Chapter 67: Unasked

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Although reluctant, she now knew that she had no room for resistance whatsoever. With bitter grievance, she turned around and walked in the direction Yang Jia had pointed.

Several days later, Aotian returned to the manor after inviting Duan Lang and Bu Jingyun. Upon hearing of Ye Feng's god- and demon-like capabilities, Aotian instantly flushed with excitement.

He was an extremely sharp-witted eldest son of the family, quick to grasp business matters; thus, among the entire Yang family, he held the highest equity in the Yang Group.

Moli watched the golden halo beneath their feet fade away and knew their oath had taken effect.

In an instant, Flitwick transformed into a massive owl, completely losing his human physical characteristics. His attributes in strength, speed, attack power, and defense were all massively enhanced.

"Quit? Doesn't that mean I—ahem, we won't have any goat's milk or cow's milk to drink every day! That won't do. You need to find another supplier immediately, we can't cut off the milk supply." The female proprietor nearly jumped in exasperation.

From the bottom of her heart, Su Cha held no favorable impression of him. To love Ruan to such an extreme extent—in the end, whose retribution should today's events be considered?

This was Master Wan's spiritual artifact! It was renowned even among the top hundred spiritual artifacts of the Divine Continent, and it truly lived up to its extraordinary reputation.

Therefore, their master treated them exceptionally well. Even after becoming the Domain Lord, he had appointed them as guardians, granting them status, prestige, and the position of being respected figures throughout the Xuanwu Continent.

It was only when the soldiers who had traveled to the different dimension returned that they informed everyone of this: all of this was connected to the Domain Queen.

A million years of brotherhood, a million years of camaraderie. When a brother died, those who survived did not mourn him; instead, they coveted his primordial spirit to augment their own magical powers.

"Yue'er, take them down to rest for a moment. Leader You and I have some matters to discuss," Manna said.

Hearing Su Fan put it that way, Tar gave an honest, foolish smile and said nothing more. Usually, Center or someone else would tell him step-by-step what to do; if left to figure it out on his own, Tar would be completely at a loss, having no idea where to begin.

The place below was filthy to the extreme, and it was the dead of winter. Requiring people to dig up such a repulsive location was truly a challenge. However, with so many police officers dead and not even their bodies recovered, an incident of this magnitude left no room for hesitation.

Zhong Zimu placed the phone into Su Ziqi's bag, then turned his head to see Su Ziqi still trembling incessantly as she sat on the sofa.

Just like her grandmother, who could not reveal herself to the world because she was a Fate Crone; just like Liu Shifan, who was born a demon fetus; just like Chu Mo, who was also a demon, an existence intolerable to heaven and earth. The moment he unleashed his demonic power, it would trigger a heavenly tribulation.

"However, the forces of the Ninja Vanguard run rampant everywhere. How can you say it has nothing to do with them? Sooner or later, they will invade the Moon God Planet!" Mu Xiao said with a puzzled expression.

"Once you're done massaging Zimu in a moment, do me next! I want to experience it too, to see what it feels like to have a cheap wretch like you massage my feet!" Lan Ruomei said imperiously.

"A gathering of the Big Seven!" Avril smiled gently, causing Su Fan to finally heave a sigh of relief. Since he had become one of the Big Seven today, they indeed needed to meet and discuss specific matters. After all, the entire alliance would henceforth be under the control of the seven of them, and certain things still needed to be clarified beforehand.

"What should we do then? Will all our friends and family die?" Chen Xuan asked as tears began to stream down her face. Ever since she met Duyu and traveled across the stars, Chen Xuan had always appeared strong and composed over the past two years. But this time, she could no longer suppress the worry and grief in her heart and burst into loud soars.

"You talk too much nonsense. Are you going to give it to me or not? If you don't, I'll break off our friendship." Ying Yaohua's face flushed slightly, and she raised her head to look straight at Gu Fei, asking overbearing.

She refused to believe that people from another world would establish an entrance in such a godforsaken place; that finally made her understand why the entrances opening onto Earth were so bizarre and varied.

Immediately afterward, four more disciples of the Dragon God Sect emerged from behind the woods—two outer sect disciples and two inner sect disciples—their faces also bearing lingering expressions of fear.

Chutong shrugged, carried Charlotte over to the sofa to lay her down, and then produced a plastic glove from somewhere, slipping it onto her wrist.

No matter what, they were high-stage Void Realm immortals. Even across the entire Flying Immortal Continent, they were figures who could roam unhindered. Yet now, they were being scolded like grandsons, and though their hides had grown thick over a century or two, they simply could not withstand it anymore.

She also knew that Zhuang Ning was too shy and embarrassed to initiate the topic herself, so she asked on Zhuang Ning's behalf.

As he strode past the young man, Yuan Xu suddenly whirled around, raised his walking stick, and brought it down heavily upon the young man's head. After delivering the blow, he immediately bolted toward the door.

"Dad! Mom!" Chen Fan drove the cart to a stop in front of his home, alighted with swift movements, and hurried the two elderly people toward the vehicle.

"How are we going to settle this? Pay compensation, or else I'll report this to the authorities and have your restaurant shut down for good!" the middle-aged man said resentfully, wearing a look that suggested he had them completely cornered.

"Sigh, I'm not washing it. This smell is delightful. Well, I'm heading back." Dayong sniffed himself from side to side with a look of utter satisfaction. It seemed this aroma suited his palate exceptionally well.

"You mean to say that we can foresee the future?" Su Yi's indifferent gaze began to radiate a dazzling brilliance.

Fang Xuanling posed the question, then glanced at Du Ruhui and Yuchi Gong. When it came to military matters, this group's words weren't final; they still had to seek the opinions of the military generals.

Yun Feiyang gripped the sword hilt once more. With a burst of physical strength, a muffled "bang" was heard as his outer garment shattered, exposing his robust muscles.

One must know that within the Heavenly Saber Martial Mansion, figures of immense power and high position such as the Gold-robed Elders possessed only the seventh to ninth levels of the Spirit Martial Realm.

Who would have known that the media would spin it into "doing good deeds without leaving a name," making Su Ming's image towering and glorious to the point that Su Ming himself felt somewhat embarrassed?

"Why did you only come to find the governor today? You should have known two days ago, shouldn't you?" Chang Fei asked, raising his head.

"Since that is the case, let us test our true skills against one another!" Seeing that Granny Sun was impervious to reason, Hao Datong dropped all courtesy, pointed his sword forward, tipped his toes against the ground, and lunged forward.

In the arena, Hulk's demonic energy had surged to a terrifying level, his strength increasing by more than threefold.

Listening to the conversation between Daoist Songyang and Headmaster Fang, this humbling tonsure seemed to be more than just a means sanctioned by the Spiritual Beginning Academy to plunder cultivation resources; it even appeared to be a measure designed to motivate new disciples to strive diligently in their cultivation!

For over forty years, regardless of wind or rain, unless she fell ill or something happened to her younger relatives, her prayers had never been interrupted. Moreover, even if she herself could not come, Shentu Jieling would definitely send Shentu Zunbao to pray in her stead.