Chapter 36

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The spiritual resonance within the void transmitted a voice: "In truth, becoming sworn siblings with Mu Tianci is a good thing."

"Enough, Young Master, do not overthink it; you had best get some rest," Nansheng said, feeling rather dejected and weary. She was tired of being asked about matters unrelated to her, and seemed not to care much whether they lived or were humiliated.

The atmosphere was stirred up once again. Perhaps seeing that Jiang Mo possessed neither the arrogant air of the nobility nor the ability to meet Nansheng directly, those who did not consider themselves significant aristocrats began to mock him one after another.

"With Mother Concubine supervising, I dare not slack off for even a single day," Li Chengmu said, sitting down and shaking out his damp hair.

She looked at Gu Huai with a sense of disbelief. The man glanced back in her direction, his gaze hazy and blurred, brimming with intoxication, and etched with both allure and innocence.

Flesh splattered and screams filled the air. It was a brutal slaughter; the entire arena had transformed into a purgatory-like abattoir. The two battle slaves, who were meant to be mere entertainment for these nobles, had turned into bloodthirsty Yama kings, mercilessly reaping lives.

The four innate spiritual treasures—the Yuantu and Abi twin swords, the Xuanyuan Water-Control Banner, and the Twelve-Tiered Red Lotus of Fire—were seized, and even the Sea of Blood was shattered.

Before Huo Huang could ask, Fang Zhirui explained on his own: "My mother hails from the Provincial Governor's mansion, from the Fu clan."

The name Niu Daode had, for a time, shaken the Primordial World. Whether they were immortals, demons, spirits, or Buddhas, even mortals knew of him.

Naturally, as the final hand seal was completed, the spirit beast of destiny emitted a mournful cry and dissipated with a roar, and the Sea of Destiny collapsed along with it.

It was precisely because Chen Ziyang turned back to pull Fang Zheng that he realized, after such a long time, that the daredevil had not traveled very far. Through the open section above the pool, he could still see that massive tornado spinning in the same place, and by his estimate, it was not very far from their location.

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"Let me tell you, I will sooner or later take the remaining spirit stones from you. Do not think you can shake me off!" the Pill King Gu Hong said to Jin Sanfei, then glanced at the butler with a sinister smile.

In the time that followed, Yu Huang obtained a great deal of information about the Step Realm from Mo Yun, and it was only half a day later that he departed. No sooner had he left Mo Yun than he was intercepted by Uncle Shui.

Seeing that Wu Juecheng and the Crimson Guards were unharmed, Jiang Wei turned his attention away, clenched his palm, and summoned the Saint-Evolution Heavenly Profound Sword, fixing his gaze on the Eighth Demon Lord.

It was just the Water Qilin’s misfortune. His innate divine ability to condense the Weak Water of the Nine Heavens was no simple feat, and it had drained him of seven or eight tenths of his strength; otherwise, the Black Tortoise manifested by Taixuan would not have sent him flying so easily.

"Are you blind? Can't you see my leg is broken? Spare me the 'trust you are well' pleasantries. If you don't know how to visit the sick, then don't come at all. William, come in." Chu Lin had lost his patience; because the visitor was the Pope, William had not dared to stop him.

The great hall was filled with monks, likely in the midst of their evening devotions. Seeing Taixuan appear suddenly, dragging Puzhi, who had a gaping hole in his body, the monks were all consumed with fury.

His brain felt as if it had short-circuited; for a moment, he was unable to regain his composure.

Taixuan twirled the "Taixuan Great Dao Wheel," turning it slowly while wondering what to think. Perhaps it was because of the schemes he had laid over this time that everyone in this "Taixuan Dao Province" who hindered his rule or was close to his identity had been reduced to ashes, leaving him a blank canvas upon which he could freely paint.

Pushing open the door at the end of the corridor, he saw doctors and nurses gathered intermittently in front of every room. At a glance, they were all the medical staff caring for his elder sister, Su Miaoge.

"There is no need to say anything else; let us make this decision," Gu Yue'er, not wanting to waste any more time, agreed directly.

Watching from the second floor for a while, he realized that Li Chengqian had gone down there for Li Tai's sake. These two brothers were truly interesting.

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An Yanan found it difficult to imagine what kind of blow Song Xu would suffer, or how despondent he would become, once he lost even the qualification to indulge in this fantasy.

"Tell them, if I hear one more curse, I will kill a child." Zheng An roared as he killed another child and tossed the body out. He was in such a state of panic that he resorted to this desperate measure.

Grandma Lian saw that Lian Minda could not bring himself to flatter Song Tong, so she found herself unable to do so either, unable to put on a smiling face or offer hypocritical compliments to him.

The "Dragon Rise" had many cabins and a complex structure. For an assassin of this era, without an inside man, no matter how skilled, killing over a dozen crew members in a short time without encountering resistance would have been nearly impossible.

Xie Suixing grabbed a fruit knife from the coffee table, intending to stab Liu Muyang, but the knife was snatched away by Liu Muyang instead. During their struggle, Liu Muyang accidentally killed Xie Suixing.

Old Master Xie seemed to have aged significantly overnight; his spine, which he tried so hard to keep straight, now betrayed a defeated curve.

Therefore, she simply took advantage of the flare-up in Grandpa Lian's condition to send Wang Guohong away. She had the doctor administer medication to Grandpa Lian that both eased his symptoms and contained a sedative, and while he was unconscious, she processed his transfer to a different ward.

"Although my current strength is less than twenty percent of what it was, it is still more than enough to deal with these death-row inmates and protect everyone," Akame smiled. After all, the sharp Murasame, with its ability to kill with a single strike, was all she needed.

Moreover, although this world was cruel, there were quite a few adorable girls, and their quality was excellent. It was a pity that one could only wonder how many had been killed off in the original work.