Chapter 23

Li Mu smiled and remained silent. To be honest, he did not know why this roguish man had suddenly backed down. He had originally intended to teach the fellow a lesson had he attempted any mischief, but since he had not, Li Mu simply let it pass with a laugh.

If he were not the master of the Samsara world, he felt he would have struggled to comprehend the terrifying nature of that heaven-defying mechanism. But now that he was, he understood it profoundly.

"Your crimes do not warrant death. Follow behind us, and once I secure a large ship on the island, you shall ferry us across the river," Sanbao said to the crew in the water after settling the twenty-odd guests.

"The strongest individual force in the Navy?" Simon repeated in a low voice, a surge of hot-blooded excitement rising within him.

Wang Xiantong hesitated. The person before him was a wanted criminal, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard could appear at any moment. If they were caught, what would happen then?

As for the shortest distance in the world, a look of melancholy washed over Lan Xi’s face. What was the point of talking about that now?

A tall, sturdy man with chiseled features and a bearded chin stood at the bow of the ship, coldly watching the raging waves ahead. On the violently rocking deck, his body remained completely motionless. This man was Fleet Admiral Sakazuki.

Seeing Simon’s cold gaze drifting over him with such insolence, Hamm, who held a long blade, narrowed his eyes. Beside him, Yile reached out to gently block Hamm’s sword, putting an end to any thoughts he might have had about drawing his blade.

So that was it. I immediately used a town portal scroll, repaired my gear at the equipment shop near the East Gate, and bought several bundles of cheap red potions. My skills did not require much mana, and with the decent amount of intelligence I had added, the rate of mana regeneration was enough to offset the consumption of my skills.

Feng Xie’s gaze was truly as venomous as a viper’s. His undisguised dislike and disgust were so intense that it was impossible not to notice.

The Eastern Cang Empire had just produced an ancient beast tamer capable of commanding thousands of creatures, and now a Grade Five alchemist had emerged. Everyone was lost in thought, wondering why the Eastern Cang Empire had such good fortune lately. Were they on the verge of rising to power?

When she wanted to play a game, she would care about many things, but once she no longer wished to play, there was likely no one who could keep her.

He took a jade lock out of his tattered purse, looked at it with a desolate expression, gripped it in his palm, and rubbed his face fiercely.

Zongzheng Moyin intended to entertain Feng Shang. Since lunch had passed and it was too early for dinner, she figured there was still time to go back and catch some sleep.

Two hours later, a vortex began to form in the tribulation clouds in the sky, with bolts of lightning flickering within. Zizi knew this was a sign that the lightning tribulation was about to descend. Not daring to be negligent, Zizi had already brought out his magic treasure, awaiting the arrival of the heavenly trial.

Anping was a princess and Zongzheng Moyin’s own younger sister; if she said she wanted to search Changge Yue, let alone Wen Qingcheng, there would be no one who dared to refuse.

"Do you have any further instructions, Senior? As long as it is within our power, we will not refuse!" the old man bowed again and said.

"Mother, what happened over at Zuo Qiumei's place?" Chen—surely he wouldn't want to make her his princess? At the thought of this, Wen Qingyan’s heart leapt into her throat.

Her pale-ink eyes, filled with infinite murderous intent, instantly locked onto a giant grey wolf that had leaped into the air and stood suspended in a single bound.

Cang Jiuyao being so brazenly arranged by Yue Junzheng to stay in the side hall of the Golden Palace was truly unprecedented.

As for the existence of totem beasts, whether in the records of the Nine Provinces, the Divine Elephant, or the Great Ancient texts, they were all rooted in the primordial savage era. From a certain perspective, totem beasts were actually the earliest primitive incense deities.

However, as his gaze swept over the group from the Kunlun Secret Realm—the only ones not teased by Jantai Chuge—a trace of doubt appeared deep in Gu Qing’s eyes.

He Xiao smiled and said, "The scales on your legs haven't faded, have they? They can't be covered up. That isn't a mutation, but an inevitable reaction of the dragon gene in your body. You wouldn't still deny it now, would you?"

Where there were the most monsters and the best opportunities to obtain fresh samples was the defensive wall where the fierce battle took place. After hearing the analysis, Feng Qinglong was startled: "You can't be serious, isn't that just throwing our lives away?"

She had never seen them before. She wanted to ask them personally; perhaps she could learn things she did not yet know.

Hearing Chen Kai’s words, Li Dingguo could not help but nod, followed by a surge of anger—clearly still brooding over how the Yongli imperial court had lied to deceive Jin Tongwu.

Ming Hanfeng immediately raised his wide sleeve to shield Yun Tu, ensuring she did not suffer the slightest harm.

Meng Si noticed the old man’s gaze lingering on the fans outside the window and said with a smile, "Uncle, those are all Han Mo’s fans. We are entering through the back door to avoid being surrounded." She then smiled again.

She called out loudly, but all she heard was the rapid sound of hooves coming from beneath her. She must have been placed horizontally across the back of a horse.

On the road, Ouyang Song looked at his father with confusion, clearly not understanding how his proud and arrogant father could have conceded so easily.

Although angry, the Chinese netizens did not know how to retaliate. After all, it was a fact that China had paid the ransom to the pirates, and it was also a fact that Lin Huan and Sun Xiaoyue were left behind as hostages.

Until the sky grew dark, Wang Zhishan’s figure never appeared. Instead, it was Chu Tian who appeared.

Chu Tian walked with a gloomy expression. Since Chu Lingshuang was unwilling to speak, he would have to use other methods to get to the bottom of this matter.

After waiting for a few moments, Fang Haichen announced the ownership of this medicinal pill. As his voice fell, all the lights in the auction house shone bright.

As he spoke, Ramavia took out a large banner and injected divine power into it. The banner instantly unfurled in the wind, snapping loudly in the gale.

Seeing Mike Ray collapse to the ground, the referee immediately began the countdown. When the ten seconds had passed and Mike Ray still did not rise, he blew his whistle.

Some cultivators in the Title Immortal realm let out playful laughs and then summoned their own immortal mansions. In truth, magic treasures of this level meant nothing to them; they could refine them at will given enough time.

After being welcomed to Sword Mountain, it was time for the newlyweds to perform the formal bows. There was nothing particularly interesting about it; like wedding ceremonies on Earth, it was all the same.