Chapter 578: The Ledger

He waited until dawn the next day, peeping from inside the door all night until his eyes ached and his neck stiffened, finally seeing the Four Treasuries Tower group arrive at the Subsidiary Office to deliver spirit stones.

It was the Subsidiary Office’s shopkeeper and two patrons who came; Liu Xiaolou had heard before that the shopkeeper’s surname was Ma, but he never asked for his full name and had never cared before. As for whether Master Ma recognized him as the nominal lord of the marketplace, he had no idea.

He wanted to find out from Master Ma who the buyer was.

Behind him, wings sprouted; Xing Zeyuan lived amid flames. The vertical pupils of the Yamata no Orochi hardened instantly, their blood-cold gaze trembling. Once, a man had leapt before him like this—arms spread like wings, face resolute, eyes holding the hopes of countless people.

Luo Tian’s pupils sharpened instantly, the reflected arm trembling within them, amplifying the force in his two fingers. Liu Ming, much taller than Luo Tian, shuddered violently as if struck by lightning, then bowed his head.

Xing Zeyuan smiled, thinking of Qiaomu City, that beautiful place blanketed in cherry blossoms. He imagined one day returning there with He Nai, tying a swing beneath pink cherry trees, perhaps with a cute child beside them.

About a hundred li from the Blood Sect, Li Yuyun and Ren You appeared here, with Ren You holding the unconscious Xue Qing.

Xing Zeyuan glanced back at her; You You rubbed her hands together in front of her chest, her face pale and snot dripping from her nose.

Besides, Tong Nai had finally let him off the hook—wouldn’t going over to speak now be like offering his neck for a chop?

With Tai Youqian’s resources, he could easily find others stronger than himself as partners.

Changsun Sheng and Yu Julu had already guessed the purpose of this trip, but hearing Yang Hao lay it out so bluntly, they stared at him in disbelief, stunned.

Gan Su didn’t hesitate—he struck. But the Hou opened its mouth, releasing a gust of air that blocked him. Circling Lu Lanqing, Gan Su’s twin blades touched the shoulder blades, preparing for a lateral slash.

Ye Xiao smirked, spreading his pale palm—suddenly, a white flame rose from it.

Clearly, having received word that the Black-Heart Daoist had been slain, the Wind Demon Ancestor could no longer sit still.

If this quest refreshes only once per cycle, then to ensure maximum rewards, one must complete it within this month.

“Magic Source, have you completely abandoned humanity?” The Spirit King looked at the broken figure before him, his eyes tinged with guilt, cutting off his words.

Without waiting for the boarding pier to be set, the royal family of the Inner City leapt directly onto the alien warship’s deck.

This sight startled even him—suicide over a word? Was this even human? It was nothing but a walking corpse.

“Alright, I agreed. No map needed, but you’re cooking my meals these few days.” Mu hesitated, reluctantly accepting Yan Po’s request—he never imagined he’d be “forced” to help someone just because he had no food.

The heavens fell suddenly silent; then all thunderclouds erupted together, converging on one point—the tip of the white lightning seemed held back, continuous explosions yet not a single spark touched the ground.

Xia Ju, of course, didn’t know that Shen Junchen’s suspicion toward her had shifted to Li Zhengxin.

At that moment, Nangong Xingyue caught sight of the man standing opposite Li Mingyue, and froze.

On summer’s early nights in Dongyue Kingdom, the heat was unbearable; cicadas chirped endlessly, frogs croaked in chorus, stirring restlessness in the heart.

Jiang Taixuan forcibly summoned his Gangqi , a spectral thunder beast emerging behind him—the Thunder Source Beast of the Jiang family’s earth-grade bloodline. His long spear shattered into countless massive lightning spear rays, trapping the three demons and preventing them from attacking Lin Fan.

But after arriving at the show, Chen Xing realized there were far too many peers more talented than him—debut felt impossibly distant.

Moreover, over the past half-year, everyone in the sect had treated him well; his master and senior brothers genuinely cared for him, and he had true friends like Qian Mo and Qian Qian… Luo Shiyaohao truly saw himself as a member of Yu Jin Sect.

Besides, they had a powerful sect backing them—ordinary high cultivators wouldn’t give them a second glance.

Thinking of this, Luo Yang opened his mouth again the next second, smiling lightly as he replied to Li Jun.

If it were the Zhao family, they might dare act openly under the eyes of the [Heavenly Gang Earthly Sha].

Hearing Lei Laoda’s words, the captain sucked in a sharp breath, filled with dread toward these pirates.

Here, there seemed to be no losers, no defeated—only youth, passion, and everyone joyfully making music together.

“You!” Ma Liu’s face flushed crimson, speechless—how could this man be so…?

Thinking of this, Mu Xiaoyan grabbed Huangfu Xijue’s large palm, scrutinizing it carefully, as if afraid to miss any corner.

Other villages might stand with Iwa Village, but that doesn’t mean others will support Daigo if he acts alone. At such times, all ninja villages must unite—but it depends on Daigo’s attitude. If his attitude is poor, then go ahead and play your little game.

“Can I play with your phone?” Mu Xiaoyan, bored, glanced at the phone in his hand and asked.

The Red-Haired Pirates, Charlotte Linlin’s Pirates, and the Revolutionary Army—all major pirate factions—were heading toward the Sacred Land, Mary Geoise.

This place was nearly impossible for outsiders to find unless he allowed it. Hard to find didn’t mean completely isolated—if Rong Lin wanted to, with enough time, he could still locate Ban’s hiding place.

“Huh, this wooden box is kind of interesting—wonder what’s inside?” Fan Jin frowned, muttering to himself, leaning close and shaking it hard—but heard nothing.

But the more he witnessed Itachi’s power, the more Tazumi felt the gap between them was like heaven and earth.

Last night, Huangfu Xijue and Mu Xiaoyan reached this ridiculous agreement. As for the scar-faced man and his lackeys, they “smiled” their way out under Mu Xiaoyan’s “gentle” treatment. Afterwards, at Mu Xiaoyan’s strong insistence, they exchanged phone numbers and home addresses.