Chapter 623: The Legend of Fengxian: Sequel

Several days later, at dawn, by the Heilonghe Wharf in Yingxiang Prefecture, beneath the willows along the embankment.

"Auntie, Uncle, everyone's heading to the wharf! Cui'er swore today that Little Fengxian will definitely return—and with a giant mother dragon serpent too!"

The widowed Huang spread her arms wildly, her face alight with awe. "Forty or fifty zhang long—unimaginable, almost enough to fill a small river."

Beneath the shade sat several elderly folk on a single green stone slab.

The next instant, a shadowy mass emerged from the warped space—formless, pitch-black, writhing incessantly before them.

The Water You Sword slashed across, colliding with the spiked club. Ye Xiao's strength paled beside the barbarian's, yet his agility surpassed the giant's; while the barbarian swung once, Ye Xiao struck twice, and with focused power, he could land three strikes in a single second.

The fifty-zhang beam of white light was split in two by the dagger, after which the dagger and the white jade hook slammed together with full force.

"Come on, don't go getting another three-minute crush—next thing you know, you'll fall for some other godlike man and stab him right in the wound again." Xing Wei couldn't stand her infatuated look and mocked her.

That night, Li Bo followed Feng Pu into the county government office and, under the guise of visiting the prisoner, met Feng Chang. He laid out a plan for escape; upon hearing it, Feng Chang wept with gratitude.

Back at the Xu Camp, Yuan Canghai and the others were overjoyed: though three Xu soldiers had died, the obstructing spirits had vanished, and the escort mission could proceed as scheduled.

Upon waking, Liu Bian lit a torch and saw a golden carp leaping wildly inside the cabin. He temporarily kept it in a water jar and took it home. Later, he bought a fine fish tank to house the golden carp.

"Roar!" Li Menghua bellowed, his body shifting into a complete form over one meter tall.

To everyone's surprise, the added Droplet Sword Intent in Ye Xiao's attack had not lost much of its effect.

Upon hearing the other's words, He Xi and Xue Feng both turned to look at each other—they knew this clearly referred to them.

After speaking, Prince Ning did not answer immediately but exchanged a glance with Lin Chenqing; clearly, they too had plans regarding the Thousand Phoenix Kingdom.

He wondered: this city was small—had he run into Chen Muyang, or perhaps Chen Muyang's father, Chen Huaxing?

This girl always looked so gloomy, just like before—lifeless, drained of spirit. Seeing her like that broke his heart.

"Of course—I can do plenty of things you don't even know about." She lifted her head proudly, her posture like a haughty princess, utterly confident.

After entering the city and arriving at the Prefect's residence, Xuan Yuan Tianyue had intended to escort Rong Qian back to rest while he went to discuss recent matters with Nan Gong Han and the others—but she had no desire to rest.

The Cold Palace was always the coldest place in the imperial court—empty of everything: no food, no warm clean quilts, even the windows were broken, covered in spiderwebs.

It was indeed good news! Though it might be due to Zhu Longming's influence, it was still the kind of legitimate work a medical practitioner longed for.

Faced with the one he had loved for so long, Ye Liuhen naturally could not refuse. Sheng'er had stayed here so long—he had spoiled her utterly.

This reminded Wang Yan'er: her uncle had told her that if she wanted to save her life, she could seek the Holy Lord of the Southern Frontier—he might be able to clear her name.

An Batian probed half-seriously: yes, resources here were scarce, and the Demon Realm Alliance was stirring—but to voice it now was no simple matter. It was clearly a test of Lin Chen's stance.

Only the master, Li Yuanquan, and the two attendants saw the blackwood tablet; the others knew nothing of its specifics, assuming their shock stemmed from the man being a member of the Alchemy Valley.