Chapter 590

The Old Turtle River God nodded in agreement and praised: "Your Lordship is truly a great general of the superior realm—your few words have laid bare the present and future situation with perfect clarity."

The key now lies in two points: first, whether Xiao Yu can kill the two demon immortals.

Second, how to intimidate the demon serpent so he does not rage out of control."

Zhao Chenghuang said: "The Sleep-Drunk Powder combined with Hua Wu Incense can at least ambush one demon immortal."

The Old Turtle said: "Then the other demon immortals will surely awaken."

The fear of death if they lost the duel came upon him instantly; with no more hesitation, Lao Wu reached into his bosom, pulled out the holy pill distributed by the Ghost-Faced Man, crushed the wax seal with force, and swallowed it.

Seeing Yun Xuan acknowledge him, the old man's face slowly softened into a kind smile; Yun Xuan spoke with grace and propriety—he did not seem like a bad person, and this stirred a faint warmth in the old man's heart.

Before Yun Xuan could finish speaking, he turned and saw Dala sprinting excitedly beneath Fei Yan, jumping up and down with a grin, trying to grab one of the golden geese.

"Legend says the demon used its demonic wind to hide the county magistrate in a well—but didn't kill him—repeatedly demanding his official seal. The magistrate refused outright and held out in the well. Every night, when all was silent, he cried out for help."

"Get up and speak. You're a grown man—why are you whimpering like this?" Mi Qi frowned.

"This sound—it sounds like someone gritting their teeth hard, the teeth grinding against each other." I tilted my head, listened intently for a while, then widened my eyes and whispered weakly to Leng Yue.

Miao Miao, dressed and ready, called her down for dinner, still wearing that mysterious smile, saying not a word more, grabbing her hand and pulling her away.

Lin Yu hadn't expected the opponent to suddenly fly into a rage; luckily he dodged in time—if he hadn't, the iron sword would have skewered him like a feather duster.

"You've worked hard, wife," Yun Xuan reached out and gently touched Lin Jiayi's cheek, smiling warmly.

Although Situ Ling had locked the door before sleeping, Shen Jiaqi still slipped onto the bed at midnight, reeking of alcohol, kissed her awake, and made love with her as she drifted between sleep and wakefulness.

Of course, Zhao Ji's inner state may have shifted after entering the system space, allowing him to live longer than in history.

Do you claim you'll drag Luo La back—even if you break both her legs—to make her marry you?

The massive ocean current, like a whip, was swung by Jinbei, shattering the other vortices outright; the violent undercurrents even forced Brait to retreat backward.

The driver shook his head: "We don't know what happened—we only know the man went in and never came out. We're already trying to find out whether he was captured."

Zhang Hao instantly understood: Qin Zhenye had mentioned to Chu Chen during tea that the two had spoken in the banquet's private room—but had not revealed his own name to Chu Chen.

Sitting in her seat, Seikyu Yui watched the earnest Asai Yang beside her and suddenly felt a flicker of negative emotion.

He was ecstatic: back in the Sun Pirates, Tai-gē had always forbidden them from killing humans—even enemies—unless absolutely necessary.

Cheng Limo turned and walked away; only when she was three zhang beyond Wei Jinghuan did he finally break into a cold sweat.

You Zi Jun heard the news; his mouth instantly felt like it was about to blister. He rushed frantically toward the young master's office. The young master might not be there—but at least he'd find out how this stupid order had been issued.

The regular patrons gathered quietly at the tavern as usual: men drank while discussing the new beautiful girl who had arrived at the brothel—or sometimes, the full story behind the Zhang family's affairs.

The green smoke seemed to rise from the operating table—but it was better said to have emerged from the body of the man lying upon it.