Chapter 535

"Alright, let's retreat."

After swiftly devouring the boulder-sized Stone Guardian, Xiao Yu immediately urged.

"Grandma, there are hundreds of demon soldiers still around!"

Black Jin Gang hesitated, his voice filled with greed and intense murderous intent.

Today's slaughter was simply too satisfying.

He had never felt such profound relief in his entire life.

His foster mother not only provided new cultivation techniques and arrays, but also willingly served as the "dragon's tail," protecting him.

Mu Changge gazed entranced at the spiritual patterns illuminated by spiritual energy; these patterns seemed to contain certain truths he could not yet grasp, so he meticulously memorized each one, waiting to study them later.

Kou Huai said nothing at the time, hugged Kou Lanting, patted her back as if soothing a child, then entered his room with deep unease, glancing back every few steps.

Ni Ye instinctively felt the Grand Elder was doomed—coming here now to seek out Murong Changqing was like rushing headfirst to become a punching bag.

At this moment, the dean's emotions teetered on the brink of collapse; intense fear had seized him completely, and he kept his eyes shut, screaming for help, appearing utterly delirious.

"You don't understand a thing—if true love endures, why must we be together every morning and night?" Yun Fan remained unmoved.

That face, so familiar it was etched into his soul—the man who had deeply wounded him.

At the same time, the last trace of affection she had felt for the man atop her vanished completely amid her inner struggle.

Cheng Jiayi watched Meng Qiulan step out of the room, holding An'an's hand, then withdrew his gaze and dialed Wei Gang's number.

The crowd below also rushed over to watch the spectacle, surrounding the cage and chattering excitedly.

Zhou Ziwei suddenly felt pity for Lu Jianye—after twenty years of marriage, what was the foundation of their bond? If it were her, she would never hand her husband over to another; Cheng Jiahui clearly didn't think so—was it merely because they had no children, and thus lacked marital security?

To say they had instantly fallen for him was untrue, yet strange seeds had inevitably taken root in their hearts, especially the aura emitted by Su Liu's Dao Heart Demon Seed, which subtly ensnared and bewitched all who sensed it.

As time passed, the Ancient Buddha Ranying remained calm, showing no sign of anxiety, as if holding the upper hand. Everyone now wondered whether Ranying would deliver a killing blow—but in truth, no one knew that Ranying's heart was churning like a storm-tossed sea.

It was a good day to travel. Mu Yang fetched his mountain bike and rode toward Shanghai's urban district.

Wang Yan couldn't just come over and scold them—that would make him look terribly uncultivated. But he had to help his mother regain her dignity.

Wang Jifa wasn't unworldly—he'd just never worked on the coast and didn't know these details, so the number stunned him; he thought to himself that if Yushan also did this, returning overseas workers would surely spend money, some might even buy houses in the county town, and if real estate could take off, the county would finally have money.

Hearing Daniel's words, He Feng couldn't help but be taken aback—he had feared the sudden appearance of the rampaging dog-headed demons would cost Daniel's unit at least half its strength, yet the number of dead was under a hundred, and Daniel sounded dissatisfied—how overly strict could he be?

At noon the next day, Fang Ziming and the others met Professor Lü, who inquired about some company matters before bringing up the matter of Xiangzi.

Upon hearing Xu Yu's words, Luo Man suddenly tightened his voice—he realized a troubling situation.

The scene shifted to the only tavern in Shanjin Town, the Sapphire Tavern, where He Feng now sat facing a dwarf with a large orange beard.