Chapter 560: Ba Tianyou

Qiu Long Mountain is much smaller overall than Wu Long Mountain, roughly half its size, yet every cliff, valley, stone peak, and dense forest exudes a distinct aura of spiritual grace.

For instance, the waterfalls cascading from high cliffs hang suspended in midair before gradually dissolving; the ancient pines growing sideways from cliff faces twist into strange, grotesque shapes; the large birds soaring between the peaks sing and whirl in flight; and occasionally, one may spot spiritual flowers and herbs beside the mountain paths…

Especially behind

Qin Tian didn’t care. He had already laid his own traps; if anyone avoided battle or fled during the fight, he wouldn’t mind making an example of them, playing the villain.

“Then get out of this house!” Gu Jingru snapped sharply. That damned girl caused her nothing but trouble every day—she regretted giving birth to her.

Mu Shengfeng knew Chen Shen must have a counterstrategy. He wanted to escalate the matter, thrusting Duan Zhihong onto the stormy peak of public opinion. If that old fossil, always worshipped as supreme by the entertainment circle, still cared about his reputation, he wouldn’t dare humiliate himself.

Han Tongfang saw Lin Yunmu’s men blocking the way and realized it wasn’t arranged by the Lin family. He shouted several times to stop, and the constables slammed their water-and-fire staves on the ground in unison, finally regaining control of the situation.

“Hei Zi, you stay here. The demonic aura has dispersed; no demons will come for a while. Don’t worry about the two swords—we’ll retrieve them for you.” Yimu Lian placed wind talismans on Hei Zi Zheyu and the others.

Shang Zhi stepped down from the carriage and saw Gao Yingyue watching her through a gap in the curtain. She waved, then turned and entered the house.

He Wan Guoyong never expected that, despite his friendly smile, his two colleagues would draw their blades on him. He rolled helplessly in the dirt, his pristine white crane form now resembling a mud-splattered duck.

When Bi Lian arrived at the eight great gates with the stepping stone, she naturally failed to notice Lu Yu, who was within the Spiritual Source space, assuming she was the first to arrive.

“Oh, Boss Su, you’re finally here!” Wei Zheng let out a sigh of relief and immediately stepped forward to greet her.

“Contractor, you are about to ascend.” Long Ye’s deep voice echoed in his mind, no longer faint and feeble as before.

Under Feng Yulong’s worried gaze, the vehicle sped across the blinding white snow, its body gradually blurring, leaving only flickering lights swaying in the blizzard.

Night snacks were placed uniformly on the vehicle; whoever wanted to eat could walk up and pick whatever they liked, taking as much as they wished.

As the sky darkened, Nan Gong Mingyue nearly gave up immediately. She had thought her Listening Snow Sword was already impressive, but now she realized one mountain towered higher than another.

The zombies had barely entered ten meters when they reacted. The potent snake venom in the air began corroding their skin, then entered their respiratory systems and invaded their internal organs.

Shang Guan Fu stepped before Yu Hou and spoke with a strong, resonant voice—utterly incongruous with his frail appearance.

During the progression of the plot, players need not wait for a choice to appear before using items—they may use them at any time.

Ye Nan repeated the same sentence twice, but the meaning changed entirely: the first time it was a question to Bu Ruis, the second a challenge.

Su Yuan paid Huang Bo an annual salary of 1.8 million, not counting bonuses from various projects.

Unfortunately, there were too many wolves and too little meat; they all understood that if the loquat fruit were ever sold publicly, each one would certainly not be cheap—after all, there was only one loquat tree in the entire territory.

For other players, this would have been impossible—but for the mysterious, fog-shrouded, terrifying “Lantern Bearer,” everything suddenly seemed natural.

After knocking away a large demon, the Panda Monk didn’t stop. Eagerly, he swung his Fallen Angel staff, striking down one large demon after another.