Chapter 63 When in Rome, Do as the Romans Do

Xie Wanniang agreed so readily that Wang Xiaozhi instead felt rather embarrassed; the words she had blurted out moments before were actually born entirely of a momentary impulse fueled by deep envy.

As for Xie Wanniang's stipulation that her master forbade her from passing on her family's ancestral craft to outsiders, Wang Xiaozhi had not the slightest objection.

As a native of this era, she knew all too well how vital a craft was to an individual, let alone a whole family.

Let alone someone with no blood ties—

Hearing this, Zhao Yi grabbed the city-guard and, with a flash, appeared right before the gates of the City Lord's Mansion.

"I told you, what I lack least is compassion!" Lei Zhentian glanced at the loli and said with a proud expression.

However, having already witnessed the method by which Zhao Yi had guided them here, they naturally believed that none of this could be false.

"What are we? In the dark world, we go by a name: the Dark Web," the masked person said quite calmly.

Relying on the keen sense of the One-Punch Man, they perceived a vibrant burst of life energy. Racing forward at full speed, they hoped to achieve their goal of hunting down those strange life forms, only to find them devoid of any reaction, for this planet was as yet entirely desolate.

Yu Wuxia and Qinghu were chatting rather bashfully about the matters of the Triple Cultivation when she suddenly heard Ye Fei say those words, leaving her stunned for a moment without an immediate reaction.

Aside from her high-sounding pretexts, the most crucial reason she refused to choose Di Xin was that she could not control him.

Lin Feng stretched out his tongue to lick his upper lip, then gently bit down on his lower lip with his teeth.

For a while, not even the sound of breathing could be heard; the only thing lingering to focus the mind was that pungent smell of burning rubber, thick enough to be somewhat choking.

"What on earth is wrong with the two of you? Shouldn't you be at home in the middle of the night? Why are you running over here?" Tianci asked.

Today is Saturday, and as a bank employee, Xing Hui did not need to go to work, so she got up quite late today; yet no matter how late she was, she still woke up earlier than Liu Mengmeng.

"It's fine, go ahead and speak!" Changqing glanced at Felukey, knowing what he was worrying about, and thus said to him.

Certain risks simply had to be taken. If they were to retreat now, this cultivation journey might as well come to an end. Sure enough, Yinyue, Lin Qingyan, and Xiang Feiyu all nodded solemnly. Ning Shenyu had already wagered his life to contend with the situation; if they were still afraid that Kong Li might turn back to slaughter them, then they were hardly the proud prodigies of the Demon Clan.

"Not only that, but once the hypothesis of the spirit-medium is established, it can also brilliantly explain the phenomenon of visiting dreams. Such a figure, who has penetrated the mysteries of the realms of the living and the dead, should find it quite effortless to exert a trace of influence upon the mortal world after death," Tang Yuefei smiled knowingly.

She simply greeted Gu Huaiying and rushed over with her daily necessities, without even a spare moment to wonder if something felt amiss.

The ultimate despair is when you suddenly slam on the brakes right before your final hope, only to discover that the path beneath your feet has all along been leading toward a sheer cliff.

Alborot was startled and whipped his head around to look, only to see a youth in white standing beside Su Mo. Seeming to sense something, the youth's gaze also shifted over instantly. He paused slightly upon seeing Alborot, but as his gaze shifted fractionally, the next moment his eyes narrowed sharply, revealing an expression of disdain and mockery.

His tone did not sound like he was joking; rather, it sounded as though he were unearthing a secret that had long remained buried.

"If she keeps tossing and turning like this, sooner or later I'll exhaust my internal energy and die," Ye Wei said with a bitter smile as she looked at the person living within illusions.

With that, ignoring everyone's reactions, he turned around and went to instruct Fatty to find a wooden door so that Cheng Minzheng could be carried upon it.

I'm afraid there will be no way out in the future, either? The final outcome would be that they could only resolve the issue here through brute force. Moreover, he was currently right here in Desakava; if talks were to break down with the other party, it seemed he would also have to expend a fair amount of effort should he wish to leave this place.