Chapter 107: The Competition

Immortal Demon God You may also call me Little Wang. 1391 words 2026-03-30 05:42:03

Yang Mu stood nearby, worried for him. If he didn’t wake up this time, it would be disastrous. The competition was drawing closer, and they hadn’t even registered yet. However, they couldn’t leave this place. Batu, however, insisted they not worry and went ahead to register for the competition himself. All they had to do was wait for it to begin.

“I’m really worried he won’t wake up at all. You know how important this competition is for all of us. I think we need to think of other solutions. With Zhao Yuan’s current condition, there’s no way he can wake up, and with Zhao Ling’er here as well, there’s no one to take care of them.”

Everyone agreed that was true. Ye Yuer could help care for the two, but when it came to…

From the evening of the next day, thousands of cultivators were fleeing at every moment, while simultaneously, an equal number rushed headlong into the source of the chaos like moths to a flame.

Gu Beisheng frowned and looked at Gu Qing. Seeing her nod, he handed the dagger to the young man.

The matriarchs had no choice but to go along with the crowd. These defeated soldiers were already desperate. Anyone who blocked their path to escape might well be cut down without hesitation, even if it was a matriarch they once revered.

On the ground, the plague ghost’s expression suddenly changed. Letting out a shriek, it forcefully threw the plague demon monkey it held as if tossing a blazing hot iron.

The Spring Festival seemed near. These “Primordial Fish” might still fetch a good price.

But if one were truly prominent, it wouldn’t matter whether the country’s name was mentioned. For example, who wouldn’t recognize the president of Indonesia?

According to Su Quan’s explanation, the medicine shop called Jishi Hall was likely a letter collection point, where letters were gathered and sent back to the Medicine King Valley.

Chu Qinghuan didn’t dodge but reached out to catch it. The sharp glass immediately cut through his palm.

Of course, the Blood War was not just a battle between demons and devils; they were only the main forces. Many beings from different realms also participated, seeing the war as an adventure—a chance to make money, grow stronger, or seek revenge.

“Really, really, if you don’t believe me, just touch the halo above my head,” Sun Wukong said, pointing to the glowing ring above him.

In the imperial palace of Shengjing City, a military meeting concerning Lü Hanqiang was held throughout the night. Yet, given the current situation, none of the Jin officials had any good solutions.

Zhao Hongtao was repeatedly humiliated by Xia Chen, his anger rising. Seeing Xu Duoduo standing before him, he reached out and roughly pushed her, causing her to stagger.

Although Luo Rucai was about to retreat, he was deep within the Ming army’s camp, near the center, essentially isolated. Withdrawing from such a position was not easy.

Xu Xiao was momentarily speechless. Indeed, he hadn’t paid attention to the news for quite some time and had no idea about Da Huang’s recent situation.

It had been a long time since Zhu Ci had been questioned so sternly, causing him to choke on his own saliva; it was hard not to be angry.

Just as the grand elders and Yun Elder watched helplessly as they prepared to break through space and leave, an ancient voice pierced through countless dimensions under the dawn sky, slowly sounding forth.

The World King God surpassed all World Kings and even Great World Kings. Compared to Piccolo, his divine stature was worlds apart.

“Tell the village chief what else you’ve done to betray War God Village!” Xiao Fan repeated to Mo Shaocong, seeing the village chief’s inquiry.

“Husband and wife quarrel; they fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot. What’s so strange about that?” Chu Si said calmly. Chu Xiuxiu’s heart hardened. If Qin Xue returned, she would be no match for Chu Zhenzhen again. Considering how Chu Zhenzhen had ignored and humiliated her recently, she would never let Qin Xue return so easily.

After dinner, Lan Xing went upstairs again. After searching for a while, Lan Xing called several servants upstairs to help look around while he sat nearby watching.