Chapter 157: Using Your Mother's Life

Wen Caiqing was taken in, and she was overjoyed. Ji Huaili, however, was far from pleased. Perhaps fearing that Wen Caiqing might speak recklessly inside and implicate him, he kept a sullen face for days on end.

Ruan Qing had been playing her part perfectly whenever he was around, but one day, while scrolling through her phone, she came across news about Wen Caiqing and couldn't help but hit the like button.

Ji Huaili, standing right behind her, caught her in the act.

"What..."

Truth be told, he did not want his relationship with Li Xiaoning to sour. With her formidable capabilities, Li Xiaoning was an excellent candidate for a supportive partner.

It wasn't snapped, but it had been stepped on and buckled, which was no different from being broken, causing him to lose control of his limbs. That wasn't the end of it; without even answering him, Tang Xuan kicked him over, grabbed his arm, and twisted it behind his back, securing it with such force that cold sweat broke out on his forehead from the excruciating pain.

Ling Jiuxiao had remained patient and silent only because he was waiting for the right moment to hold them accountable. Now that the other party was in need of the Jiangxi martial arts community, it was time for him to stand firm and drive a hard bargain.

With a Constitution of 24 and the death resistance of the Demon Heart, he was completely immune to such critical strikes.

"Elder, let us set aside the first charge. I only wish to know how my Yuan-Gathering Pill ended up in your possession," Xia Menglan said indifferently.

"Heavenly treasures are not only produced in places rich with spiritual energy; dead zones and forbidden lands yield them as well. They simply differ in their functions and medicinal properties."

"This is indeed a method, but I'm worried about what we should do if the other party notices," Feng Ke wondered if this trick was a bit too naive.

Tang Lei made a mental note to look up relevant information online once he returned.

In the fourth stage, Lin Jiuyou battled a seventh-level Spirit Gazing expert for dozens of rounds, finally shattering his opponent with a single punch.

Pei Zhenfeng, his eyes closed, opened them just a sliver to see Tang Xuan walking toward Pandora, who was clutching her collar with a shy expression.

Twenty meters from the mine entrance, Lin Feng, having reached the edge, "saw" most of what was happening inside and couldn't help but sigh with a smile.

But now, Chief Escort Zhang's senses were keen enough that, at almost the exact same moment, he captured the flash of intense murderous intent in Young Master Liu Si's eyes.

A-Jiu held her forehead, looking utterly frantic. Fortunately, at that moment, the person realized something and tapped her a few times; her mute point was released, and she finally regained the ability to speak.

This was the information Jiang Sinan had obtained from the Dark Gold Jade Talisman, and he was instantly filled with excitement. If he could truly master this Heavenly Thunder Art, it would be an absolute trump card. What puzzled him, however, was why Xiao Jun had never practiced such a powerful supernatural technique.

The last person to speak looked like a man of great integrity; he shouted with righteous indignation, yet the next moment, his voice was cut short as a peculiar war blade pierced his throat.

Wanyan Honglie’s face darkened immediately. Duji Sizhong was his man. With the Song army's offensive in full swing, it was clear that whoever led the resistance would be in extreme danger. Wanyan Hongxi had already lost Pusuan Kui and now wanted to send his own subordinate, Duji Sizhong, to his death. His intentions were plain for all to see.

It was held entirely within his grasp. His somewhat thin palm neither broke, nor did he spit blood and fly backward. A look of confusion and bewilderment crossed his face; even he seemed surprised at how easily he had caught Hall Master Li's strike.

Seeing the opponent's fist whistling through the air with fierce momentum, the Enchantress of Hidden Passion tapped her toes on the ground, keeping her knees straight, and soared backward through the air. With a wave of her right hand, a pink lotus-colored ribbon snaked out from her sleeve, striking toward Hu Yitong.