Chapter 61: Luxury Sightseeing Train (End)

A mountain-like, towering figure loomed in the field of vision, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression with every inch.

"How are we supposed to fight this?" Lei Qingya's muzzle drooped unconsciously, struck by pre-battle cowardice.

Her fingertips trembled, her index finger sliding off the trigger out of fear that she might impulsively shoot herself first.

Lian Xinyi and Shen Zhaoming were overcome with despair simultaneously. Lian Xinyi asked, "Do hunters always have to face things like this?"

Shen Zhaoming murmured in a low voice, "I don't know."

Shen Xinyi wore no sorrowful expression; after all, she had experienced this kind of ordeal more than once or twice. Falling down so often naturally builds an immunity, so it wasn't really a big deal.

Upon hearing this, Zhan Xiu's heart sank by half. Could it really be that he was destined to stay here? Being forced into a matrilocal marriage wasn't entirely out of the question, but dealing with this many doorways was a bit too much to handle.

"Are you going to say it, or should I?" Xu Yaran asked with some hesitation. Such a cruel task was best not thrust upon her.

However, since this body had already been unequivocally confirmed to belong to the second young master Ji Fa, what was there to be afraid of?

"Right, right. I see everyone is in unanimous agreement. Well then, let's leave it at that for now. Today's wine is exceptionally good! Thank you all for coming. Another day, I'll host you at my Far East base, and I'll give everyone a surprise!" Chortling away, Victor played along with the group, continuing to provoke the silent Ferdinand.

Lang Yi and Lan Jie had been around the entire time. Being men, they were somewhat careless and completely oblivious to anything else, single-mindedly believing that Shen Xinyi had merely fallen ill.

The young man smiled slightly and said, "I am merely a mortal, nameless and faceless. On the contrary, you appear to be a military man. I wonder where the General hails from, and what brings you to such a barren backwater?"

The innkeeper was startled once more, but someone forcefully pried his mouth open, and the next moment he felt something slide down his throat as he swallowed an unknown object.

"There's a line," Xu Yaran said with a wry face, paying no mind to Li Yilan's wandering hands resting on her waist.

When Zhang Hongwu finally realized something was amiss, he had already lost control of the thunder elemental energy surging within his body.

Su Jingxiang was dead. She did not die because her lifespan was exhausted, nor due to the overexertion of her potential, but because her primordial spirit had shattered, resulting in self-inflicted death.

The keen perception of savage beasts far surpasses that of humans, and beasts like the Golden-Winged Great Roc were already considered high-tier savage beasts! For such a creature to feel terror, what kind of horrifying entity must reside within Death Valley?

In the end, Wang Hong and Jing Hanru agreed upon a signal and method for future contact. Originally, the two of them should have parted on joyous terms, but to avoid arousing suspicion, they ultimately settled on using Lingnan lychees and Imperial Consort Yang as code words. This led to a disagreeable parting, culminating in the scene where Jing Hanru and Wang Hong argued atop the city wall.

"It's alright, old grandfather. Just as you are cultivating right now, I'll go look for Ghost Brother. I wonder what Ghost Brother wanted with me?" Long Yun said.

Although Shousu's back was turned to the two of them so she could not witness Xuanyuan's unsightly state with her own eyes, she could well imagine how uncomfortable he must have been while steering his sword.

As for the young man, if he wished to become a powerful Rune Master capable of controlling his own destiny, and hoped to eventually challenge the realm of a Rune Grandmaster or even a Rune God, he had to pave his path steadily and firmly, leaving no room for carelessness or laxity.

"Search! Search thoroughly... Lin Xiaoran is severely injured and cannot have fled far... Kill on sight anyone you find..." Lin Xiaoran roared angrily.

Everyone nodded. Being able to participate in a skiing trip for free was already an unexpected windfall, so naturally, they would not demand too much.

After all, human hearts are always governed by the seven emotions and six desires, and even he was no exception. Yet, within Daoist cultivation, there is a realm known as the Supreme Oblivion of Emotions, which emphasizes purity of mind, few desires, and wholehearted devotion to the Dao.

"They're out, let's go!" Old Zheng said to Mofhun and Ma Yunfeng as they walked out.

"Amitabha, sins, sins..." However, Master Jueming chanted "Amitabha" to us while continuing to wear a smile.

Prior to this, everyone in Wan'an City knew that Xie Yixiao was an illegitimate child. Having such a man remain by Shui's side would only stain her status, as well as stain the status of Pei Yuanchu.

After more than a dozen fierce battles, the surrounding state chieftains and kings finally learned of the formidable power of the Demon Heaven Sect, and no longer dared to harbor any designs against them. Merchants passing along that route gave the castle a wide berth and never dared to linger in the vicinity.

"Very well, refine this material into iron first. As for what weapon to forge, this humble monk will come back in three days to let you know." Having given his instructions, the Demon-Subduing Venerable returned straight to the mountain.

With a deeply sorrowful heart, I squatted in the restroom for over ten minutes. During those ten minutes, I pondered many things and ultimately made a wildly crazy decision. I decided to pursue Xinyi and truly capture her heart.

This hidden weapon was called the Thousand-Mile Nail, Chu Feng's signature unique weapon which he rarely used lightly. This time, he had been driven to extreme anger, which was why he used it regardless of the consequences.

He had reported back to the Celestial Court for several days, never expecting that the relationship between the Ninth Princess and Jing Lichen had progressed to such a degree.

When she finally regained consciousness and managed to open her eyes, she found herself lying in a guest room of the State Preceptor's Mansion.

"Damn it." The youth with the tattooed eye was provoked, reaching out to grab my collar, ready to throw a punch.

"If you were truly formidable, you wouldn't have been stuffed into a pocket!" A single sentence from Nicole left Simon speechless.

Yang Yu could only shake his head at this. He truly could not make sense of it, instead feeling that Mr. Wu's words contained numerous contradictions.

Ouyang Yan felt a slight inner shock, never expecting that the spatial tremor transmitted by the void beast skin tearing through the fabric of space would actually be sensed by Gu Tianyou.

The burly man led Crown Prince Xiaoyun onto the execution platform, untied the ropes from his body, and then bound him with iron chains to the central stone pillar.

Lu Kun nodded, and after watching Nie Wufeng fly toward the central peak, he summoned a flying magical artifact and flew toward Weapon-Forging Peak.

However, both of these methods had their limitations. If Bai had only these two approaches, she would at best become a short-lived hot-weapon user.

In theory, once a target is successfully infiltrated, they can be controlled, but this involves the abilities of the manipulation category.

Even more bizarre events unfolded: upon hearing the news that the Retired Emperor had fled Kaifeng overnight, Tong Guan, Cai You, and a host of other senior chancellors failed to even notify the Emperor, instead mounting their horses and chasing after him immediately. The procession was vast and mighty, stretching for miles in an imposing display.