Chapter Forty-Nine: He "Ran Away from Home" for Two Days

Early the next morning, Ouyang Junyan and several people he had summoned escorted Tian Lisha onto the plane. He even had two of them board the flight with her, handing them a generous sum and insisting that they ensure Tian Lisha was sent abroad. Tian Lisha could hardly believe that her beloved brother could be so ruthless, capable of such actions.

“Ouyang…” she tried to plead with Ouyang Junyan.

“Hurry up and get out of here!” Ouyang Junyan waved impatiently.

In an instant, Tian Lisha’s face contorted into a devilish snarl. “I hate you! One day, you’ll regret everything you’ve done to me!”

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After sending this woman away, Ouyang Junyan was deeply unsettled, unable to—

This time, Zheng Huiling finally saw the opponent’s true strength, which far surpassed her imagination. She knew her own spells and techniques best; even if she had been the target of such a sneak attack, it would have taken considerable effort to counter it.

“Hmph, if you’re not by my side again, I’ll go challenge Lü Bu myself!” Xu Gui swore fiercely.

So, even if the matter with Zhao Xue hadn’t happened, and without the fears of Yuan Shao and the others, after the Battle of Jieqiao, he would have found a reason to leave Yecheng. The affair with Zhao Xue and the apprehensions of Yuan Shao and his peers merely served as catalysts for this westward journey.

From these artifact-refining tasks, one could grasp their structure, laying the groundwork for forging one’s own equipment. This was Ye Mu’s intent.

The Sun Jian army saw their own troops slaughtering the Xiliang forces, and their morale soared. They rallied, joined forces with Xu Gui’s men, surrounded the Xiliang soldiers, and launched a fierce assault. Instantly, countless Xiliang troops were killed or wounded.

Li Kui saw a cold flash streak past and ducked hurriedly, barely avoiding it. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he thought, “If I’d been a moment slower, my fine head would be gone!” He cursed, “I saw you in trouble and didn’t want to bully you, so I dodged!” With that, he dashed away in a flash.

Xia Yang knew that the matter of spiritual force was true, and thought to himself, “If the day comes when Master discovers this, no matter how harsh the punishment, I’ll accept it willingly!” With this thought, his vexed mood finally eased a little.

“Well, it seems this ferocious beast will be the first spirit creature we hunt in the Langzhong Mountains!” Li Batian said with a smile.

Leng Yan’s shout immediately drew Xia Ye and the others’ attention. They turned their heads and saw Xia Yang smiling at them.

With a faint smile at the corner of his lips, he flashed his figure, using the Gale Step to swiftly dodge Shui Xun’s sword qi assault.

At that moment, a cold voice rang through the heavens and earth. The Glutton King suddenly looked up, but already a massive fire lotus had enveloped him. Petals whirled around him, and the terrifying Southern Bright Departure Fire surged into a sea of flames, drowning him completely.

Jiekong’s words were brief, but they made Zheng Ji’s heart tremble. “You cannot leave? Why? I am nothing but a mere passerby.”

“How is Zheng Ji here? Dad, what’s going on?” Once Vivian calmed down a bit, she held Polini’s hand and asked curiously.

From the towering mausoleum, a murderous resentment erupted, continuing all the way to the Jing River, even staining the waters with its killing aura.

The disciples of the Qi Ling Sect, seeing the second style of slaughter dissipate, gradually ceased infusing their spiritual power—maintaining only the barrier’s presence.

Yet, after Wu Yong closed the door behind him and entered the room, he didn’t immediately report anything urgent, but instead looked around, inspecting every corner curiously.

After entering the city, Night Blade did not take Duan Qianya directly to the tavern he had mentioned, but instead headed to the area once inhabited by the Mo Clan.

Yun Mengxuan felt the intense murderous intent emanating from Ning Wuqie, and the increasingly tightening force. Her expression finally revealed a hint of despair. Yet she did not regret her choice; she only felt some sorrow that she could not continue to follow Mu Yi.

Because the method was flawed, its aftereffects were severe. So Gu Bei simply turned it into a quick version—so long as one had qi, after practicing for a while, it could be used normally. The cost was that the side effects doubled.