Chapter 435: The Method of Change, The Naked Cultivation of Zhongxuan

When she saw Zheng Fa again, Xiao Yuying's eyes held a slightly complex expression:

Deep down, the fact that Zheng Fa would devise every possible means to rescue her did not truly surprise her.

Xiao Yuying had always been quite confident, feeling that she held considerable value for the Nine Mountains Realm.

But Zheng Fa's posture was somewhat terrifying—

He had the Sun and Moon Bell atop his head, Zhang Shijie held the Pure Bamboo, and Jiao Wuji stood behind them gripping the Ten Thousand Demons Banner.

Bringing his whole household along, it seemed as if he intended to send the entire Zhongxuan Sect in one go.

"Old Yan?" Wu Cuo rose and looked around; the bed beside him was empty, Yan Ruyu was not in the room. He checked the bathroom, but she was not there either.

"What rescue! Didn't you hear my lord say it? If the hall cannot be saved, you should run too. My lord's words must have a reason; we absolutely cannot delay my lord's important matters!" someone said.

Since some unknown time, the myriad worlds of the heavens no longer had her divine traces. Apart from the fearsome reputation passed down by word of mouth and the unceasing lineage of humanity, nothing remained.

The Soul Transformation described by Xing Sheng was one who could annihilate heaven and earth; though his cultivation was merely at the early stage of the Earth Immortal realm, he could easily block Nan Minghao. Moreover, after parting with Soul Transformation, he also heard some people discussing Soul Transformation, and upon making inquiries, naturally learned of Soul Transformation's growth experiences.

Originally, Wang Shouren's wedding should have been held in Nanchang, Jiangxi, because his fiancée's family head was in Jiangxi, so Wang Shouren should have gone to welcome the bride. However, considering the long journey, a compromise was adopted, and the location was chosen as Nanjing.

Liu Yunxu followed behind; seeing Lin Bin sitting on equal footing with Murong Lianhua and chatting happily, she knew Lin Bin was no ordinary person.

As the two formations collided, the void was immediately violently torn apart by immense power, appearing as streaks of void cracks.

Yet, with so many cultivators, all of whom were great powers at the Nascent Soul stage, having discovered nothing, who else could possibly investigate?

"Absolutely, Master Hua must enter; even for my elder brother's sake, I should offer Master Hua a cup of hot tea." Saying this, he reached out to pull 'Hua' Jiu.

Luo Yinhong was called away by Nie Sanping, who said he had matters to discuss with the three of them, Xiuxiu, that evening, so she would not accompany Lin Bin; after all, being in her own palace, there was a bit of shyness involved.

Previously, the troops he sent to invade the Great Tang were slaughtered, and the camp he brought into his current base was utterly destroyed.

As the mother and son had just returned home, they saw Uncle He's look of wanting to speak but holding back, and followed his gaze to look.

After hearing the door close, Chu Jiangli pouted, idly picked at his fingernails with both hands, and wandered aimlessly around the room, step by step.

After rushing out, he glanced left and right, surveying the surroundings, but simply did not observe what was behind him.

Qin Father: All the good cabbages have been trampled by pigs; when will our pig get to trample a good cabbage?

If there truly were a flood, they believed the first to receive the news would be His Majesty the Emperor.

But she could no longer disbelieve; she saw Zheng Yuqian frantically rummaging through her bag, then holding out a prenatal examination report, her hands trembling as she handed it before her.

However, given the Lu family's influence within the country, it was impossible they could not have discovered the assassin organization to which they belonged.

Sister Huan? That should be Jian Shuqian's agent, Yu Huan! One of the famous top-tier agents.

Getting out of bed, she did so for no other reason; barefoot, she quietly came to the corridor, then quietly walked to the nurse's front desk, looking left and right without finding the figure of the "Cold-Faced Killer," and she was immensely pleased.

The Ghost King, who was in the middle of undressing, immediately stopped; his face, half-hidden by messy hair, suddenly became clouded with gloom, and the knuckles of the fingers pinching his clothes grew even paler.

Although Xitang County was not a bustling major city, several watchtowers for fire had been built within the county.

"That's right; rather than passively searching, it is better to take the initiative and draw the curse to us." Qiao Sen looked at Xiao Bai.

After I had been dangling from the bed edge, watching this grand spectacle for an unknown duration, my mother, in a daze, opened her eyes and discovered me.