Chapter 65: Uncle Ge's Abrupt Appearance

When she opened her eyes again, the sky was faintly bright. Although the lingering shadows from her dreams had not tormented her all night, they had still left her temples throbbing with pain. Qiao Ruyi stared at the tent ceiling to collect herself, then turned her head—the sleeping bag beside her was completely empty.

Glancing down, she realized that Xing Lin's jacket had somehow been draped over her. In her daze, fragmented pieces of memory drifted back; it seemed Xing Lin had been comforting her by her ear, telling her not to be afraid. It was his voice, and she was sure she hadn't heard wrong.

Arriving at the Western Niuhe Continent, Guo Qing inquired along the way for the location of Fangcun Mountain, yet very few people actually knew where it was.

As for the white-robed spirit puppet, it was entirely straightforward. Just as the heavy ruler whistled toward it, the puppet abruptly raised both hands.

Comparing the three emperors, the Nine Calamities Emperor protected the rear of the Outer Realm, the Jade Hand focused on primary offense, and the ten-thousand-zhang giant palm assisted the Jade Hand in launching the main attack.

Outside the formation, Elder Liu gazed at the grand array, her cloudy eyes filled with icy coldness. At this moment, how she wished she could step into the formation, execute Yi Han, and drag Qingxiu back—yet she dared not.

Joining forces, their strength should have been enough to shake the existence of a grand swordsman. How could they have possibly been instantly annihilated by Ma Dong?!

For him to go up there would simply be offering a warm face to a cold backside. Proud as Shi Gandang was, he could never bring himself to do such a thing.

Kindaichi instantly perked up. This mission was primarily about saving his own life, and it was one where success was mandatory and failure unacceptable. Saving his life came with a reward of twenty million, making this a deal well worth taking. Even if the client didn't pay, he would still go through with it.

The Absolute Sword Sect also regarded Long Xian'er as one of their most precious disciples to be cultivated, placing high hopes on her to lead the sect to its peak.

At the Frost Heaven Divine Pool, countless elders, deacons, and even sect masters of the Heavenly Frost Sect whose lifespans were nearing their ends would choose to pass away here, evaporating the energy within their bodies and dispersing it into the pool water.

An Ning knew all too well how to hoodwink people. Sure enough, a mere two sentences completely dispelled Ye Xingxing's doubts, and she signed her name without the slightest hesitation. The moment she signed, the contract instantly glowed with light, indicating that the pact between them had been successfully forged.

Seeing that the evening sky was growing late, Ye Xingxing directly dismissed the gathering, and everyone left one after another. Stepping out of the practice room, she saw Gao Fushuai and Chu Fan waiting for her outside.

Finally, having no other recourse, they asked Deaf Granny from the backyard to mediate before He Yuliang finally decided to let Liu Haizhong off.

Yu Banyue glanced at Xu Zhengyi. She still hadn't wrapped her head around the situation yet; rather than viewing Xu Zhengyi as an enlightened master of the Dao, she still saw him as a middle-aged man who had just lost his job. It could only be said that Xu Zhengyi usually disguised himself rather well.

Seeing that the other elderly villagers were still out in the fields toiling away, the old grandfather felt a myriad of unspeakable emotions churning in his heart.

Following that, Wei Mingting asked Wei Yingchen several questions, all concerning Wei Yingchen's recent situation at the academy, which Wei Yingchen answered one by one.

His glacial sword Qi possessed a subtlety of transformation that had reached an unimaginably profound realm. No matter how Yan Xi looked at it, he could not see through it; his crude swordsmanship was simply no match for these extraordinarily exquisite changes.

Ouyang Shi had been through countless storms and had even dared to betray an iron-fist organization like the Umbrella Agency. Even when his subordinate character cards were discarded and he was left entirely on his own, he had never felt fear.

Just as this Dog-clan person was about to retract his arm, the Dragon Claw Hand had already clamped onto his wrist and exerted force. A cry of pain was heard, and presumably, his elbow joint had been seized and dislocated.

The next day, Qiao Erqiang contacted a nearby restaurant to deliver one meal a day to the construction site.

Thirty thousand years ago, the sea beast factions were thoroughly driven into the open seas by the human race. The Wolong Realm, possessing a high-grade spiritual vein, was exclusively occupied by humanity, leaving no room for any high-tier sea beasts whatsoever. However, with only a single high-grade spiritual vein across the entire expanse of the ocean, those transformation-stage grand demons were naturally unwilling to accept this and constantly sought to seize it back.