Chapter 99: Kill

The elderly Immortal stared at Qin Yue, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief. Everything had happened far too quickly. From the moment the intruder appeared, to the swift killings, the formation of their defensive line, and its subsequent shattering—it had taken less than a third of an incense stick's time for his side to be completely decimated. Hearing the intruder's mockery, the first reaction deep within the old Immortal’s heart was not anger, but a strange, unsettling sense of agreement.

"Are you... one of the predecessors from our sect?"

At this moment, Lu Shu could still see that the area was under martial law, with the military tents left standing. Gao Yi suddenly began to ponder Lu Shu’s previous remark. When Lu Shu asked, "You wouldn't dare, would you?" the implication behind the word "dare" was truly thought-provoking.

"Given that this herd-cow is quite a rarity in the Xuan Mountain hunting grounds, I shall purchase yours at a price of forty thousand per head. How does that sound?" After observing them, the shopkeeper turned to ask Nangong Yunyao.

The more Li Yucai listened, the more alarmed she became, her eyes widening in disbelief at the absurdity of Zhao Zixian’s words. Fortunately, she knew Zhao Zixian possessed supernatural abilities, which made it slightly easier for her to accept what he was saying.

Suddenly, long, feather-like strands on the ground drifted in the wind. The sheer length and appearance of the feathers were enough for everyone to realize they were far from ordinary. When the wind ceased, they fell back to the earth.

Her movements appeared stiff and clumsy, but once she finished, she held onto the balloon string and continued to watch him.

"Wasn't it said that the road from the Zhou residence to the Xuan residence was packed with onlookers? Why has it grown so quiet now?"

Zheng Mengting, however, maintained a cold exterior. It wasn't until she saw Wang Haoming and Xing Chao drinking together that a flash of inspiration led her to this scheme.

Because certain technologies used in heavy-duty trucks could be applied to military use, Ford had to consider the implications; this was why Li Chen used the word "cost."

Several kilometers away from the Gathering Yin Cold Pool, in a small mountain valley, Xia Haoran was rotating two fish of an unknown species on a grill. To survive in such deep, frigid waters—these fish were truly unique. He wondered how they would taste.

Then, with a beaming smile, she said, "You could always use information about me as a bargaining chip. I suspect even Kunlun would grant you a position as an inner-sect disciple. How about it? Consider it. That way, you wouldn't have to wander aimlessly, and these four children would have someone to rely on."

He hadn't gotten into any legal trouble. The principal observed that Rong Yao didn't seem to be lying about this issue, though it was clear that Rong Yao was feeling somewhat exhausted and dejected.

It was a foreign trade company in Lianyungang that had sent them a fax, claiming they were attempting to develop canned fruit with this type of packaging and asking if they had any interest in a partnership, while also seeking their opinion on the sales potential within the Japanese market.

The bedroom actually had two doors in the corner, suggesting it was a two-room layout. There was a spiral staircase leading to a loft space less than two meters high, where one could touch the ceiling just by reaching up. It wasn't a true duplex, but rather a space renovated into that configuration later.

The Ao demon let out a shrill laugh and suddenly raised its claw-like hands. A multitude of skulls began to hover and swirl. Master Mao, not expecting the demon to possess such abilities, was somewhat taken aback and braced himself, turning serious.

The spray of water exploding within a hundred meters of Han Fei never ceased. Every time lightning struck, the surrounding area erupted.

He wanted to step forward and pull her close, to ask her earnestly: what exactly did he have to do for her to accept him?

Han Fei muttered to himself, "You were supposed to be a close friend of the Black Tortoise Emperor back in the day, weren't you? To betray your friend so thoroughly—does your conscience not hurt at all?"

The ghost was a fabrication, so there was no need to go. I didn't say another word, turned around, and went back into the Li estate to pack my things, preparing to leave.

Is this really a cat? How could it be so obedient? Is it really real? How could such an obedient cat possibly exist?