Chapter 150: Pitching a Tent Under the Bridge?

Aping found an empty seat and sat down, sipping her throat-soothing tea, while Li Junsheng asked Tang Liang to brew more sour plum juice.

Before long, however, Tang Liang emerged from the kitchen with a puzzled expression.

"The nine great Tailed Beasts have existed since long before the history of the ninja began. They possess terrifying power; any single one of them could easily destroy a village. Such power is immensely formidable, and it inspires great fear. Yet, the mere threat of a single Tailed Beast is not enough."

In truth, Zhang Xiu felt a mix of shock and joy, her emotions in a whirl. In her previous life, her mother-in-law had been unkind to her, and she had assumed she would encounter another nightmare in this one. She never expected the old woman to suddenly step in and help her today.

Having watched over it for so long, she could finally stop worrying about the safety of that poor phone, bringing a sense of closure to what could have been a tragedy.

"Brother Lian, now that the monkey demon of Wantao Mountain has been dealt with, shall we head straight to Qinghuang Mountain to slay the python demon?" Chen Mu said with a smile.

"You... you just wait!" Zhou Fang, unable to gauge his opponent's strength, spat out a harsh threat before turning and walking away.

"Tang Qing, what the hell are you talking about?" Zhang Yong stepped forward and growled at him.

If the Yin Seal had not yet fully coalesced, restricting most of his chakra, he would not have been subjected to such mockery by the Golden Sword Lion Beast.

The fire starter flared and died instantly, followed by two crisp slaps and a man's cry of pain.

A slender young man walked into the county office from outside. He was also dressed in a bailiff's uniform, but he held a folding fan and looked as though he had just woken from a deep sleep.

"Who are you calling a fart in the wind! You have no shame in the words you use, do you want a beating?" Yun Shuiyao's face flushed red as she reached out to knock on Pang Qi's head.

Tendrils of black mist suddenly surged from the Master of the Extinction Palace, instantly enveloping his entire body. They contained an endless aura of silence and death, even beginning to corrode the very air around him.

The Blood Spirit Patriarch’s strike pierced directly through his heart; even with the most miraculous medicine, he could no longer be saved.

With a soft thud, Zhao Ling’er threw herself into Su Mu’s arms, crying, "It’s all your fault! It’s all your fault! Because of you, Second Senior Sister has been imprisoned by Master, wuwuwu."

"Go!" Wen Miao waved his withered hand, and the black needles hovering before him whistled through the air, piercing toward Lin Yu’s entire body. Lin Yu curled his lips into a smile and whispered, "Drunken Universe Step!" His wine-scented figure vanished into thin air with a swish.

They could feel each other’s breath; Han Yao’s orchid-scented air brushed against Lu Shanmin’s face, fresh and intoxicating, making his mind wander.

"Hmph, come then, let me test your skills." With that, he charged at Chu Zifeng, brandishing his golden pestle. As he swung, the golden rings rattled loudly, the wind howled around him, and he swept toward Chu Zifeng’s face with great bravado.

As soon as she finished speaking, the heir turned and headed toward the corner ahead. Her father was waiting for her there.

"Boom!" The giant sphere slammed into the wine stall with a gale-force wind, shattering it into pieces. Endless dust filled the air, obscuring everything in sight, and the four young people vanished from view.

If such a matter were left unattended, even if one could preserve their foundation for the future, their status in the eyes of the ultimate victor would surely decline.

The Keystone’s judgment of an individual’s death is divided into two categories: physical death, where health points reach zero, and spiritual destruction, where mental points reach zero. The former is like Hataru; because his soul was resilient, he was able to achieve the seemingly absurd feat of rebirth through a high cost and Velen’s exhaustive resurrection ritual.