Chapter 35: She Is Nothing but a Siren

"Lord Asland, I, Wu Linyun, have come to disturb you, hoping that you might lend us your hand in our crusade against the earthworms." Wu Linyun stepped forward, bowing and clasping her hands toward Asland.

Chu Xiu stretched his limbs, didn't even bother with a cigarette, and wandered off to the bedroom. He collapsed onto the bed, and within moments, his snoring was like thunder.

"You will surely win!" Just then, an unfamiliar voice drifted from outside the tent. A white figure appeared, and with a slight shift of his intent, Ling Yan shadow-stepped behind the stranger, pressing his Shadow Tooth blade against the man's throat.

Cang Long felt as if he had stepped into an extremely dark world, a place filled with infinite shadow, where nothing else could be seen.

But for Duan Fengnian, this luster was lethal. Had he not been protected by the power of an immortal, he would not have dared to even look at that pale purple glow.

"You say you came here to ask about some things that happened during your parents' lifetime, is that right?" Elder Shen asked earnestly.

"A Divine General? Why would a Divine General come to help us!" Ling Yan did not trust the White Owl. He pressed the Shadow Tooth directly against the creature's windpipe; with the slightest flick of his hand, the blade would slice it open.

When those people saw the snail-like, agonizingly slow charging speed of the magic energy cannon, they fell into despair once more.

"If a ship in the middle of a lake were suddenly besieged by pirates, would it be right to kill one person to save the whole ship?" Xu Zhao asked, clutching his sword.

Looking at a hidden compartment in the corner of the room, Qian Yuan opened it and descended into the tunnel.

"So, you're saying Thanos has now stolen the Power Stone from Xandar, the Space Stone from Thor, and the Reality Stone from the Collector, Ivan?" Captain America’s face grew even darker. The stronger Thanos became, the lower their chances of victory.

Following his instructions, the next morning, under Brooke’s guidance, they set out toward the mountain pass of the Carola Mountains.

Initially, Ling Feng was surprised to discover these creatures, but realizing their strength was abysmal, he lost interest. For reasons unknown, he felt a deep, ingrained revulsion toward them.

"Even the sons of noble families have never successfully completed the Ultimate Challenge. In the boxing ring, it isn't about technique or forms, but strength and physical hardness." Old Wu frowned.

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After all, the Fate-Stealing Spirit Rat, with a cultivation base only at the mid-stage of the ninth-rank Supreme Realm, could not control the destinies of those at the peak of the ninth-rank Supreme Realm or the First-Tribulation Immortal stage.

Thanos was naturally furious about the death of the White-Faced Demon, but he was currently searching for the Reality and Soul Stones and had no time to spare. Of course, while he lacked the time, he would not let Earth rest; he dispatched his core legions ahead of time to wear down the strength of Earth's defenders.

"He insulted our young master; how can we let him leave?" the lackey under Gu Chengtian hurriedly said.

"What is this monstrosity! Everyone, take cover!" the short man quickly issued his command.

"Jin Wusheng!" the man introduced himself. He was not afraid of Liusu at all, for his backing was Jin Qianhe, who had deep ties with the deputy manager of the Star Pavilion.

The youth of the Tiangang Clan had his Tiangang body pierced by the long spear, blood spraying everywhere.

Whenever he saw Nian Funian, he would bow and remain in that position until the man departed; when he finally straightened his back, he would be drenched in sweat.

Ou Yuye stroked Mu Xiaoxia’s hair and set the hairdryer aside. Before she could finish her sentence, he swept her up into his arms and carried her toward the bed.

The Liang family patriarch was brimming with confidence, treating Qing Yang as if he were the Monkey King already trapped within his palm, unable to escape. His confidence was built upon his superior strength; since he possessed the power to crush Qing Yang, he had no reason to fear any trouble the boy might stir up.

Clang. Chen Gong closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw that the great sword had not struck but had instead been sheathed. He looked at Yuan Tan with a look of utter confusion.

He then looked at Ju Shou and Tian Feng; the idea of "holding the Emperor hostage to command the vassals" was more like having invited a houseful of ancestors to serve.

"Haha, so even you, Big Brother, have someone you fear. I won't get involved then; I've brought you here, and you'll have to walk the rest of the path yourself. But then again, what if she turns out not to be our sister-in-law?" Huo Shengxuan stared at his brother and frowned.

He said the latter part silently to himself; the villagers' spirits had just lifted, and he didn't want them to fall back into fear and panic.

She wondered, could it be that Meng Yining had nothing to do with Chen Shaoyou at all, and that the person who actually caused Chen Shaoyou to separate from Shang Qingyue was Tang Ni?

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In their eyes, a thousand infantrymen were nothing. To be considered a real threat, the enemy would need at least a legion of three thousand or more.

Qing Yang had only been in contact with the path of immortality for three months and remained a mere amateur. It was only after his recent interactions with Liang Zhongtian that his knowledge and experience had broadened, though there was still much he did not understand.

Zhang Wenzhong dared to threaten Prince Rui now, and it was likely he would do so again in the future. Given Prince Rui’s character, he would never allow anyone to threaten him in such a way.

"Respected Mind-Controller, do you require a guide? I, San Mao, know every inch of Shammong City like the back of my hand." Before he even arrived, the man who called himself San Mao began to introduce himself.

The mountain mausoleum had collapsed; the old ministers should have been thinking about the late Emperor’s funeral arrangements and inviting the new monarch back to the capital to ascend the throne.

"Who knows?" Asahina Nobuoki shrugged. As a member of the Asahina clan, he had always been suspicious of Okabe Motonobu. But now, as they were colleagues in the same court, and with the Imagawa clan having no hope of revival, he never brought it up again.

Xing An had said long ago that because he was the only one in the courtyard when Xing Shen was alive, there were no maids or servants to wait on them, so their meals were always very simple.

They had previously speculated that the Island God was a deity worshipped by the Southern Barbarian Fire Island, a purely fictional character that did not exist.

Chang Haitao and Chu Feng both looked at Gu Xuewu with confusion, unable to fathom her true intentions.

As an assassin of the Assassin League, the man in black felt no psychological burden when killing. He was a contemporary of Zhao Letian; even though he hadn't deliberately raised his rank, he had claimed nearly a hundred lives in his time.