Chapter 37: A Fearsome Tongue and a Painful Pinch

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Tang Garden villa district was steeped in silence. Soft, gentle moonlight filtered into the courtyard, spilling onto the lake and transforming the rippling water into a shimmering expanse of silver.

A Pagani Huayra came to a halt at the porch. Upon hearing the familiar sound, King, the dog, immediately perked up its ears.

As Shang Hejing stepped out of the car, he saw a person and a dog playing together in the courtyard with great enthusiasm. However, the person was not Xu Tanxi, but a young man of about twenty years old.

He had once heard from Sarah that the primordial monsters were unlike ordinary primordial beasts; they were all creatures of supreme ferocity. Almost every generation of Demon Kings had perished under their claws. A single one was enough to annihilate an army of hundreds of thousands, and those capable of fighting them alone were few and far between.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, please convey my respects to the Yuxu Palace. Although the Demon Sect has been established, it still originates from the Taoist gate and pays homage to the Three Pure Ones. The rights and wrongs of today are difficult to distinguish, so please take fellow Daoists Guang Chengzi and Taiyi Zhenren with you." Yuan Hong removed the talismans from the two men and bowed in gratitude; the three of them departed, leaving the rest unsaid.

"I understand. I have already discussed this with other members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee," Xu Dongqing said immediately. However, a flicker of worry crossed his face, a subtle change that even Qian Dingyang failed to notice.

In the end, Zhang Baoqiang was sentenced to six months of detention. For some unknown reason, the promotion exam for cadres at the section level of the Party School, which had already been compromised by a leak, was not rescheduled and remained valid.

The high walls were no match for the Northern Sa Tribe’s Dragon Cavalry Regiment, who had mastered the "Heavenly Ladder" of the Asura Killing Formation. The guards of Black Mountain City watched in stunned silence as over six hundred dragon-beasts used each other as stepping stones, soaring into the air, leaping over the ten-zhang-high walls, and diving into the city to slaughter at will and wreak havoc in the streets.

For him, acquiring a listed company in the southern city was as easy as lifting a finger.

The King of Donghe trembled even more violently from fear, yet he dared not remain silent, nor did he dare not strive for a glimmer of hope.

Bartholomew, who knew this, did not consider it at the time, and thus discovered that his joy had been premature.

On the watchtower of the South Gate, Ling Shangshui, supported by A-Jiu, leaned against the wall. The sixteen whip-blades of her Phoenix Armor lay scattered on the ground, and her hands hung limp and powerless. Her face was etched with the exhaustion of overexertion, yet upon seeing him, she still insisted on greeting him respectfully, her eyes overflowing with pride.

There was pain, and there was numbness. I looked back at the hazy silhouettes of the buildings, but in the end, I turned and headed toward the city gate without looking back. The setting sun cast a golden glow, making all of Beiping look gentle and warm, devoid of its usual sternness and solemnity.

Long Batian even declared that from this day forth, Xiao Mingyu and Song Tinglan would be their masters, and should they ever have need of them, they would serve them with unwavering loyalty until death.

At the same time, at the Ninja headquarters, as the Hagoromo troops launched a surprise attack, the five leading ancestors of the Hagoromo clan performed hand seals with lightning speed.

"What's wrong?" After all, since they were on the host's territory, Tsunade still gave Mifune a measure of respect.

Under the massive consumption of chakra, a Gray Rock Giant, even larger than the Wood Dragon, rapidly took form before Hagoromo Gengetsu.

Zhao Jiyun had been trembling with fear for some time, feeling as though a blade were suspended over his head, not knowing when it might fall.

After the incident with Snake Brother, the two of them hadn't even eaten lunch. Ye Mingyu wasn't particularly hungry, though; a single apple was enough to satisfy her.

Even while eating, Liu Ci would suddenly go blank, her eyes becoming dull, and she would forget to continue her meal.

"Perhaps the evil spirits outside came from Wang Family Village; everyone need not be overly worried or afraid," the village chief's eldest son, An Da, immediately echoed.

She was no longer the girl she once was, young and frail enough to be slaughtered by others. Back then, she had listened to her mother and endured and endured, but what had it brought her?