in, causing quite a stir, as few traveled to Bohai County in this season.