Chapter 161: Take Care

Lin Lu looked down at the floor and remained silent for a moment before saying, "Alright."
She turned and went inside to pack her luggage.
None of the precious jewelry and clothes that Xu Yancheng had given her were taken, except for the anklet.
She was reluctant to take it off.
After all, it was a design he had put his heart and soul into; she decided to keep it as a memento.
Anyway...

Leng Sha was so enraged by these words that smoke seemed to pour from his orifices, yet he dared not lose control. Lu Miaoling quickly shrugged off Leng Sha’s grasp, strode boldly in front of Meng Yao, and raised her arm high, preparing to slap Meng Yao in public.

The magic-infused cards came in six different colors, each with its own unique effect.

As Huo Tong put it, they were here to learn, not to cause trouble. The wisest way to stay safe and avoid conflict was to become like a grain of sand, hidden among the sands.

With that thought, Lu Fei’s lips curled into a faint smile. He found a secluded corner and vanished in an instant.

“Who’s shouting like that in such a panic?” Han Zifei, in a foul mood, glared angrily at a servant and scolded him.

The evil spirit struck by Qin Yi’s soul blade roared in fury. Its once dark cyan eyes had turned blood red, and its body color was steadily fading.

The earth team arrived shortly after. Their injuries were somewhat less severe than the water team’s. Although Han Bangchui’s strength wasn’t on par with Shui Ruohan, he had inherited the shrewdness and caution of his father, Han Zifei.

Not long after, a eunuch’s hoarse voice announced the news. Soon, Yin Zhen entered the room with a chilling aura. Urala hurried to lead the group forward to greet him, but Yin Zhen halted his steps, his sharp gaze resting on Huizhu. He then solemnly dismissed the others’ formalities and strode toward the seat of honor.

The north wind howled fiercely, and the vast plains brimmed with a deadly solemnity. The 300,000-strong Qin army formed their respective formations, facing each other from a distance.

Lu Yue took the bracelet, lightly flicked it, and held it to her ear. A chorus of Buddhist chants echoed, causing her blood to surge violently; she nearly faltered.

Thanks to the unique effect of the Void Devouring Sword, Mu Xiaoyu had once defeated several talents of similar strength. This time, facing Liu Chen, she did not aim for victory, only to remain undefeated and perhaps cause him some minor setbacks.

Yun Tian tossed a few solid pills to a soldier, then took Yun Rou’s hand and walked into the city. The soldier standing at the gate trembled as he stared at the pills in his hand. Long after, he realized this was real, not a dream.

Murong Feng faced the void, smiled faintly, clasped his hands in salute, and bowed. He said nothing.

“Long ago.” The simple words spoke volumes. Gu Junmo cast his gaze into the night and said no more.

Aside from the fact that the Divine Dao Sect had already sent someone to intervene, he knew nothing else about the matter. What more could be deduced?

She wore a golden hairpin and jade rings on her hands. It was no exaggeration to say she was adorned in gold and jewels from head to toe. Even among the emperor’s consorts, few could match her splendid attire.

Jiao Ba’s words suddenly enlightened Li Xin and me. No wonder the wicked fire in my heart burned ever stronger. Every time it seemed to smolder out, a single word or gesture from Shunzi or Shaoyu would reignite it, sometimes even fiercer than before.

“All this is the Holy Lord’s command. I am merely carrying out orders,” the Grand Elder said calmly.

The faces of the three disciples from the Phantom Sword Sect bulged with veins as they suddenly shouted fiercely. A dazzling multicolored light surged forth, and the massive sword, powered by the combined strength of many disciples, cleaved through the enormous black beam, striking the three-eyed demon ape’s body with brutal force.