Chapter 163: The Saintess's Roasted Chicken Master

The setting sun dipped low, and the twilight grew dim.

Clatter, clatter, clatter—

The sound of urgent hoofbeats rang out on the official road.

Over a dozen black shadows galloped past like lightning, kicking up a vast cloud of yellow dust and smoke in their wake.

"Battalion Commander Qiu, we are still a hundred miles from Jinyang Province. It is getting late; should we find a place to stop for the night?" a Platoon Leader asked, hunched over his horse's back.

Having traveled for a full day, everyone was somewhat exhausted, and the Red Blood Horses were also struggling under the burden, their nostrils puffing.

The attackers had the full capability to vaporize the entire mountain peak along with the surrounding land and cultivators, yet they left behind such a scene; it was as if this were a naked provocation against the Qianshan Academy.

After listening to Lin Yuelan’s account, Situ Nanyun leaned quietly into Lin Yuelan’s embrace, enjoying the warmth of his hold. At this moment, the lamp in the room emitted a soft luster, the light reflecting off the faces of the pair snuggled together.

"Tell me, and I will do it." Zheng Zheng did not want to waste any more breath; she felt that if things continued like this, she would explode with anger.

"I am not clear on that, and I haven't really heard Fan Qingqing mention it to me," Qian Xiaodong shook his head.

Nicholas casually tossed several fireballs into the sky, then controlled them to suddenly drop and smash into the ground.

At this moment, a missile was trailing behind the Victory GUTS Wing 1, though the missile's speed was not yet enough to strike the Victory GUTS Wing 1 in one go; instead, it was closing the distance step by step.

Jun Qian still dared not turn around, but he knew he had to step aside to let everyone see this "black brick."

Just as a great net was about to descend from the sky, and the people of the Wind Sect were about to be trapped alive inside and shot to death by a hail of arrows, thick smoke suddenly billowed from the gate tower, followed by bursts of fire.

Perhaps they had once looked upon Ultraman Tiga with disdain, thinking he was nothing more than a giant, but now, Ultraman Tiga could fully compare to a god who had saved them from their dire straits.

This choice to improve my cultivation base must be completed; only by becoming stronger can I involve myself with deeper curses.

Jimo Qingyou was currently looking Ah Huan up and down, and Ah Huan was also carefully observing him.

Shen Da and Hao Tong had long since finished their deliberations here; everything was already on the agenda, just waiting for Hao Tong to pass the news to the surrounding areas.

Zhan Ningyan was very clear about what kind of person Chen Xingyu was. Such hollow matters, done just to smear someone for the sake of smearing, only made Zhan Ningyan feel annoyed. Really, everyone was rushing over to try and latch onto Chen Xingyu for clout.

When Chen Xi woke up again, the sun had already been peeking over the horizon for a while. The team had finished packing and was about to set off.

After more than eight thousand times, the Dragon Gold Beiming had already shattered I don't know how many times, and its life force was growing increasingly weak.

"Grandfather has finally waited for your return. How have you been living out there all these years? Grandfather truly feels sorry for you, watching helplessly as they sent you far away to a foreign country," the old man said, his eyes filled with tears.

Ji Yue and Lu Xiuyuan had never spoken in opposition, and Ling Lu could see that during the time she had fainted, the opinions of the few of them had already unified.

After returning to the Commercial Alliance's base, Mu Sheng rested well for three days. Although bringing Nolan and Zhu Yongliang along for this experiment was to protect himself, the incidental gain was having two experimental assistants.

"Alright then, I will head back first. I will come to see you all tomorrow," Lady Nie said as she left the hospital.

It was winter, and Jiangcheng happened to be having snowy days—very, very cold days—but fortunately, this event was indoors.

The sky-filling claw shadows collided with the battle axe, and that terrifying force directly deflected Cheng Yaojin’s twin axes before slamming fiercely into Cheng Yaojin’s chest.

Shui Wuhen lightly stroked her hair, tucking it behind her ear, and a smile even appeared at the corners of her mouth as she stared fixedly at Ming Yue.

Jiu Yunyao was roaring in unease. His massive mouth opened wide, gathering a Tailed Beast Bomb, preparing to clear away all the obstacles before him in one stroke! Clearly, having lost his reason, he could no longer care that this move would destroy everything here.