29 Lingering Dreams

Glancing at Ye Tian, he hurried to bid farewell to Zhou Guang and the experts from other empires before turning to leave.

Because King Lie had cautioned Yun Heng not to visit the Liu residence before the wedding, he had not dared to approach Liu Chan without permission since the incident on the pleasure boat.

Chen Zile curled his lip, then pondered; letting that fellow wreak havoc in the mortal realm was perhaps better than letting him go to the heavens.

For the past month, he didn't know when it had started, but he had truly grown fond of this taste.

Mu Fei was in urgent need of an offensive Daoist technique. For instance, he already knew of the Green Wood Stone-Crushing Fist, which was suitable for those cultivating wood-attribute arts.

Upon opening, the shop immediately attracted many customers—all young women coming in to consult about beauty products or to browse the clothing next door.

Half an hour later, Ye Xiu and Ziyun appeared on the streets of Qiankong Mountain, intending to find ways to earn spirit stones quickly.

The Hou spirited up upon hearing this, shaking its sparse mane vigorously. It threw its head back and let out an excited roar before dashing out of the Demon Realm.

Liu Fei replied to them one by one: his old teacher, Wang Enzhang, He Ling, Rat... he didn't even forget to send a greeting to Zheng Anbang.

Ye Lingyu had long wanted to teach the princess a lesson. With a light wave of his hand, an invisible force sent the princess flying. She landed in a heap, dazed and grimacing in pain, unable to get up for a long time.

"I went to Jiangbei this time and completely resolved my relationship with Jiang Yimiao. We have broken up," Miao Chenmo said.

The blacksmith shop was very crude. Upon entering, one could see a large anvil placed in the center of the room, with coal dust and iron scraps scattered across the floor. On the left wall hung a few plowshares and sickles, and on the right, two kitchen knives. There was no one smithing in the room; it was deathly silent.

"Sister-in-law, what exactly happened with Brother Tian? I only asked about the operation, and he unleashed a torrent of abuse, even telling me, 'If you're so capable, why don't you be the commander?'" The fatty poured out his grievances.

Yi Tian frowned; the voice sounded somewhat familiar yet strange, but he dared not confirm if it was truly him.

Li Fan and Chu Jiyun stopped at the entrance. This was where the tasks for the southern region of the Sword Sect were posted. The task board in the hall was divided into eight sections based on direction, with each section further split into various types of missions.

In that very instant, every pore on Huang Mingchuan's body began to tremble.

Yi Tian had been disguised, and ordinary people could not tell what he originally looked like. Without a moment's hesitation, he tore off his disguise, revealing his true face.

Seeing that the demonic beasts were not in pursuit, Jiang Wei gradually slowed his pace, finally finding a valley and leaping into its depths to hide.

It was beyond his expectations; the few people around Han Yun all possessed an imposing aura, clearly marking them as God-realm powerhouses.

Zhang Fan was certain that if he continued speaking, the tens of thousands of people in the audience would surely tear him apart.

She remembered seeing in the news that a 14-carat square pink diamond had sold for 200 million Hong Kong dollars at an auction in Hong Kong, and that diamond wasn't even as pink as hers.

Now that Han Feng had suddenly gone missing without cause, it was highly likely related to Yao Chen, or perhaps Yao Chen had returned to take his revenge. That was why the Soul Hall had specifically sent people to investigate the matter.

In the air, many of Yu Xiao's skills were useless, so he could only activate "Wind Blast," a technique that required no specific stance. With Yu Xiao at the center, the wind exploded violently, blasting the four Blue Pigs away.

"My waist seems to be better too." Deng Ailian tried twisting a few times, discovering that her spine, which usually creaked whenever she bent over, felt perfectly fine no matter how she moved.

"President Shen!" After leaving Panjiayuan, Song Yu followed her original plan and took her family to dinner by taxi. On the way, she took out her phone and dialed Shen Xiao's number.

With the Blue Pig King at the center, lightning spread in all directions. The trees caught in the blast were instantly charred, and even the rocks were shattered by the electricity.

However, a wooden shield was one of the most suitable weapons. The werewolf tribe was a race with high agility; they relied on high-speed maneuverability to charge up city walls. If the shield were too heavy, their speed would drop drastically, which would be detrimental to their charges.

Unlike what Sheng Yan had imagined, the heads of the various branches merely glanced at him and then paid him no more attention.

For the sake of the Canaan Academy’s reputation, even though Hu Qian knew he was no match for the Old Ghost Zhai Xing, he had to stand in front of Xiao Xun'er.

Silently apologizing to his master in his heart, Mu Chen returned to the suite prepared for him in Tianhai City.

"Thank you, Supreme Elder. This disciple will work even harder and will not let you or everyone else down!" Yan Fei said solemnly.

"After this battle, I fear the six great sects will be weeping in despair," Chu Chen said, the corner of his mouth curling into a hint of mockery.

"Let's go!" Tian Lei glanced at the beauties and flew off toward the south. Originally, he had intended to visit Qianlong Town and Wuye City to wipe out the Soul-Taking Sect and the Black Spirit Group. Since they had already vanished, he would let it be. If they were doing no evil, that was a good thing; once word of any wrongdoing reached him, they would never escape his grasp.

Having gone through the events of last night, Strawberry was calm now, looking straight at Yu Qingmei as she waited for her to speak.

Facing the old man's probing strike, his gaze turned cold, and he casually plucked a blade of grass from the ground.