Chapter Sixty: Letter (Part 2)

Of course, everyone else, apart from exchanging a brief couple of glances with the Guanyin of the South China Sea, seemed to have never truly faced themselves—the stone monkey born from the same divine stone as Sun Wukong. Without ever truly blooming with the brilliance that a born divine stone monkey ought to possess, they had already fallen.

At first, it was fine; everyone assumed this General of the People was merely killing a few people to vent his anger. However, what the numerous Yellow Turban soldiers did not expect was that Zhang Liang seemed to have developed an addiction to killing. In just half an hour, he had already slaughtered over two thousand people. Among the nearly eight thousand Yellow Turban soldiers remaining, some finally could not help but break their silence.

During the half-year up on the mountain, apart from her master Juexin, Xuanyue rarely spoke to anyone else. The Ling sisters and Jueyun would only come over during meal times, and aside from a single word of "thank you" while eating, they basically uttered no other words.

Both Shiyue and Liudao could see what was happening, while the clueless Tang Monk was instantly overjoyed, believing that the Buddha was helping him. In his great delight, he chanted "My Buddha is merciful" and once again struggled upwards with all his might.

"Vacuum Array!" He used the Vacuum Array to protect himself and Xianglan, believing that this might temporarily block Melim.

However, the Chanyu was not smiling about this; his was a smile of arrogance, the arrogance of believing that if he were in the same situation, he could have handled it much better.

Although Ye Hai was smiling, in Xu Ming's eyes, it felt like a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

The rest of them, such as the Tathagata, Dipankara, Zhenyuanzi, and the Jade Emperor, all maintained calm expressions, immediately followed by the somewhat sleazy voices of Clairvoyant and千里眼 (Thousand-League Eye and Wind-Favouring Ear) resuming their chatter.

Sun Wukong searched everywhere, but naturally found nothing. The moment he returned, he paced back and forth incessantly around Tang Monk, looking extremely furious. Then, an even more astonishing thing happened to Shiyue.

Fortunately, they were aware of all these things now. Knowing them meant they had the chance to devise countermeasures—of course, they directly ignored the reality of Gorm's fifteen million troops.

Representing her peerless, innate wisdom skill. Just as the name implied, Da Vinci-chan possessed a human-surpassing intelligence bestowed by the heavens; as long as she spent time pondering, there was no difficult problem she could not solve.

"Afraid? Why should I be afraid?" Because her entire body was tucked inside the quilt, with half her head also buried beneath it, her voice sounded muffled when she spoke.

Beyond attracting the attention of this specific group, an even greater wave originated from within the city—the Masters chosen by the Holy Grail, formed by the pouring of immense source mana from another world.

Even vaguely implying that Qin Ranran had previously had disputes and conflicts with Han Xinxin in Hong Kong and the department stores in City G.

Right at the critical moment, the Death Chariot emitted the screeching tire friction typical of a drift, and then, without reducing its speed in the slightest, brushed past the side of the massive truck in a flash. It left the truck driver to belatedly slam on the brakes, staring blankly at the now completely empty space right in front of him with a bewildered expression.

"Dukang is really playing big now!" Prince said with a helpless expression, devoid of any emotion, ready to take Dukang's moves as they came. "We cannot hide anymore; continuing like this will only result in us getting hurt."

In order to achieve her dream, Feng Ke'er had gambled away too much: her education, the affection of her parents, and the most precious youth of all. Having persevered through a difficult year, she wondered if her master would truly accept her back, or if she would still be deemed too immature to be a qualified singer?

"Host, why are you being so useless this time?" The Ginseng Fruit, having finished chatting with a good friend, bounced back into action.

Those few fellows originally hiding near the King instantly fell silent the moment Rhaegal appeared, and concealed themselves entirely.

Grandmother had conversed with Lu Xianxian, which meant she understood a part of the truth. Although she might not believe it, an explanation was still better than none.

Xue Qing was clearly startled because he had not expected Su Feifei to suddenly calm down so abruptly.

Whatever Kangxi said always held absolute validity; even if there were rare instances where his words were contradicted, it was always on the side of Yinzhen.

Yet the attendant group bypassed the Qianfeng Kingdom entirely and headed straight toward the Sword Sect, making one wonder if it was done deliberately.

Upon hearing Di Jun's words, the three Quasi-Sages in the arena instantly flew into a rage. Gritting their teeth, a dense aura of death and slaughter permeated their entire bodies as they fixed their gazes intently on Di Jun, itching for action.

When night fell, Chen Zhi and Li Chengjing went out onto the balcony, sitting side by side. Viewing the starry sky from here possessed a completely different charm compared to looking at it from the lawn.

"Feng Chulan's due date should be in a month," Hu Qingci said. I was astonished; wasn't it still two or three months away? What was going on?

Just as it figured out the direction and prepared to retrace its steps, rustling sounds suddenly emerged from the nearby bushes.

If one wanted to acquire the remaining tens of thousands of attribute points again, it would take at least another week.

Meeting him during the hardest times, she was protected by him both openly and secretly. Even if she were merely used as bait, she was entirely willing.

He leaned down to kiss Xia Mulin's body, making her itch unbearably, but fearing that she might wake up Ji'er, she dared not make a sound, only gently pushing Huerhe to signal him to be lighter.

Having said that, Ye Ruoshui directly teleported back to the place where he was in seclusion. There were many things he needed to carefully consider and ponder, and there were also many things he deeply cared about, such as the matter of the divine sword.

"Duoduo, he is at home. We can see him as soon as we go back," Yun Zhongtang said softly.

"The physician said there is no immediate danger, but the fetus has been startled, and it must be carefully observed over the next few days. How things will turn out remains uncertain," Zhang Yazhen said with a grievanceed tone.

Qi Qi originally wanted to tell Shijia to go back to his room to rest first, but when her gaze inadvertently swept across the smashed cake on the floor, an indescribable sense of strangeness welled up in the depths of her heart.

Since using up all these ley line source spirits would still remain vastly insufficient to rival the Magren Empire, such waste appeared utterly worthless.

Why... Beatrice continuously chewed on Green's words. With her extraordinary intelligence, she immediately grasped the profound meaning within them: Lala responds to softness rather than harshness, and can least bear to see... Hehehe, a trace of joy surfaced at the corner of his mouth. Old man Green is truly wonderful; I must treat him better in the future.