Volume 1, Chapter 57: I Suddenly Feel a Strong Urge to Crush You to Death

Staying at home was rather boring, and since she was in high spirits right now, if she accidentally showed it and Sun Li found out, she wouldn't even get to eat the braised pork. It would be much better for her to go out and buy a pork knuckle, allowing her to celebrate to her heart's content where no one else could see.

Besides, in this impoverished backwater of ours, if someone were truly to become a high-ranking official, it would be an earth-shattering event! We poor relatives and friends would share in the glory, wouldn't we?

Just as Lan Tian was hesitating, Cang Haiting still held her horizontally in his arms, the corners of his lips curling into a wicked, charming smile.

As the song came to an end, the lingering echoes reverberated in the air. After a long period of silence, it was Fuqiu Ao who first began to applaud, rousing the youths from their trance-like immersion in the music.

Throughout this process, he occasionally touched upon the forbidden zones she could not speak of, stirring within Fan Ling an unprecedented shyness, yet a profound and desperate yearning for a union.

It was not until Lu Chenxing's domain of the destructive saber dao completely enshrouded the Fengdu City—four thousand nine hundred miles wide and four thousand nine hundred miles long—that it finally ceased its expansion.

With that, white mist began to emanate from the sword in Zhao Wushi's hand. Although his own strength remained unchanged, the sharpness of the sword grew increasingly dazzling.

Checking the time, it was already two o'clock in the morning of the following day. I instructed Ding Yin to arrange for everyone to rest, and after nine o'clock, we would continue our inspection heading south. I needed to rest as well.

General Leyi maintained her own domain, resisting the oppressive force and assault of Lu Chenxing's saber world while shielding everyone. Her consumption of energy was immense; she would likely not be able to hold on for more than another hour or two.

Ye Wudi only suffered injuries to his abdomen and a depletion of his vital energy, which was not enough to keep him bedridden, though he still needed to pay close attention to his recuperation and limit his movement to avoid pulling his wounds.

Just a moment ago, Situ Tengyi had fought it to the death, finally managing to blast apart one of its single eyes. Now, it was left with only one last solitary eye.

Demon kings, one after another, unleashed terrifying black fist beams. Their momentum and power were several times more horrifying than their previous moves, and countless fist beams pierced simultaneously toward Ding Hao, as if intending to grind and annihilate any existence that dared to block their path.

Xia Tong was burning all over. Faced with such an obvious flirtatious atmosphere, she found herself completely at a loss for words. Yet, Ye Tingjue had no intention of letting her off the hook so easily, pressing closer and closer.

The Azure Dragon lashed its tail, sending the leaves and branches of the banana tree scattering through the air, but its eyes were already locked onto the direction where the Big Dipper had vanished, and it immediately bypassed the banana tree to give chase.

***

The King of Chivalrous Yin curved the corners of his mouth in a smile and said, "Call me a madman? Would you like to taste the power of this madman?" With that, the color of the raging flame fan in his hand turned crimson, and flames instantly burst forth from every part of the fan's body, leaping and dancing around its frame.

"Remembering the footwork is something only a tiny few can ever achieve!" Wei Liang stood up, bowed to Ye Tingjue, and retreated to the side while speaking.

"Ding Hao, you foolish wretch, how dare you disperse your power in front of me? No matter what you are trying to accomplish, this decision will undoubtedly be the most foolish mistake you ever make in your life!" Seeing that he was not going to let a good opportunity slip, Ding Tong denied Ding Hao even the slightest chance to catch his breath and launched another attack.

Neither of them had expected the spider to possess such terrifying explosive power, injuring two powerhouses to the point where they could no longer fight.

She smiled, a smile that seemed deeply ironic and immensely vindictive, yet those eyes of hers, just like many years before, were filled with a lifeless, dead silence, devoid of even a shred of brilliance.

Things were growing increasingly complex, and all signs pointed to a single possibility: the reversal of time was a massive game of chess being played beneath the Central Realm.

Bu Fan had not managed to evacuate in time when the demonic energy fleet sank—everyone had already ruled out this possibility the moment his disappearance was first discovered. Even if Bu Fan had genuinely failed to evacuate in time, he could have easily escaped using teleportation.

Although she didn't say much, Wuyue should understand what she meant; he merely shook his head.

"Who disagrees? — You disagree?" Old Qin leaned forward, his short, straight bangs nearly touching my forehead, glaring at me with an icy tone as he exerted pressure upon me.

A few classmates who had originally been filled with righteous indignation and wanted to stand up for us froze halfway through their words, staring blankly at the so-called "critic" from just moments before.

Could it be that the specters had arrived early, or had some unforeseen change occurred amidst all this? What the exact reason was, Bu Fan no longer knew. But since the prophecy had mentioned the neighboring kingdom, Bu Fan believed it was impossible for them to remain indifferent forever.

What on earth was such a heaven-defying object? Why had it remained hidden within Baixue's body all this time? And how could it possibly absorb such a vast amount of dragon qi?

After eliminating the various possibilities one by one, the most likely scenario was that Bu Fan had broken away from the battlefield and used teleportation to go somewhere else. Now that he knew Bu Fan was safe, Lord Kid no longer allowed himself to be distracted by it, as setting up the magical teleportation array was far more urgent.

Inside the wall, swings; outside the wall, paths. Outside the wall, a passerby; inside the wall, a beauty laughs. The laughter gradually fades, the sounds grow faint. The passionate one is instead troubled by the heartless.

***

As if responding to Gu Lin's words, an elderly man rode out from the rear. He was nearly sixty years old, dressed in purple robes, with eyes like those of a hawk, as though he could gaze directly into the depths of a person's soul.

Upon seeing the dog-headed commander in such a state, the demonic cultivators could only conclude that he was simply deeply unlucky. He had let someone slip away while guarding the Blood Prison, and now this mess had occurred; if they failed to capture Chen Fan, Commander Dog-Head's career was finished.

Because from the moment she first laid eyes on Yan Yunxiao, he had never displayed excessive negative emotions and often wore an inexplicable, faint smile. This caused Bian Qi to reduce the "sense of awe" within her reverence for him down to its absolute minimum.

However, Jiang Tao was currently keeping the kitchen keys herself. Considering that the time of her arrival today wasn't particularly late, she hadn't given the keys to Manager Liu in advance.

Gu Lin frowned slightly. If he remembered correctly, the previous alliance leader had been assassinated, and the current leader had barely managed to fight his way through the crowd to secure the position of alliance leader.

Was it that late-stage sufferer of severe visual impairment again? His boldness was growing by the day; how dare he actually lay a hand on Jun'er? It seemed it was about time to teach him a lesson.

Their black-market transactions had to be conducted away from prying eyes; perhaps by following them, they could evade the patrols of the imperial guards.

This series of actions left Fu Ci, Ruan Ruoyan, and Yao Zijun utterly dumbfounded, leaving them speechless and clicking their tongues in amazement.

Seeing this, the attendants surrounding Liu Bei rushed forward in succession, forcefully halting Bai Chuan's offensive.

It also felt that the name Chubby was too ordinary; otherwise, the name Fatty Tiger suggested by Elder Sister sounded much better. Most importantly, it shared the same character "Tiger" as his own name, making him feel as majestic and imposing as a real tiger.