Chapter Sixty-Six: Spirit Beast

Immortal Demon God You may also call me Little Wang. 1359 words 2026-03-05 00:49:25

When he heard this, Zhao Yuan said, “Then you must keep your word. As long as I defeat you, you must take us to see our mother.”

Hearing Zhao Yuan’s words, the woman replied, “Don’t worry, I certainly won’t disappoint you. If you can defeat me, I promise you’ll be able to see your mother. But remember, you must defeat me—do you understand?”

Zhao Yuan responded, “Alright, don’t worry. I’ll definitely come back to challenge you.” With that, Zhao Yuan took Zhao Ling’er and left.

Watching Zhao Yuan and Zhao Ling’er leave, the woman murmured, “You really are young and reckless…”

The guild president smiled, took the phone, and set it on a stand on the table, pointing it directly at Luo Bai’s face.

There was a warm water bath in the Chaofeng Palace as well, but at this moment, she was too exhausted to enjoy it. After soaking in the tub for most of the day, all her weariness melted away, and Ye Huange couldn’t help but yawn.

Lu Feng paid her no heed; he had long found Linda disagreeable. He had only tolerated her because she had once saved the boss’s life, but now she was becoming even more insufferable—he could no longer bear it.

His movements almost enclosed Jing Yiren in his arms, his hot breath brushing against her ear.

Sadly, they never saw him one last time, and never knew if he returned in triumph or died on the battlefield.

The black hole was about half a meter wide. A clawed hand reached out from the opening, hooked its talons onto the edge as if to gain leverage, and then a large part of its body emerged from the darkness.

“…” Ji Junxue’s words struck Gong Siyu like a physical blow. She felt as if a breath was caught in her chest, her face reddening with suppressed anger, barely stopping herself from spitting blood.

Anxiously twisting her fingers, as restless as an ant on a hot pan, Xia Yimo finally realized just how much she cared about Mu Jingchen.

Zhuang Rou didn’t want to get involved in their discussion. As long as she helped him this once, she would have repaid the debt of saving her life, sparing herself from his constant talk of marrying her out of gratitude.

As for Jing Che, Feng Tianleng had only met him once at the Feng family estate a few months ago. He knew only that Jing Che was friends with the boss—nothing more.

With a single bite of meat, all the accumulated fatigue vanished. Traveling by boat was pleasant at first, but after a while, it became uncomfortable. “How much longer do we have to go…” Liu He knew very well that the journey had only just begun. There were still at least fifty days to go before reaching Rome.

There were twenty-five mediocre martial arts manuals, and one that barely qualified as decent. In addition to perfecting the basic cultivation system, a corresponding beginner-level martial skill system had also been established.

“As long as you point this muzzle at the enemy and light the fuse, that’s all you need to do. Then wait for the cavalry to prepare to charge…” Liu He instructed Meng Chang—he would be the one to fire the first shot.

“Commander, the Eastern Chuan King has been captured. Our soldiers have taken the city gates, though there is still fighting inside…” The bound Eastern Chuan King was thrown down in front of Xianyu Fu.

The first chapter received over four thousand votes, the second fourteen thousand, and the third nearly nineteen thousand.

Glancing at the message from Song Xi, memories long buried in his mind began to resurface. Like a machine, he started to answer.

The Five Yuan and Seven Mang joined forces to take on a beast—not too difficult. Xi Xiu supplied them with information about the mutated parts of these creatures, so two out of every ten attacks struck critical points.

In the original timeline, he had already done this—and done it well. If not for encountering Yuan Shao, if not for running into Qu Yi, who knows how far he could have gone.

After seeing several animated adaptations imitating Shuixin’s popular works fail miserably, several companies quietly canceled their own similar projects.

Seeing the sign hanging by the gate, with the words “Boys’ Dormitory” written on it, Carris was instantly moved to tears.