Chapter 49: The Scumbag Who Has Haunted Me for Sixteen Years

Those within the orthodox immortal realms who were unfamiliar with Li Qiang felt a secret surge of astonishment. Never had they imagined that the Green Emperor’s disciple would be a man of such burning passion and valor, willing to step forward for the sake of the immortal realms.

"He has gone completely mad, utterly devoid of reason now. He knows it was your doing and is searching everywhere for you; he likely won't let you off easily. That is why I am warning you in advance so you can prepare yourself. Whatever you do, do not meet him alone." The memory of the humiliation she suffered at his hands made Lin Wei's teeth chatter with hatred.

Qi Tiansheng remained silent for a long while before finally saying, "Return here first." With that, he hung up.

Upon a brief recollection, I realized it was impossible. Uncle Wang was already dead; how could this entity emit Uncle Wang's voice to deceive me?

At this moment, Ye Xiaoyao sat cross-legged, marshaling his soul power to extract a Life Source from the spatial ring.

Despite how casually he spoke, a vague sense of unease stirred within me. The scene of Mother Liang speaking to me that night was just like this.

Enveloped in that deep and sacred radiance, Tang Jiangzhao and the others once again slipped into the perimeter of the abandoned brick house. At Tang Jiangzhao's signal, they launched a thunderous assault. Everyone gripped the hilts of their daggers, ready to draw their blades at a moment's notice, before crouching low and silently infiltrating the area.

I had seen plenty of these spectral entities before. The moment they were released, they lunged straight toward the crimson mask, paying no heed to us.

"Until the very end, everything is subject to change. Just wait and see, I will definitely bring Ruoyu back to my side! Mother, please don't try to persuade me anymore, I have already made up my decision!" As Xia Anling uttered these words, a venomous glare flashed in her eyes.

Wang Ni was well aware of Wu Ziqiang's flaws. Although Wu Ziqiang was exceptionally clever, he lacked a certain aptitude when it came to business. Therefore, during this period, Wang Ni constantly instructed him on the crucial points to watch out for in commerce. Knowing full well that he was not cut out to be a merchant, Wu Ziqiang had chosen to cooperate with Zhang Haitao.

Seeing that the situation looked ominous, Li Ming instantly stiffened, his entire body's muscles rippling. He had readied himself for any eventuality; although he sensed no murderous intent from the man, he would be able to respond instantly should the person choose to strike.

Even the members of Fate Eternity would assume that Han Xin would go after the Lord first; otherwise, once the enemy respawned, securing the Lord would become exceedingly difficult.

"Well, it doesn't matter." Sanzaki Tsukiyuri fluttered over to stand beside Iris, gazing toward the end of the tram aisle. With a snap of her fingers, a teddy bear materialized near the front of the passage.

Wang Hao issued the order to attack, yet he himself stood motionless in place. Li Ming, however, was unable to maintain his composure; panic-stricken and anxious, he felt like jumping up to plead with Wang Hao to reconsider.

"Your... command..." Upon hearing this, the demon knight immediately turned back to attack Destec. The players in Mengmeng's team assumed this was a monster summoned by Hantianzun to tank the damage, so they stepped back one after another, leaving the demon knight to absorb the blows.

No one heard Ning Feixian's low murmur, but it came right after that honored elder issued his warning.

Wang Zha glanced at the burly men, who looked utterly drained, as though they had just spent the entire night indulging the top courtesan of a pleasure house and attempting seven conquests in a single night.

The councilman beside him quietly turned his head away. Yang Ming's words had actually violated the alliance's prohibitions. In his heart, he couldn't help cursing: Do these people from the Blazing Fire Sect have something wrong with their heads? From their perspective, Yang Ming was quite easy to get along with; why were these fools so hopelessly thick-headed as to go looking for trouble with him?

Li Ye lavished praise on the Jurchen soldiers, describing them as such: "Men like tigers, horses like dragons, scaling mountains like apes, entering water like otters, their momentum like Mount Tai, and the Central Plains like piled eggs." This meant that the combat effectiveness of the Jurchen army was formidable—fighting on foot like tigers, mounted like dragons, in mountainous terrain like apes, and in aquatic warfare like otters.

Han Lin had been waiting for Han Changxin to explain why the water had turned into this state. But at this moment, everything around him shattered; the blood pool had vanished, and he found himself back inside the Xuan Cheng Tavern.

"My Lord, then right now..." Ma Chao was momentarily at a loss for words. He had heard that a few days ago, the lord had fallen ill; could it be that his brain had gone soft?

"Brother speaks wisely!" With nothing more to be said that night, the two rested separately and resumed their journey toward Jiangzhou the next day.

Speaking of which, having constantly monitored the movements of the Demon Realm, she had completely forgotten about the Underworld Realm, and she had no idea if the Demon Monarch was still searching everywhere for her.

"What are you buying this kind of wood for?" Wusun Shize looked at the timber she had bought—which had been discarded in the corner of a sundries shop to prop up a shelf—and expressed profound incomprehension.

"Get out, you useless quack!" Xing Ang kicked the imperial physician, and the pitiful doctor's body flew out of Qinghua Palace like a piece of tattered cotton wadding.

Two stone spikes pierced straight through their bodies, lifting them a full twenty centimeters off the ground. They still bared their fangs and brandished their claws, but they were now like a tiger whose teeth had been pulled—no longer capable of frightening anyone.

To find a soulmate in life is both exceedingly rare and a supreme fortune. He had so many sworn brothers, companions to whom he could entrust his very life. For their sake alone, he would never allow himself to fall too far behind.

Walking forward, he picked up the bead and examined it closely. A satisfied smile spread across Yin Xiuzhen's face. With a wave of his hand, he put away the spiritual stone—now nearly depleted of spiritual qi—pushed open the chamber door, and stepped out of the artifact-crafting room.

After completing her check, Feixue, Yueji didn't ask her anything further, instead instructing her to go brew the medicine, and having the bewitching man keep watch to ensure no one caused a disturbance.