Chapter 174: Beat Her to Death

Just as the flickering silver spearhead came within just a few feet of Qingpu Wujun’s spiritual form, a sharp, unexpected clash of weapons suddenly rang out, halting You Kuang’s assault in its tracks.

Martial energy surged explosively from his body. You Kuang’s eyes hardened, the playful expression on his face vanishing. He twirled the silver spear, carving a luminous rift through the air, focusing all his attention as he charged toward the Flaming Island’s demon beast legion.

“Let’s begin! The last thousand kilometers,” came the message from the rational persona. At last, the emotional persona initiated a pulse stimulation for the first time.

Yan Yongchun had not even left the house yet, but many people were already hoping she would never marry. If she heard this, it was hard to say whether she would feel joy or sorrow, anger or grief.

“Absolutely!” Hou Chang solemnly clasped his fists in agreement, then swiftly stood up. “Since this is serious, I will go see the master right away and explain the stakes.” After years of waiting for this moment, even his deep resolve couldn’t hide his eagerness.

Within the spaceport base, the people watched excitedly as the dark gold and yellow GN light trails gradually faded from a single point until nearly invisible.

“Brother Gong, bear with it a little longer!” Yu Ji greeted him. Without waiting for Zhang Gong to turn around, she spat out the spirit medicine she had been holding and pressed it directly against his wound.

It must be said, this auctioneer’s eloquence was remarkable. Under his narration, what was merely a decent longsword was transformed into a rare divine weapon of unparalleled quality, stirring many present to feel an irresistible urge to bid for it.

“Officer Noah and Commander Lund, may I invite you to take your seats? The mission for Bell Team is now at T-89 status,” Rajef Hatton said, gesturing toward the empty chair.

Chu Xu’s face darkened in exasperation. That girl’s mischievous schemes were endless. Give her a topic, and she could twist it to insult you indirectly, circling around the imperial city with every sentence fresh and cutting.

Being publicly exposed and harshly criticized in front of that person, even Sun Yang’s cunning and composure couldn’t help but waver.

“Ouch! Dark, aren’t you a mutant cat? Your grip is way too strong; it hurts so much!” An Ze gasped in pain, clutching his face. Through his fingers, the red marks of a plum blossom print were faintly visible.

This great flood had destroyed an entire dynasty. The newly established empire was only ten years old and had just begun to regain some vitality.

Mu Yao had no difficulty agreeing to her request and summoned an attendant to guide Chen Baiqi. Before leaving, Mu Yao warned her not to enter the handover area north of the Three Mansions. If she rashly ventured in and was caught by the guards, even he would be powerless to intervene.

Dai Li clearly hadn’t expected that everything she had done was so thoroughly understood by Mo Yitian, leaving her no room to defend herself.

Su Han raised an eyebrow, feeling unlucky to encounter two disasters right after stepping outside. The hatred in their eyes was unmistakable, making it impossible for her to ignore. They didn’t consider that all of this was their own fault—no one else was to blame. To harm others is ultimately to bring harm upon oneself.

An Ze remained silent. Ushihara Kisuke did not rush to speak either. When the intruders burst in, they, too, said nothing. The room was unusually quiet.

If he were truly a spy for Western Wu, he would not have brought Bai Zhi into the Qin family. If he was not a spy, then how had he convinced the Western Wu princess that he was one?

“Madam, why—” Lady Mu wanted to ask why Lu Xi had not kept Gao Yan. If Lu Xi had spoken up to keep him, her husband surely would have agreed.

Zhu Xiaoxiao could not help but be overwhelmed by the feeling of parting life and death. Overcome with joy and sorrow, she collapsed into his embrace, instantly turning into a weeping mess, tears soaking the front of Xiao Le’s chest.

They came from prestigious families: the senior executive leader Xianfeng and the righteous senior chairman Daogu. Behind them sat the five great protectors of the prestigious families and the three great protectors of the righteous sect. Each radiated an aura of solemnity and dignity, their presence commanding respect and discouraging any reckless gaze.

As Lu Jiao Jiao spoke, tears fell once more. The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became that there was no other explanation. It had to be Zhu Changrong’s infatuation with her beauty that had driven him to target her.

“Today, I have gathered you all for one purpose!” The speaker was Ao Guang, the First Holy King of the Demon Sect. Clad in white and of short stature, his plump face wore a constant smile, exuding a welcoming warmth.

“Ahem, Master, I think you’ve forgotten the true purpose of our mission,” Tang Xizhe complained stubbornly, while Ming Potian laughed, holding Tang Xizhe as they approached.

At last, he left her slightly swollen lips and buried his head in her neck, nibbling gently, his impatience tempered by a tender, protective affection.

After sitting on the sofa, I found it quite comfortable. It invited me to lie down and sleep.

The room was decorated with dazzling splendor. Four massive stone pillars, as thick as two people embracing, supported the structure; each was carved from the finest jade ore. At the center stood an ivory bed, draped with pink gauze curtains. Through the delicate veils, one could faintly glimpse the intimate scenes within.

“Hahaha, the barrier array was laid down by my elder brother and me personally. How could you possibly bring reinforcements? Prepare to die!” Bu Zhi laughed wildly as a chilling azure longsword suddenly appeared in his hand.