Chapter 126: Ten Thousand Miles of Sand Along the Nine Bends of the Yellow River

Innate beings, or rather innate divinities, may remain unmoved by desire for an eternity, but once the flame of passion is ignited, it becomes truly impossible for them to extricate themselves. This was true for the nine maidens born of the Nine Tripods, and it is no less true for the current Empress of Taiyin.

The misunderstanding on that day had first caused ripples in the Empress’s heart. Later, learning of Guo Xiaoshan’s prestige from his own lips, and through their subsequent limited interactions, she felt deeply moved by his extraordinary bearing and noble character; he was indeed worthy of such high esteem.

In the Ziwei Palace, as he disciplined Guo Songyang—

Fist met thorn, then slid past to strike the elbow. First came a faint squelch as the stone-like knuckles drew blood. Then, fist and elbow collided with a crisp snap. It was the sound of the Golden Mantis’s arm bone shattering into pieces.

Only three men were drinking at a table in the shop. Despite the bitter cold, they were thinly clad; one wore nothing but a short vest, exposing his sturdy, tattooed arms as if to boast of his indifference to the chill, as though this alone could prove his strength.

And to be honest, in that situation, it was Bai Songdie who had proposed unleashing their full power, yet she was the first to flee. She didn’t utter a word as she ran, only claiming she was going to fetch reinforcements after Yu Nianxin called out to her. To Yu Nianxin and Li Jiayin, that was nothing more than an excuse.

"Yes, you're right. Once Jiang Chen is dead, we will leave this place," Shi Qingping said firmly.

One can only imagine how many billions of years it will take for the disciples of these great sects to reach maturity.

However, without Zhou Jing's help, my progress was agonizingly slow. After digging for quite a while, I had only managed to clear the dirt from the surface of the wooden box. Looking back at those two fellows, I found them staring at me blankly, which infuriated me.

Seeing this, Baldy Uncle Cat lunged over to help, but the man whistled, and the specter hovering in the air drifted over to push Uncle Cat and the others away. Knowing that any contact with such a thing meant certain death, I shouted for them to get back and rushed forward to shove Uncle Cat aside.

"My breakthrough to demigod status must be postponed by ten years." As soon as Hedlam’s response left his lips, Zhang Yao gasped in shock.

"Shut up!" Zhao Xiangyao’s way of responding to such a foolish question was to slap the man across the face.

Fortunately, Lin Han had ten-thousand-year spirit milk. After his bitter struggle against ten thousand human-level beast souls in the Beast Soul Tower, Lin Han had learned his lesson. He had swallowed over a dozen vials of spirit milk in advance, keeping them stored within his body, wrapped in demonic energy. If necessary, absorbing even a single drop would fully restore his demonic power.

Although they had agreed to study protective true energy, Zhang Hua, lacking real combat experience, still habitually treated his opponent as an ordinary person without protective energy. Otherwise, he would not have used a horizontal slash, but rather a direct thrust focused on explosive power.

Yang Pu pulled over a chair and sat down next to Tong Jing. "How should we tell Boyang about the child?" He wanted to seek her opinion. If Tong Jing did not want to tell Boyang, he would listen to her; then, they would say nothing.

Niu Er chuckled: Just a moment ago, he had been like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, unable to recognize a good heart. People had treated them as guests with kindness, yet he had spoken ill of them—was that how a human should behave?

The onset of winter in Beijing was already apparent. The mercury in the thermometer was nearing zero degrees Celsius. The Siberian cold front from afar had silently drifted over the city.

At this moment, watching helplessly as her single strike killed or wounded five or six of his men, he could only curse the constraint that forbade them from killing their captives.

Chen Yi, thinking quickly, reached out to undo the button on Lin Qing’s waist and pulled her trousers down with force.

But for now, Liu Xiao could not spare the time to study that vulnerability; he needed to rush out a dedicated removal tool, and he had to do it before Wei Gang.

"Hello. My name is Boyang. Architecture department at Tsinghua. And you?" Boyang played along, shaking the hand Gong Shengkai extended in a relaxed manner.

Liu Chen glanced over. "That's right, looks like you're quite proactive in your work!" Liu Chen laughed as he finished speaking.