Chapter 20: Mossan the Butcher of Bloodied Hands

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"We originally came here to have Sanzang take on a disciple, but who would have thought that we were a split second too late and Sha Wujing would perish? Although he once consumed men as a demon, the Bodhisattva had promised to deliver him from the sea of suffering. It seems the Bodhisattva will have to perform a few more rites of passage this time," Muzha said, looking at Tang Seng.

With a thunderous crash, the lead security guard was slammed heavily against a nearby pillar. Feeling as though his entire body were falling apart, he let out a howl of agony.

The crowd burst into laughter. It was true—everyone else would use Taoist magic to counter Taoist magic, or employ ghost thralls to combat it. Using common, everyday objects to fight back was something only I would think to do.

Once the dust settled, I quickly shone my flashlight onto the ground. The head of the Grudge Demon lay weakly embedded in the earth, staring at Sun Qing in sheer terror. Sun Qing, radiating intense hostility, seemed as if he longed to crush the demon into nothingness.

"I am merely a subordinate; how could I dare to sit alongside the Alliance Leader?" Hua Rui said, bowing respectfully.

To think that he, the dignified young master of the Qin family—a man whose single word would usually drive countless people to break their necks just to serve him—would be reduced to begging for help in such a humble, low-spirited manner.

With nothing to do for the moment, Duan Yu booked a few rooms. After dinner, everyone retired to their quarters. Chen Mo had only just rested when he heard a rhythmic knocking at his door.

"We shall discuss everything when the time comes. How are the scouts under Yang Mei?" Chen Mo asked, looking toward Yang Mei.

"The most troublesome part is that this Water Demon is only half-formed. The power of a fully realized Water Demon would be several times greater than this," Xue said.

"This... very well." Ruan Bin nodded helplessly. After all, Li Yao had been a great help to him; it was only with the other man’s assistance that he had successfully and smoothly obtained his Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner's license.

"The Nanny must have forgotten what I used to do; this little scene is nothing to me," Zhuo Yu laughed. She recalled how, when she first became Emperor, she had been filled with a mysterious, misplaced confidence. She had overcome countless trials and tribulations; if she could handle being an Emperor, being an Empress was a trivial matter.

Upon entering the cave, one could feel wisps of immortal energy lingering in the air. It was truly the place where the Silk-Web Immortal, Zixia, practiced—though the title of "Silk-Web Immortal" was one Zixia had given herself.

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As her spirit and energy flared, her terrifying aura doubled in an instant, breaking through the limitations of the Great Heavenly Realm and entering an entirely new dimension.

Thanks to the convenience of the internet and the frenzied sharing by netizens, this short video had spread to every corner of the web. Forums, video sites, and mainstream media all featured it prominently, even on their front pages. For a time, search trends related to "Daji" dominated every list.

Ji Qianjue swung his blade with overwhelming force, striking down at Yan Wuyou like a mountain collapsing. Yan Wuyou’s sword stance remained unchanged, pointing straight at Ji Qianjue, completely ignoring the incoming blade. Both were unleashing their full power; barring any surprises, their collision would end with Yan Wuyou’s defeat.

"Grandfather, I'm here!" At that moment, a tall, handsome man slowly walked over.

The only man on Mars, the only life form, had undergone a spontaneous mutation in the absence of any mating behavior, becoming a hermaphrodite and subsequently conceiving a life.

It was even possible that the surgical approach wasn't viable at all; right now, they were just putting on a brave face.

The design of the "Eye" was not something achieved in a single day. He designed it while enjoying the world, his life otherwise flat and unremarkable.

Once news of the Immortal Hong converting the demons spread, many disciples regretted their reasons for not going home. They regretted staying at the academy to study during the New Year instead of returning home to reunite with their parents and fulfill their filial duties.

But only at this moment did I realize that even though I had never asked, my attitude all along had been forcing Lu Xudong into an impossible choice between me and Guo Yuqing.

Before my grandmother passed away, she often came over to help look after me. She would frequently stroke my hair and sigh repeatedly.

Before Su Mo started coming around, he had never been this attentive to me. He would massage my shoulders and serve me tea and water. If he was willing to fawn over me, I would let him do it to his heart's content, accepting everything without the slightest refusal.

As soon as I stepped out of the car, I suddenly saw Chen Jiran’s vehicle parked not far ahead, and the President’s expression was extremely dark.

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With a wave of his left hand, three faint, pinkish streaks of energy sent three Yellow Turban soldiers flying. With another flash of movement, he was already at Gao Zhi's side.

Nuannuan looked at the tiny remaining bit of Underworld Incense and felt the urge to bite her nails. It was a bad habit she’d had in her first life, which the Fox Lady had forced her to break in the second. Now, with so many stressful things happening, the habit was showing signs of returning.

A cold glint flashed in Gao Zhi's eyes. The moment the crossbowmen paused to reload their bolts, he seized the brief opportunity, spurred his horse to speed, and charged forward.

After the shoot, Lu Baoxian let out a heavy sigh of relief. The next scene was the showdown between Nan Shu and Jiang Lu.

Even a long spear thrown from a distance by Gao Zhi atop the wall was something he, a great general of the Xiongnu, found difficult to deflect.

The Great Ape King obediently unleashed his brute strength, immediately uprooting a nearby tree and hurling it away.

"Understood!" Ding Li replied. He walked toward Bashan Hu, slammed his head onto the coffee table, and pressed the cold barrel of a pistol against his temple.

"That's right. I'm not just boasting for Ye Rou, but when it comes to computers, she is a genius!" Li Hongwei chimed in.

At this moment, in the Ancestor Hall of the Wei River Dragon Palace, the Old Dragon King of the Wei River was meeting with his third prince, Zhang Sanfeng, and the Marshal of the Imperial Guard, Li Bangtian. They were discussing strategies to counter the attack from the various water clans of the rising Wei River.

They entered the private room; it was quite spacious with a large screen, and in the center sat a table—this must be the card table Yi-ge had mentioned.