Volume 1, Chapter 34: Drinking Deep the Blood of Foes

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"Brother Chen, you must be careful! There are many of those ruffians, and if they lose their tempers, they are not to be trifled with..." Xu Jiang called out anxiously from behind him.

Li Chen turned a deaf ear. With the wind howling, he had already galloped away on his horse.

Following the narrow path for about a quarter of an hour, he spotted six or seven people sitting in a grove ahead, cooling off. He focused his gaze and vaguely made them out to be Wu Tian and his cohorts from White Sand Village. Looking left and right, he saw only dense forest; there was no one else around.

He rode directly toward them, dismounted thirty paces away, tethered his horse to a tree, and walked straight toward the group. At this moment, a little...

"Mr. Chen, Chen Weiwei is suspected of kidnapping two children. We are conducting a detailed investigation and hope you will have her cooperate with us to strive for leniency!" The policeman looked at Chen Faming with a stern expression, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Wear whatever you like. Even if you want to streak, who would dare stop you?" Qin Tian spread his hands, appearing too lazy to argue with him.

With that single gunshot, the entire hall fell silent. What had been a conflict between the two big bosses, Iron-Crutch Li and Ghost West-Head, suddenly saw Zhang Lijiao emerge as the protagonist of the battle. This clash completely changed the dominance of the criminal underworld in Qingnan City and would become an indelible underground force that later helped Zhang Lijiao purge drug-trafficking syndicates.

From then on, Ling Xiao gradually stopped receiving guests. Mao Lian came every day, and for his sake, she ignored the fine clothes, delicacies, and desperate waits of the other young masters who pursued her; her heart and mind were set only on being with Mao Lian.

Sitting at the very front, Li Changkong frowned to himself. It seemed this Wang Nanshan had some real ability, capable of investigating matters to a certain degree. However, at this level, he still could not win this lawsuit, because the evidence favorable to A-Biao remained firmly in his hands.

The night air was cool. Under the moonlight, the two factions stood silently, glaring at each other without moving. They had been staring each other down for over ten minutes; even when a cool breeze blew, both groups were dripping with sweat!

"Uh..." Zhu Shiqi’s logic was sound. Even if Qin Tian wanted to refute him, he suddenly realized it was indeed hard to argue against; after all, having too many people did hinder progress, and it only made it easier to be exposed.

***

Sure enough, in just one day and night, Qingyun’s body had been completely reconstructed! This left Qingyun in awe of the miraculous power of the "Nine-Flower Green Buddha Bone." In that moment, he even thought that he must visit the "Buddha Realm" in the future to see it for himself.

"I wonder where Master is?" Daosheng pondered, walking toward the mountaintop; standing high meant seeing far. As he ascended, the surrounding flames drifted toward the summit with him.

As Ye Xiu’s friend, how could he stand idly by and do nothing when Ye Xiu encountered a powerful enemy?

Of course, if he used the methods of a cultivator, he could naturally help Zhou Jiadong win the match. But what would be the point of such a victory? As a generation’s God King, Jiang Yi had his own pride, and naturally, he did not wish to do such a thing.

"Tianci, go guard the outside. Do not let anyone in." Fusion was no simple matter, especially when merging a weaker essence into a stronger one; the difficulties involved were known only to Jiang Huairen himself.

However, at the very base of the South Three Peaks was a dark and deep tunnel, said to be naturally formed and later carved out by human hands. It led directly to the summit. The lucky ones who were to watch this Battle of the Gods would enter through this passage to reach the top.

With a wave of his hand, he dispelled the golden light shield. Jiang Yi stepped forward, appearing behind Zhao San and slapping him on the back of the neck. Zhao San let out a muffled groan and collapsed to the ground.

Responding to the Void Demon King was Zhao Wuhen’s fist, descending from the sky with a crushing force to suppress her. Choosing to suppress rather than kill the Void Demon King was a decision Zhao Wuhen made on the spot after hearing what Poseidon had said. He believed keeping her alive would be of great use; if he could discover the secrets of the Demon Race, wouldn't that be even better?

What he had seen and heard today truly stunned the God King Jiang. He could not imagine how many years it had been since he had felt such shock.

To build a foundation for the Dao—only by laying a solid foundation could one erect a tall building. Although He Qingfan and the others did not yet understand the source and essence of these phenomena, it was enough that they could obtain energy from them to improve themselves.

Just as Qin Zhao was busy with his album, someone else began to set their sights on him. This intention wasn't to harm Qin Zhao, but rather because someone had taken a fancy to his work.

He turned the dial in the opposite direction to forty-seven degrees. A strange noise sounded again, and pressing it produced another mechanical click. He continued turning to the right to forty-seven degrees and pressed again. "Click!" Anyone who wasn't deaf would know the lock had been opened.

Although the man was young, seniority had nothing to do with age. He believed his guess was correct.

Seeing Zhang Liang stop, Cheng Yaojin turned and instructed Wang Junkuo, who also seemed slightly confused, "Let these people have something to eat and drink, then let them go! Tell them to return to wherever they came from!" With that, he walked out of the tent.

At this critical moment, He Wei-dong made a snap decision, utilizing his most formidable lightness-skill. He pulled a dagger from his storage pouch and shot toward Huang Junhao like a lightning bolt.

***

Although if the Four Great Envoys had not left, taking down the Zhou family would have been easy, there was still at least an eighty percent chance of destroying them now.

Gan Lu turned and left, boarding the RV. The driver, who had been sleeping, suddenly woke up as if injected with stimulants and drove her away.

Being besieged by two people who were not inferior to her while still being able to distract herself by taunting her opponent—it was clear she was in no danger, and even if she were, she could escape safely.

He certainly couldn't do it. The man checked the license and saw the legal representative was Hu Dafa, yet he had come here to discuss an acquisition with his manager; this was somewhat absurd.

The man grabbed the old security guard by the collar, cursing and shoving him. His eyes were wide, spit flying onto the guard's face. As he grew more agitated, he raised his hand to strike.

As a Destroyer, she didn't know high-level healing spells, nor was she well-versed in dispelling curses; those were the specialties of Bing Heqianyu and Bing Feng.

As soon as he entered, two system prompts arrived in succession. The Blood Pact Knight could not entangle with the two Psychic Giant Lizards, but buying time for Lin Feng to enter was a meritorious deed.

"Are you... truly not going to regret this?" Gong Qianzhu looked at the sorrow hidden deep within Zi Yue's calm eyes, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart.

The members of the Assassin League looked on in horror and trembling as Corvinus transformed into his werewolf form, gasping in shock.

The silver-white immortal qi blowing from her mouth enveloped Miss Chen's arm. It was as if a miracle had occurred; the fish scales that had been growing wildly gradually stopped, and instead, shrank back and disappeared one by one. Before long, it was restored to its original, smooth, and flawless state.

The others were astonished to see that Qiu Ming still had an appetite for breakfast. They had all tasted that thing, and like Wang Shouzhong, they had vomited immediately; they truly didn't know how Qiu Ming managed to eat it.