Chapter 115: Three People Actually... Fairy Scandal Exposed!

Shang Jingsheng was looking up and had not yet had time to retreat when the assassin appeared before him, a massive left hand striking out in a claw.

When someone’s ability and influence surpassed his own, he had no choice but to bow to the circumstances and compromise; this was the survival strategy that had kept him alive until now.

The vast majority of these people were in the Soul Formation realm, which could be considered the backbone of every Pagoda Realm; in terms of numbers, they were not much more numerous than in the Immortal Pagoda Realm, but for the Spirit Severing realm, Shang Jingsheng roughly estimated there were ten thousand—a truly terrifying figure, at least thirty percent more than in the Immortal Pagoda Realm.

Tie Zheng stood up and went to a further spot to inspect, returning to the original place after a long while; he felt the protruding sharp rock once more, and finally, he slowly made his judgment.

Upon receiving his affirmative answer, Lü Qingqiong raised her right hand and grabbed toward the city she had chosen; a black token appeared in her hand, which she then tossed backward.

Lü Hanqiang’s words made Lü Huanzhi’s eyes turn slightly red, and he genuinely felt a sense of kinship toward Lü Hanqiang.

Not let the two of them meet? You Li shook his head, casting aside this selfish thought; it would be too unfair to Hei Yuji.

Data retrieved through the Luo Gate showed that the Brilliant Sparrow was a fierce beast that required special preparation to be edible.

Naturally, it was out of concern that Zhang Fan would anger Abbess Xueyin; if Abbess Xueyin were to fly into a rage, it would not be a fun matter.

The expenses for the garrison stationed here were naturally included in that, and as for the ins and outs of it, everyone was naturally well aware.

The terrain of the valley was rugged, naturally forming a gourd-shaped valley; the path Jiang Chang'an took led him to the only wind-gorge, where the cold wind whistled, sounding eerily like the wailing of ghosts.

"Speak, what do you want with me in the middle of the night?" Putting the topic aside, Ji Meina asked with her arms crossed over her chest.

In the rippling space, a pure white light took form from the aged palm; the next moment, the light began to boil.

Therefore, even though there was no writing on the wall this time, everyone still took it for granted that the blame lay with Harry.

Childhood friends who were also cousins—that bond went without saying. In this segment, Lin Chu seemed to be singing of their childhood days, and Lin Fugui was very moved.

Toil their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, empty their persons, and disrupt their actions... what the Dursleys had done before could barely be considered related.

He never understood why his parents, knowing full well that Yin Shiqing was insatiably greedy, still insisted on keeping him by their side.

"Hello, Professor!" Harry, the good little boy, though heavy-hearted, still flashed a bright smile.

Even the snow piled along the roadsides had not yet fully melted, with only a few inconspicuous hints of green visible upon close inspection among the surrounding trees.

Of course, Ji Meina was just idly speculating, and then she smiled and shook her head; that shouldn't be the case, right?

"The only way to resolve this crisis is one, and that is... for me to also ascend to the Supreme realm." Pavilion Master Qian muttered in his heart, beginning to ponder the matter of undergoing the tribulation.

"It seems I went too easy on you; you actually still want to take revenge on me." Zhang Fan walked toward Chen Yilong step by step.

The reason Tianxing Nengzhe was so strong was that he had mastered the incredibly miraculous "Travel" secret among the nine secrets of the Daoist school.

Zhang Fan was sent flying backward by this tyrannical force, slamming heavily against the light barrier; blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he had sustained a not-insignificant injury.

"Damn it, now you think of apologizing to me? Too late!" Qu Renjie sat in the duty room chair, triumphantly lighting a cigarette, while thinking about how to disparage Ling Zhengdao.

He knew that from now on, he would become a complete laughingstock of the Wei family; if that were the case, what face would he have to appear before everyone?

Dilong had just passed through winter and welcomed spring, but the seasonal changes here were not very obvious; the biggest impact was that Dilong was currently experiencing a somewhat long dry spell.

This was one of the top powers in the martial arts world, and the Valley Master, True Person Yin She, was a supreme master whose powerful strength and "Yin Snake Flame" technique had earned him a great reputation.

"You... you untrustworthy bastard..." Old Man Tianji roared in anger, but before he could finish cursing, he was interrupted by Old Man Tianyan.

Running away directly wouldn't work; after all, this place, this Wuyi Kingdom, controlled Pan Lake, and it wouldn't be easy to leave.

"Lu Qi, you must hold off the Demon Generals; don't let them interfere with me." Speeding through the air, Mu Ye said with sharp eyes.

"Yes, I will give the orders." The Elder nodded, then turned and left; Yu Qingzi sighed, picked up a chess piece again, and continued to watch the board before him.

"No need to worry about that; there are at least six months of supplies left." Cheng Yaojin told Luo Cheng about the grain and fodder found in Muyang City.

The arrival of Lu Qi and the others, along with the eighty thousand disciples of the Penglai Villa, quickly surged into every street in the city; the previously defenseless residents of the city were rescued and protected at this moment, and the distinct attire of the Penglai Villa was deeply imprinted in people's minds.

The busiest department every day might be the Immigration Office, but joining the Huaxia Empire was no longer a simple matter; the threshold set alone blocked many people from entering.

One does not necessarily need to break through a major realm in strength; just half a step is enough. After all, the Canglan Continent has produced countless geniuses who could barely be described as brilliant, yet very few can truly break through that half-step.

Before the Wind-Snow Leopard King could react, the figure approached; under the moonlight, the Wind-Snow Leopard King saw its appearance clearly: white base with black markings, red-spotted eyes, a round and slightly protruding belly, just like a panda—a very comical "doll."

The priest Tack’s words were impassioned, but what surprised Wu'enqi and Weiqi even more was that, as a priest of the Demon race, he did not refer to the Demon race as the Holy race.

Trembling with fear, he entered the camp, only to see a dozen soldiers stripped of their clothes and kneeling inside. Looking around, the Captains of all twelve battalions were present, and fierce soldiers stood guard on both sides holding blades.

The Tianlin Sword, carrying the momentum to crush mountains and break cliffs, slashed at the purple cloud curtain; Shentu Chen only felt an invisible sharpness strike his chest, hitting him directly.

Of course, this was because the assembly of the mobile phone production lines was being completed one after another, and various materials had long been prepared.

The cold, dull mechanical voice of the system sounded in his mind once more; to Duan Chou, it sounded like heavenly music, and he smiled and nodded slightly.

After receiving the signal for the battle to begin, the death squads followed Ye Tian's arrangements and aimed at their respective targets.

The moment the two touched, thunder and lightning flashed here; the massive aura caused by their clash made both of them disappear from the sight of others, with only a few people able to see the situation inside.