Volume 1, Chapter 49: Does Wei Chengxuan Care About Her?

After finishing their meal, the two of them stood up and walked outside, resuming their life on the run. About two days after Shi Yan and the others left, six men arrived at the tavern, all wearing cyan Daoist robes with highly conspicuous emblems on their cuffs.

None of them had any idea that the Residual Wolf had not truly departed. Instead, he was hiding in the shadows, observing their every move and deploying a massive network of trackers.

He cared deeply about his vital essence and would never expend it lightly unless forced by absolute necessity. That seemingly infallible strike from earlier had depleted nearly twenty percent of his life force, yet not only had it failed, but it had also nearly damaged his foundation.

Under the fusion of man and sword, Yi Xiaoer and the Profound Ice Sword formed a fierce, awl-like piercing force, shattering the golden pool water with a muffled "thud" as they plunged downward.

Listening to the clamor of discussion among the crowd, Yao Muchen felt a trace of doubt resurface in the depths of his heart. His gaze carefully scrutinized Elder Sun and Elder Fang, yet he could discern no hint of abnormality from those two cold expressions.

"Whoa! Is that for real?" The generals below immediately broke into lively chatter, for in this life of knife-edge licks, having a fine divine weapon meant having a reliable tool to preserve one's life.

"Rest assured, have your men fall back. We're going up." With that, Xue Hao began assigning combat tasks.

From the end of lunch until one o'clock in the morning, Ye Bai remained relentlessly busy, while his eight loyal followers were all brimming with intense excitement, resembling a pack of rutted bulls.

Yao Muchen put away the token, reached out to retrieve the two mutated pills, and began to study them intently. Failing to refine a top-grade Mending Heaven Pill today had truly left him deeply displeased.

Aside from verifying Lang Hongxiang's identity, the others did not inquire further, their understanding of him limited strictly to his nature as a demonic wolf.

Her memory drifted back to the operating table, where that deformed and ugly doctor was using a knife to modify her very body.

Just as Wu Qian was gripped by panic and bitter resentment, an even more horrifying scene unfolded before his eyes.

Every one of his attacks was grand and sweeping, each blow capable of destroying heaven and earth. Yet against the Sword Saint's assaults, they were completely blocked by his shield of light, unable to shake him in the slightest.

A tiger in the plains is bullied by dogs, and a fallen phoenix is worse than a chicken. Any disciple eliminated from the inner sect of the Purple Bamboo Sect, upon returning to the outer sect, would invariably be met with cold stares and assigned the most wretched chores, destined to live in poverty as laborers forever with no hope of rising.

This time, no one came to disturb Zhang Hao. After roughly half a day, Zhang Hao mapped out a complete path through the canyon.

So this spear-wielding male cultivator was Wu Kuhai's cousin. No wonder he had claimed that the moment he sent out a transmission sword, Wu Kuhai would arrive within a quarter of an hour.

Hiding three thousand three hundred and thirty-three supreme celestial artifacts in every corner of the Kunlun Realm to form a heaven-defying grand array, using those three thousand three hundred and thirty-three artifacts as the array foundations.

Without waiting for Zhang Hao's reply, Kunling directly summoned his flying sword and rode it away from the Wind and Thunder Platform.

The White-Eyed King's eyes widened so much that his eyeballs nearly popped out. His mouth hung wide open in a perfect circle, and due to the intense pain, his once-handsome face had completely distorted.

He thought gold coins were useless, and even converting them to cash was pointless, seeing as he possessed tens of billions in assets and was the son of the head of the Su Consortium, one of the top ten financial groups in the world.

"Ron, as hard as it is to accept, this is the truth!" Harry held up the Marauder's Map, signaling for Ron to take a look.

Yet she had no way to object, especially since whenever she had tried to cook in the past, it always ended in absolute disaster.

The warriors who obtained the ancient heritage treasures were brimming with excitement and immediately plunged into secluded cultivation. Aided by the lingering artistic conception of the ancient treasures, supported by the array's power, and supplied with infinite resources, these specially selected elite warriors broke through one after another within just a week, attaining the peak of the Heavenly Realm.

Xue Lie was finally satisfied and resumed his previous motion. The girl's hair was growing longer by the day, and the texture felt rather pleasant.

Her exceptionally long legs, already unusual for a human, grew even thicker and longer under the influence of her biological-type abilities. Had her lightning-forged greaves been removed, one would see that Xue Xilun's legs now combined the characteristics of multiple animals.

This was the first time Qin Yun had unleashed the Nine Mysterious Primordial Art and the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms at full strength, and the resulting power far exceeded his expectations. Aside from the Ten-Step One-Kill Sword Technique, this was now the most formidable martial art in his arsenal.

Luo Jinghao turned her head, only to find that they had all stopped and were looking at her. Had they reached a consensus after their discussion?

"Fifth Sister, thank you. If it weren't for you, our entire family might have been burned to death." After finally relaxing, Lin Yongde suddenly found his face streaming with tears.

No gathering of momentum! No leaping! No use of artistic conception! No trickery whatsoever! He simply walked step by step toward the Snow God Peak.

A blinding flash of cold steel pierced straight through his back. Xiong Da froze for a brief moment before erupting into motion, leaping high into the air.

Linger asked Gu Yun to carry a block of pig iron from the floor onto the forging table. This block of pig iron was three feet thick and five feet square, resembling an evenly cut stone slab weighing over a thousand catties.

The Fire Spirit Python let out a bizarre, long hiss. The sound resembled the howling of fierce ghosts, utterly terrifying and bone-chilling. As the long howl faded, the rippling magma slowly grew calm. Meanwhile, the exceptionally huge and ferocious body of the Fire Spirit Python, resembling an ancient divine serpent, seemed to have lost all its strength.

Cheers erupted from the audience stands. The two sides were at daggers drawn, and with both captains choosing to duel right at the start, it was thrilling indeed.

After seeing Yi and his companion into the carriage, the remaining four British naval officers exchanged a few whispers before taking their seats in an orderly fashion in the back row of the carriage.

Those black seeds were extremely difficult to spot in the cover of night. Taking the knights completely by surprise, they drifted close before bursting open simultaneously, turning into clouds of fine dust that hung in the air and enveloped the men.

With every move she played, Golan fell into noticeably deeper thought than before. At times her brow knitted tightly, and at other times she offered a bitter smile, as if experiencing a sudden flash of total enlightenment.

"Hehe, since when does Mount Shu stoop to flattering others? This brother here has not the slightest connection to your Mount Shu. Surely you don't think that just because you're pretty, this brother will come to Mount Shu's rescue?" At this moment, Liu Yong's voice rang out with a heavy dose of ridicule.

"Since you're coming over, won't you find out for yourself?" Without giving Old Xu a chance to reply, Liu Yu hung up the phone directly, tossed it onto the coffee table, and looked at Dong Liang, only to find the latter staring at him with a very strange expression.