Chapter 112: The Crusade

As they spoke, Wu Mian walked into the practice room with practiced ease, while Lin Xin'an did not follow, leaving the space to him. The memory of O'Neal knocking Sun Zhuo down in the previous match was still vivid; they feared another physical confrontation and were worried Sun Zhuo would come out the worse for it.

Having run just over a hundred meters, they were suddenly met by a massive, surging shadow that blocked the entrance to the river valley in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it! These guys don't take me seriously at all!" Artest fumed aggressively.

Baked to a scorched golden brown, the island resembled an irregular, tough biscuit dotted with chocolate chips, with a massive structure shaped like half a jam-filled sandwich cookie standing in the center—the appearance of Biscuit Island was truly bizarre.

Li Sangyu gritted her teeth, thinking to herself that nothing would go wrong while she was away from home; she would leave the moment she finished celebrating Zhao Hongmei's birthday in five minutes.

Chi Shuyan got off the plane and took a taxi, rushing all the way home. But as she reached the doorstep and heard the voices of people inside, the joy and excitement on her face faded away.

Looking at Yu Xin, she hoped that she would be the one to walk out of Xili Mountain victorious, though she had a vague premonition that they would meet again very soon.

However, with only ten seconds left on the countdown, gathering one's strength in such a short time was no simple matter.

Wu Mian had indeed intended to hand him over to Officer Zhou, but after hearing Liu Chao's words, he changed his mind.

As far as she knew, Long Tai maintained close ties and deep personal friendships with several other hall masters. Furthermore, Jiang Shu, the fourth among the four uncles, held him in high regard. If not for his surname being Long instead of Murong, he would have been the top candidate for the second leader.

Since everything seemed fine now, Xu Yuan’s mind wandered to other things, such as finding food for Li Junxiu and herself to replenish the stamina she had so severely depleted the previous night.

Although there were many treasures inside, there was nothing comparable to the Heavenly Master Sword; for the sake of the bigger picture, Gu Fan had given it away.

The void trembled as a sword aura surged from Xia Zheng’s fingertips. Unlike the one Zuo Tianxing had displayed, his was an evolution of the Primordial Spirit Sword Slash, an incomplete version of the technique.

He was no longer the Yang Fan who had once braved Las Vegas alone. People grow; having experienced so much, his strength and temperament were far beyond what they once were.

Sun Yan took a deep breath and continued to speak to him calmly. No! I must endure it! After all, he is my savior.

These were all figures within the Thirteen Kingdoms who could cause a massive stir just by stomping their feet. Why were they here?

At this point, she had to be thorough and prepare for every contingency. This strike could not fail; if it didn't succeed, catching Luo Fei off guard would not be so easy again.

"Pfft~" Luo Chenlei burst into laughter upon hearing Xiao Tie’s words, finding him truly adorable.

Reaching the second floor, Yang Fan saw a white man in his thirties sitting in the living room.

Hua Yuye knew that the grave robber hadn’t told the whole truth earlier. As a stranger, Hua Yuye was still deeply distrusted by the man, who had kept much of his information as a fallback despite his pleasant words.

The Wagang Army was still under Zhai Rang’s command, and Li Mi had not yet seized power. Without the backing of a Duke from the Eight Pillar clans like Li Mi, the Wagang Army could not shed its image as a rebel band of outlaws, making it a poor choice to defect to.

The doctor said her body was very frail now. Any mishap could trigger a miscarriage. To keep the child she had carried for nearly six months, she had to follow the doctor’s advice and stay in bed to protect the pregnancy.

Not long after Chu Xiong left, Chang E stormed in, her stance clear: she did not agree to share the team's food with outsiders. Shangguan Wenfei was already used to Chang E’s attitude; she said only one sentence, which instantly turned Chang E’s anger into joy, and she sashayed out with a wiggle of her hips.

Most importantly, he had long harbored plans to expand his influence into the surrounding areas. Timing was everything.

The few people sitting by the campfire, each lost in their own thoughts, stood up immediately upon hearing the scream, a single realization dawning on them: something had gone wrong.

"Since it’s your brothers' kind gesture, just accept it. You don't want to make Mother angry, do you?" Jin Xi winked at Mo'er, persuading her with a playful smile.

"When I speak to you, you act as if you don't understand the human tongue, or you can't express yourself clearly. Yet when explaining such heartless, predatory things, your human language becomes quite fluent," Jin Feiyao said, looking at her with a faint smile.

She wanted to see what kind of power the Beast Explosion Gauntlets could truly unleash, so she could better apply them when battling other cultivators in the future.

"I understand, Father. I will certainly keep your teachings in mind," Zhang Xuanning said respectfully. He knew that the son of Master Su had previously been used as a pawn and tricked; although he was lucky enough to survive, he was left crippled. It was only after suffering such a massive loss that Master Su spared no effort to bring his own subordinates into the main hall.

But she also said that she wanted to marry Ran Min. She was struggling; she wanted to remain pure for him.

Upon hearing the sound of galloping horses, all the noise and laughter ceased. Those who were impatient turned and ran toward where their mounts were tethered—they were seasoned in slaughter, and one sound of those hooves told them that something urgent was happening.