Chapter Ninety-Two: Pursuit

The appearance of the Golden Bell Beast stirred not only Zhao Yuan but everyone present; their blood seemed to boil with excitement. "Let me help you subdue this Golden Bell Beast," Ye Yuer said with a slight curl of her lips. "It seems quite formidable. We should proceed with caution and handle it carefully." As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Yuan and Ye Yuer shifted into strategic mode. The Golden Bell Beast seemed to possess some intelligence; it raised its head and let out a roar toward the four of them, charging forward and slamming its front claws into the ground, leaving the group momentarily stunned.

But that daze lasted only a few seconds.

Diba sighed helplessly. How could she not see that Yuan Shanshan was acting strangely? But she also understood her character—strong and stubborn, never asking for help. If Yuan Shanshan wouldn't speak, there was nothing she could do.

Ding Ning breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she'd misheard just now, and smugly praised Liu Sheng Qiandai.

The elderly man shot Chen Jingming a resentful glance before turning his gaze away. The man was none other than Xiao Dingshan.

Both Village Chief Hu of the General’s Temple and Principal Fan had telephones at home. If he discussed it with them, calling Hao Shili wouldn’t be impossible. Even if a private call was inconvenient, he could always find time to go to the township or county to use a public phone—just a bit more trouble, that’s all.

"Is that really so?" After exchanging a move with Xu Ping, Wu Tian now fully trusted him. The reason was simple: he could sense that if Xu Ping intended harm, no one in this courtyard could stop him. So Xu Ping couldn’t possibly want to hurt his foster father, making his words trustworthy.

Though Cui Yuanzhen was a man, he was meticulous, prudent, and composed. His combat style was steady and impenetrable. With him on the front lines, the cultivation army had withstood countless attacks on the barrier led by the demon clan.

"Letting you die is too kind. You’re despicable, but I refuse to stoop to your level," Ding Ning said, tossing the poisoned needle aside.

It was precisely because he had devoured the soul of the master of the Twelfth Tower that he could so easily find its hidden bases and slaughter without restraint.

Liu Bei had thought Zhang Liang would immediately lead his troops back to Chang’an, expecting the hardest fighting to occur there with Zhang Fei. But to his surprise, Zhang Fei’s side remained quiet, while Hanzhong had already become Zhang Liang’s fortress.

Longevity holds infinite allure for martial artists whose lifespans far surpass the ordinary. How much more tempting must it be for those with only a hundred years to live?

Zhang Yida responded, then looked at Lu Min and smiled, "Old Lu, do you remember when you came to Ruixiang to see me three years ago?"

[Strange] Wei Yu leapt down from his carriage, only to find that the carriage that had sped past his earlier had also been stopped.

Zhang Yida nodded in agreement, adding, "Ruixiang now has over 400 million registered users, and we’ve also expanded our business overseas."

Just as Liu Rong felt her livestream was finally settling down, gifts began to appear once more.

Her boyfriend, Wang Bo, was stunned as well. He had no idea what had happened between her and Chu Tian, but his face instantly turned ashen as he chased after Li Lin.

The Nine-tailed Fox played its first melody when he remembered his love for the sword. Now, once again, it played the tune etched deepest in his memory—a reminder that it was his love for the sword that made everything about it his passion.

"So sweet-mouthed?" Luo Bing raised her brows, gazing at his handsome face. Blushing, she rose on tiptoe and kissed him first on the left cheek and then the right.

The second time he used it, the Golden Spiritual Energy was insufficient. He managed only one move, but combined with the chaos of the Bee Flower Dance and the power of the Three Crane Spears, he still dispatched the eighth enemy with ease.

I estimate their bottom line is probably somewhere between $7.5 billion and $8 billion.

"If you truly mean to subdue that demon, then go ahead. Why entangle yourselves with us? We have our own affairs and don’t intend to go with you, nor do we need your protection. Is that clear?" With a cold glance at the crowd ahead, Hua Jian, following Yun Fu’s words, spoke with clear displeasure.