Chapter 109: Ambush on the White Wolf King

The beautiful woman leapt forward and spat out a wisp of pink-tinged, fragrant qi that surged toward Gu Zhao’s face.

Gu Zhao held his breath, but the pink qi still clung to his skin, seeping inch by inch, trying to penetrate his body—unfortunately, all of it was blocked by his true qi, kept firmly outside.

With a twist of his spear, Gu Zhao unleashed the Form-Intent Six Harmonies Spear, each strike aimed squarely at the rat-eyed man’s vital points.

The fundamentals of spear technique are merely parry, snatch, and thrust; other moves include stab.

Mo Zicheng had been about to act, but upon hearing their conversation, she quietly withdrew. At that moment, the two Daoist priests had finished their deliberation; both chanted their incantations simultaneously, and two white lights shot up from their shoulders. Mo Zicheng recognized them as swords—rare, top-grade magic treasures.

Mo Zicheng released the Dry Blue Ice Flame, a cluster of fire encircling the spiritual herb—yet the herb itself lifted slightly, as if exuding delight.

Evil is destined to be punished by heaven; since heaven itself has sent down a thunder calamity, what is there left to fear?

He really came—but why like this? Why, upon arriving, did he strip her of her purity with the cruelest means?

The heterotypes within this county were generally weak; none possessed combat strength comparable to a Xiantian martial artist. Their power was not even on the same level as steel battle armor.

“Didn’t I tell you to show some respect?!” Jiraiya growled, furious at Naruto’s disrespect toward his elders.

Zhou Quan felt he’d now locked horns with the Caribbean, as if he’d decided to settle down and make a life of it right there in that patch of ocean.

But now, during their global voyage, Zhou Quan had no such luxury; so when it rained, he naturally seized the chance to wash thoroughly. Though he wasn’t stinking, a good wash would surely leave him refreshed—he knew well how to use nature’s gifts.

“Phew—finally took one down…” Jiraiya sat on the ground, his body pierced through by the black rod.

He had barely finished speaking when the man ahead suddenly stopped—and then turned back, looked at Rong Yan, and beckoned to her with a finger.

General Wang dipped a towel in water and wiped the blood from Wang Chongyang’s face, then opened his bag, placed it on the ground, and set it ablaze.

With Lin Yumeng’s assurance, Mu Li immediately summoned Huang Gong to arrange for the sleeping ones to be awakened one by one, grinning so wide he couldn’t close his mouth.

Due to this demon’s escape, the Yellow Emperor and Empress Leizu nearly fell victim to its poison on their wedding night—this is a tale for another time, not mentioned here.

Li Tianqi could not fathom the reason, nor did he wish to consider it—but inwardly, he grew cautious. Had the Celestial Masters Sect secretly dispatched others here as well?

Wang Chongyang kept nodding in assent, stood up, watched the group leave Yudingji, then sat back down.

Jiangnan City is famous throughout the province because it houses the finest traditional Chinese medicine clinic in the entire province: Jiangnan National Medicine Hall.

Yun Ting sighed and gestured for him to sit; Tang Feng, seeing his solemn expression, complied and sat down.

“Yes, we found none.” An Taijun bowed her head, her face flushed with shame.

Moreover, the Nine Dragon Fire Refining Method originally provided by Han Bing had been halted by Lin Yumeng at the third level; since then, she had relied solely on the evolved version, the Soul-Devouring Divine Dragon Method—but Lin Yumeng understood that to enhance the power of the Soul-Devouring Divine Dragon Method, she must still perfect the Nine Dragon Fire Refining Method.

“Does who they are matter?” Paul asked grimly. Accustomed to battlefield slaughter, he found the question absurd—right before them lay their comrades’ corpses, yet they failed to grasp what was coming next, instead asking who he was?

Li Xu, who had been listening intently, smiled and interrupted Jin Minna’s words, fixing the camera with unwavering confidence.