Chapter 39: This Sentence Was Effectively a Fatal Blow

"In that case," Han Qian said, lightly tapping her left palm with her right fist, "Qi Kang and Teacher Zhong will watch the vegetable stall, while Yu Zhisheng and I will take the four children—the little princess included—to solicit customers nearby."

"Let's see how it goes. If it doesn't work, we'll think of something else; we can't just waste time standing around here."

Qi Kang and Yu Zhisheng agreed with this plan.

"Let's move the produce to the stall first. Selling while soliciting customers is better than just standing here doing nothing."

Suddenly, a wave of turbulence erupted from the third spiritual energy chamber. Yun Tianyang’s eyes brightened, and he immediately headed toward it.

Yet, a tidal wave of panic surged within his chest, impossible to suppress. For an instant, he almost believed that Qin Shiyuan had harbored ulterior motives and meddled with something.

The students, who had previously held firm faith in Yun Tianyang, began to waver at this moment. They did not know whether Bai Ye’s suspicions were correct, but seeing Yun Tianyang remain silent, their confidence flickered back to life.

To be told that one is not handsome or lacks charisma would make any man feel a bit displeased, but Lu Tianyu, knowing he was in the wrong, could only offer a bitter smile.

"What are you laughing at?" His hearty laughter made Feng Wu feel as though she had nowhere to hide—a very unsettling sensation.

Yun Tianyang narrowed his eyes, his blade dancing before him to weave an impenetrable wall of steel. One could only hear a series of "clanging" sounds as the hidden weapons, which had descended from all directions, were completely deflected by his strikes.

Over the next day, the two of them visited many places and questioned many people; they even went to the police station, but they learned nothing at all.

Qi Kuang had performed beyond his usual limits, refining a third-tier spiritual artifact. What could Yun Tianyang possibly produce?

Dandan’s voice remained coarse. Feng Wu guessed he was going through puberty, though it had arrived quite late; she figured he was just the type to be a step behind everyone else.

Just as Mark issued his statement, the other three families released identical declarations. It could be said that with the backing of all three, the Long family was now completely ostracized.

Meanwhile, Blake looked calmly at his opponent before him—the Electric-type sprite, Ridell.

The world of the Taotie was the location of its divine domain. The beings under its command lived under its protection, flourishing in an environment of abundance without a care in the world. Compared to the creatures of their own realm, who lived hand-to-mouth in constant strife, they were like long-domesticated sheep. This was exactly why Zhuang Jian’s refinement of the Myriad Living Beings Chart had proceeded so smoothly.

"Your Majesty is so magnanimous. On behalf of my son, I thank you for your immense grace! Wuwuwu!" So saying, Liu Yan knelt, weeping bitterly as he kowtowed to Liu Hong.

As it turned out, the primary commander of the Huying Mountain defense line was the Beast King of the Tiger-Hawks. Possessing great magical power and a talent for swift, surprise attacks, he had expanded the defense line several times over. It was this that allowed the flying beast demons, under his leadership, to break through all the way to Mount Xuanwu, where they continued their atrocities, slaughtering innocent civilians and immortal spirits alike.

Zhan Li’s gaze lingered intentionally on Mo Yuhe’s eyes, and as expected, she had not been mistaken.

As that surge of spiritual energy dissipated, a sympathetic resonance left Huyan Lie feeling a hollow void within his body—the first time in so many years he had felt so powerless.

"Whose life?" Feng Yufei felt this was something that needed to be clarified. What if one day he suddenly said, "I want your life"? Wouldn't that put her in grave danger?

Tai Shang Laojun had always been one to foresee events. Having seen the Eastern and Northern Heavenly Gates already attacked by the Grandmaster of the Eastern Emperor—and having nearly succeeded both times—he calculated that such a formidable enemy would likely advance upon the Western Heavenly Gate next. Thus, he returned to the Tushita Palace in advance to summon his generals and organize a defense.

At this moment, most of those nearby instinctively wanted to retreat and flee, but the unfolding events happened in a flash, leaving no time to react. Consequently, no effective escape route formed behind Gu Luo, leaving him with no choice but to face the onslaught head-on.