Chapter 57: Transcendental Modification

With a few of the gossipy aunties gone, the road became much quieter.

Jiang Shuilian looked at the large object wrapped in old newspapers and asked with a face full of surprise, "Xiaoyun, what on earth did you buy?"

Although the Ascetic was not the Monkey King, the two were born as twins, and their magical powers were almost identical. Aside from their level of cultivation, even their weapons were exactly the same.

The demonic army was vast like a roaring ocean, surging forward. Yet Chi You showed not a shred of fear, forming a battle formation with his eighty-one brothers and fiercely striking back.

The imperial physician seemed quite satisfied with Qin Zhen's flustered appearance. Lowering his voice even further, he offered the method for rescue.

Seeing the shift in mindset among so many students, the teachers watching from the side felt a modest sense of relief.

Yet to her surprise, whether teachers or classmates, everyone wore such deeply worried expressions, looking as though they were terrified she might be swallowed whole in a single gulp by that giant python.

He Shuyun smiled in silence. She knew this married couple was kind-hearted and filial, but her visit today was specifically to thank them for the things they had brought last time.

After watching Lü Bu depart, Qin Zhen turned back to look at the secret compartment he had unlocked using the power of the dragon veins. He realized that his control over the dragon veins of Xianjing had deepened another step.

To deal with the blood-thirsty insect king before him, a special method had to be employed; otherwise, defeating it would be utterly impossible.

Aside from the vice president in charge of the international investment company who voiced his agreement, the other senior executives of the group sat calmly, lost in their own thoughts, though what they were actually considering remained a mystery.

Ma Chengtain was just about to lead Li Chen over to take a seat when, unexpectedly, Li Chen walked straight up to Nie Wei.

Just as Lan Lianxia was lost in thought, a man in his thirties wearing blue garments walked in through the door. His expression was icy, as if everyone owed him money and refused to pay it back. He was not conventionally handsome, but he gave off a very alert and energetic vibe.

"Wife, are you alright? Does it still hurt?" Li Liye immediately sat down beside his wife with deep concern, gently taking her hand.

Patriarch Guang let out a helpless sigh. He had known all along that getting entangled with the Ran family would not lead to a simple resolution. That was why he had called everyone together for a meeting to bring the matter out into the open, preventing everyone from growing suspicious and letting the situation deteriorate further, which would only play right into the hands of the real culprit.

No matter how the onlookers analyzed it, General Fang's actions clearly seemed intended to trap Lei Yuan. They really longed to ask General Fang: whose side are you actually on?

A series of vague and chaotic shouts echoed through the mountain forest, perfectly matching the quintessential demeanor of bandits swarming an attack.

Subsequently, Ye Liushang also gave Hemo a few ghost talismans along with a corpse pill, and handed him the Tears of the Sea God necklace.

Although their approach to her had been purposeful, after spending so much time together, genuine affection had formed. For them to suddenly die just like that left Yuanuan feeling deeply sorrowful.

Faced with the baseless accusations from Patriarch Ding, Patriarch Guang did not say a single word from beginning to end, maintaining an extraordinary level of calm.

"Here is what happened..." Ye Liushang methodically recounted Yan Ruyu's plan.

This was almost unimaginable for Xia青青. Even just moments earlier, when they were traveling at speeds exceeding two hundred and fifty miles per hour, Xia Qingqing had never once clipped a single blade of grass or twig by the roadside.

Roof tiles and broken wood tumbled and flew through the sky; massive trees on the ground were tilted sideways by the gale-force winds; the white deer raised its head and spun around in a split second; Morigen loosed an arrow from his bow toward the heavens; even the momentary flapping of the Golden-Winged Great Roc's wings was captured with crystal-clear detail.

"Who on earth are you, and how do you know the Three Thousand Decrees of the Gods? Could it be that you are his successor?" From the tone of the bell, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to detect a hint of urgency. Zhang Sanfeng felt a slight twinge of displeasure. Was it jealousy? Zhang Sanfeng himself could not quite tell.