The Courage to Bargain with a Tiger

"Indeed, the generation elder Liyou, also known as Daoist Cuifeng, is truly my master. Though I am quite reluctant to admit it, it is the absolute truth," Qianye said with a bitter smile.

A wicked smile curled the corner of Lin Xiao's mouth, yet his eyes remained entirely devoid of amusement. Clenching his fist toward the heavens, he shouted in a cold voice.

Everything was different now. Following the battle at the Xuanyuan Holy City, aided by the space-time beasts that trapped the main forces of the abyssal creatures, the combat capability of the remaining abyssal entities had become negligible. Thus, the creatures of the world finally possessed the confidence to eradicate them.

Beside Wan Chongwu, Wu Yue stepped forward to greet them. Both the Tian family and the Tong family were prominent clans within the Shangshui Prefecture, and the identities of their respective heads were naturally extraordinary.

Yun'er sat gracefully at the table, clad in a pure white cotton-brocade long dress trimmed with gold, her silhouette appearing all the more exquisite. Adorned with no jewelry, her long hair fell softly and smoothly across her shoulders, save for the ring exclusive to the Five Messengers of the Dream Realm, which still gleamed brightly on her slender finger.

Song Ruyu stared with bright, sparkling eyes as something warm suddenly landed heavily upon her lap.

Yet, upon truly entering the Fallen Phoenix Forest, gazing upon the corpses strewn everywhere and witnessing how every single body had been slain by a single sword strike straight through the glabella, the numerous cultivators who entered grew even more terrified in their hearts.

While the Emperor was as such, beneath the Emperor, both sides were evenly matched. Interestingly, most of the half-step Emperor realm experts from both factions were locked in combat in the vicinity of Jun Yixiao.

At that moment, just behind the crowd, Hanshan let out a mighty roar, swinging the massive axe in his hands with tremendous force. The giant axe absorbed nearly all of Hanshan's true Qi, transforming the driven axe-image into a behemoth ten zhang in size, carrying the latent might to split mountains.

"I am the sect leader, and I know every single secret of the Cloud Heaven Sect like the back of my hand," Shu Yiqian said with a triumphant smile.

"The atmosphere is wrong; I had better leave." The golden donkey followed closely behind in a flash, darting straight out of the grand hall with movements astonishingly nimble.

Because once those two prefectures were lost, the Celestial Kingdom would have its sights set on Jiangling City. Should Jiangling City fall, even the capital city of Yingdu would likely be in danger.

If Long Jianfei could tolerate Wang Di once or twice, fine, but if he was going to endlessly harp on things while drunk, then he would no longer stand for it. His expression shifted visibly, and Ge Biao, standing off to the side, took in every bit of this clearly.

"Let's go, Yi. I'll take you to meet your trainer, and then you can meet your fellow training camp mates!" Dafi stepped forward, leading Yi Yang toward that milky-white oval stadium.

The group exchanged some brief pleasantries, the customary preamble over the dinner table involving mutual toasts. After three rounds of drinks, the time had come to bring up certain matters.

Throughout the grand hall, Yeying kept her lips tightly sealed without a word, pulling a pitch-black object from her bosom—a black skull pendant that continuously emitted a faint, eerie glow.

"Captain Xiao, was this person the only one causing a disturbance just now?" Jiang Dong ignored Xue You, turning his gaze instead to ask Xiao Guoguang.

Early the next morning, Long Jianfei was picked up by Su Dao. Although their vehicles had been impounded these past few days, what kind of man was Long Jianfei? He would never allow himself to be treated like a lamb to the slaughter. He had arranged for Su Dao to find another transport team to resume the renovation work. Consequently, not a single day of work had been delayed, and with round-the-clock shifts, the project was progressing smoothly.

At this moment, Zhao Yun arrived on the scene, and Li Zhen joined forces with him. Contacting Qin Ming and Xun Guan as well, the allied armies wiped out the remaining five thousand Yellow Turban remnants on the periphery. Following that, Zhang Liang and Luo Bingyan led the infantry down the high slope.

Nowitzki glanced at his phone. It was already twelve-thirty in the morning, yet Yi Yang showed not the slightest inclination to stop his training on the court.

These chickens were all produced through 3D printers, looking virtually indistinguishable from real chickens. Their meat was crafted from a hyper-realistic chicken meat material, offering the exact same texture and taste when eaten. Afterward, these chickens found their way into the pots of thousands of households.

"Under." Wei One had overheard the conversation between Ye Qingjue and Jin Lan, and therefore dared not harbor the slightest bit of doubt or rebuttal toward Ye Qingjue's words. He refused to let the master who had nurtured them for so many years find that, when most needed, not a single one of them was by his side to provide protection.

"Since that is the case, we obey." Jeff accepted Koldrak's command with absolute calm. Both Justin and Alexander had previously stipulated that suggestions could be made to Koldrak during the mission, but once Koldrak rendered a decision, they were bound to obey.

At these words, Wan Shitong continued to stare fixedly at Li Hai without blinking, until the latter slightly raised his fist, before speaking in a serious tone: "You've changed!"

For the direct disciple of a guardian sect to die right in front of Qi Jingming, the monarch of the Heavenly Cold Empire, was something that simply could not be easily justified no matter how one looked at it.

Seeing that none of these individuals had any intention of speaking or making a move, Li Hai took the initiative and said, "Gentlemen, do you really intend to wear me down like this? If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

Precisely because of this, the massively built Rondo, who always charged into battle roaring at the top of his lungs, inevitably became a prime target for enemy assaults. Had it not been for Rondo's formidable strength and exceptional physical conditioning, he had no idea how many times he would have died over the past half-year.

Upon hearing the name "Young Master Qingjue," the folding fan Luo Wushen held in his hand paused noticeably. With a soft chuckle, he continued on his journey without a moment's delay.

Beneath his feet, the six transmission jade slips flashed with ripple-like radiance. The moment that light dissolved and vanished, Ma Tian took a deep breath, glanced at Su Mu beside him, and nodded.

"Not good!" The old man in red was secretly startled. Originally, he had planned to take advantage of the darkness to render Ye Feng unconscious while he was bound, and then carry him away. But now, things had turned tricky; he could not harm Ye Feng, yet he had no idea how to subdue a Ye Feng who had lost his sanity.

"Come, old Meng, you and I shall have a drink together." Seeming somewhat reluctant to let Meng Tao converse with Chu Shuai, Gao Meng strode over with a bottle of liquor to invite Meng Tao for a drink.

"Why are you here?" It was exceptionally cold tonight, and seeing the slight bluish tint of frost on Ye Mengmeng's face, Gao Meng's tone of rebuke carried a trace of lingering tenderness.