Chapter 35 The Root of the Rumors
The matchmaker from Su, who had witnessed everything, was dumbfounded. She struggled against Nie Rong, who was holding her back, her face flushed with anger: “Let me go!” She wanted to confront Ruan Tang about the money he owed her!
Ruan Tang raised an eyebrow and looked at the matchmaker, scrutinizing her before asking, “Who are you?”
Huo Yanxiu recognized the matchmaker and lowered his voice to tell Ruan Tang, “She is the matchmaker from Su.”
Ruan Tang suddenly understood, a faint smile appearing on his lips. “So it’s the matchmaker from Su. What business do you have with me?”
Teacher Huang, hearing the commotion, came to the doorway and asked the staff who were negotiating with outsiders what was going on.
Outside the city, Tang Yu was being relentlessly hammered by Zhong Chao wielding the Storm Warhammer. Watching this, the Six-Armed Vajra Yuanzhen and Yan Zhengqi, the senior disciple of the Feiyu Sect who had intended to challenge him, both grimaced in dismay.
After dinner, Li Mingren mentioned the plans for the next day. Contrary to Li Mingren’s assumptions, the Wang family was far from fragile.
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Only after both their fists landed simultaneously on each other’s faces did they momentarily separate and retreat to the edge of the battlefield.
A few people approached the car. Indeed, there was a beggar the bodyguards had mentioned. In front of Li Shan’s car stood a trash bin, against which the beggar sat, holding a piece of bread he had fished out from the bin, savoring it as if he hadn’t eaten a full meal in days.
He had his own means of survival and absolute confidence. Even if he failed to obtain the opportunity, he was one hundred percent certain he would leave alive.
It’s worth noting that this damage reduction applied after the various flagship auras and other accessories’ damage reductions—it did not stack with damage reduction auras.
He had a record of instantly defeating first-stage martial artists and once stunned a second-stage martial artist with a single glare—his talent was exceptional.
Lorren and Bai Ning lingered at a certain display counter. The treasures here were no match for those in the auction house, so they were put here for sale. Yet, in terms of value, the treasures in these cabinets were far superior to those outside.
Currently, the Daoist Fate Altar had already gathered ten thousand members of the Witch Clan, all of whom had ultimately become devout believers in the True Primordial Spirit.
“Do you know what the Two Dragons Emerging Formation or the Three Talents Taiyi Formation are?” Dian Wei recited the names of the nine other large formations in one breath.
Would one not kill a heavily wounded Divine Sovereign while he was injured? Would they wait until he recovered before striking?
After Prince Tianyi’s repeated negotiations, the alliance between Qin and Jin was unalterable, though no specific individuals had been named. Publicly, it was declared that the princess of the Haoyue Empire and the prince of the Guangyan Mysterious Medicine Kingdom had formed a Qin-Jin alliance.
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Once the Ancestral Witch revived, boosting the Witch Clan’s fortune, Yu Guo would have a great chance to ascend to the pseudo-Saint stage.
Even though Ye Xunhuan’s swordsmanship was exquisite, he still could not escape. To kill them all, he would need to strike with a single decisive sword; otherwise, they would rise again and attack him anew.
Their current state was as if endowed with clairvoyance and clairaudience. While convenient, it also made it feel as though flies were constantly buzzing in their ears, causing irritation and distraction over time.
The male Yin Spirit had just cast a spell to shield against the explosion’s shockwave, never anticipating Li Zhiyuan’s sudden assassination. His defenses were caught off guard. Seeing the blood aura rushing toward him like a rainbow, fear flashed in his eyes as he swiftly dodged.
“Of course, think about it yourself—an array with teleportation capabilities, no matter how ordinary, can’t be that ordinary, right?” Qing’er said with a hint of annoyance.
At least Jiangnan noticed many signs of birds resting on the surrounding tree trunks, indicating that numerous birds frequented the area, whether for drinking water or fishing.
According to his nature, he should have remained uninvolved, neither observing nor reacting. Yet just moments ago, he had sensed the presence of teleportation.
Still, some frowned in secret, guessing that Gu Luo Tianjun might have reached a critical stage in his cultivation, which explained the lack of response. After all, Gu Luo had been a seventh-tier Heavenly Lord years ago. Though a second-layer Yang Spirit extreme soul cultivator was tough, someone of Gu Luo’s stature would not easily fear an opponent—he would demand an explanation.