Chapter Sixty-Three: The Dark Runes

At this moment, Zhao Yuan felt a great sense of surprise upon hearing this. He said, "Is he really that powerful? Is there truly no way to defeat him?" Ye Yuer replied, "Of course, there is a way to solve this." Hearing this, Zhao Yuan felt a glimmer of hope. He quickly said, "Tell me then, how can I defeat him?"

Ye Yuer said, "You must put in even more effort than he does. Only by becoming stronger yourself can you truly grow and defeat him." In his heart, Zhao Yuan thought, "Isn’t that just the same as saying nothing? What does that even mean? I give up..."

At that moment, both of them silently thought to themselves how narrowly they had escaped disaster. Zhan Yuan felt relieved that he hadn’t been blinded by anger; had he rushed forward to fight, his late-stage Soul Division strength might not have been enough to even trouble the other man.

Outside the city gates, Chen Ren, Gan Ning, Lu Meng, and He Qi had already brought thirty thousand Mountain Blade troops to a halt outside Hanzhong. Yet, Chen Ren did not order the Mountain Blade troops to stop advancing. Gan Ning and the others looked at Chen Ren in confusion, unsure of what he was planning.

"And what else?" I pressed on. If there were another choice, I certainly wouldn’t want Wild Dog to take such a risk.

Chu Di nodded, using sign language to say: Very vivid, you’ve drawn it well, even if it’s just a rough sketch.

Meanwhile, in another patch of woods, countless figures lay concealed. At the very front, a man clad in black armor glared with eyes shining with a cold light, staring toward the distant camp where bonfires had begun to glow.

This, in fact, is a common flaw among people: when everything is going well, they often fail to see their own faults and problems. Wasn’t it the same after Zhao Ming took charge of Dayang?

Master Yan knew well how grave it would be if such carelessness occurred while deep within the Heavenly Court.

Tu Tianjiao smiled and said no more. However, he truly would be busy for several days to come.

Shen Su’er was somewhat surprised, seeing how Sima Luo seemed quite at home in the kitchen. Was he really the crown prince?

"Thank you, Madam." Aunt Zhu was grateful that Ru Qingshi had given her an excuse to leave; if she stayed any longer, who knows what awkward questions Dong Lifen might ask.

"So the opponent isn’t some ancient monster from the Forbidden Zone?" asked another voice, laced with laughter.

Thus, Xiao Shuixian left Nangong Jun’s tent early, bathed, and made up her mind to see Chen Ao. Boldly, she resolved to confess her feelings that night. If Chen Ao felt the same, they would seize the moment and ask Empress Dowager Xiao to officiate their union.

Zhang Xiaofeng immediately raised his left hand and found the Vermilion Bird jade hairpin trembling even more violently in his grip. But what startled him more was that the strange purple flame in his right hand seemed to resonate with the hairpin; the violet flames leapt and danced with joy.

Of course, as the instigator of this entire affair, our protagonist Zhang Xiaofeng remained utterly oblivious to all of this.

He realized he had just betrayed a trace of nervousness, which might have given the two nearby people some clues—perhaps that he knew this so-called Xidong.

Sun Wukong’s humility astonished the three Dragon Kings and the dragon lords. Was it really this monkey who had boasted about storming the Crystal Palace? Ao Guang couldn’t help but suspect Ao Shun even more. Looking down, he saw that Sun Wukong was indeed wearing the Lotus Silk Cloud-walking Shoes—clearly, that old fox Ao Shun had already been there.

When he finally snapped out of his reverie, he was surprised to see Grinsel kneeling before him.

But the slap never landed on Sihan’s face, for a white-robed figure wearing a bamboo hat caught the man’s wrist.

Wu Wei, in high spirits, stretched lazily, full of confidence for the journey ahead. Having sorted out his thoughts and decided that there was nothing more to be handled in Revival City, he teleported straight to the Elven Valley.