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Chapter 607: A Friend

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Large ocean-going vessels are equipped with wind-guiding arrays, varying in scale and strength. The cargo ship Liu Xiaolou and Dongfang Yuying rode was no exception, carrying one such array; now, under the captain’s command, it redirected the wind’s flow to distance itself from the pirate ship flying its banner.

This wind-guiding array, in both structure and efficacy, was clearly inferior to the one Liu Xiaolou had crafted himself, yet as a large-ship array, its wind power far surpassed his own.

You Jian paused, then bent to inspect the bound ropes; seeing they were undamaged and the man could not escape, she finally stepped out of the storage shed.

Zhao Yuanzhen reached to take the flower branch from Song Ting’s arms, but Li Bo arrived just then and swiftly snatched it away.

Xu Ang stepped outside, intending to find water to wash his hands, but saw Chen Liang sitting slumped under a tree, staring blankly into space—no telling what he was thinking—so he walked over and sat down beside him.

Zhu Haisheng, in a huff, grabbed an unused spoon from the dining hall’s utensil box, said nothing, scooped up a full spoonful, and shoved it all into his mouth.

From ancient times to now, those with a Ten-Star Purple Mansion are few and far between! Yet he had never expected to encounter one in this age—and as an enemy, no less.

These are the three major demon races. Fang Leng was clearly a Spirit Demon; Ma Feifei never doubted he was from the Lower Realm.

“I want you to spend my entire birthday with me,” Gu Xing’er clasped her hands together in prayer, her eyes narrowed to slits.

“What old monster? Aren’t they from the Jade Altar of the Absolute Sky?” Liu Sisi asked, curious at their strange reactions.

Suddenly, a side road appeared on the right; the motorcycle at the far right abruptly broke from the formation and plunged into the side road.

He Shen shot one arrow, then swiftly drew another, aiming again at the front, targeting a vanguard general squarely in the enemy ranks.

The old man, pale as death, stood frozen for a long while; finally, color returned to his face, and he hurriedly bowed to Zhao Chuan in thanks.

Bai Jianli did not move, but spoke directly to Cheng Ling: “Pay the divination fee first. Today, I offer only one reading. If you don’t want it, then don’t.”

Tang Xin looked around—and was stunned to find that everywhere around them, dense crowds of human cultivators filled the space.

Burning blood, burning the soul. To them, this was a fatal wound—but they had already done it, having burned vast quantities of essence and divine soul. Though they stood on the brink of death, they possessed a stubbornness unlike ordinary men.

Then, nine-colored divine light appeared on their bodies, carrying thunderous power, steadily absorbed jointly by both.

Soon, Zhao Ji arrived, flanked by a group of eunuchs led by Liang Shicheng, striding forward with vigor and radiant spirit.

The force dissipated; Wang Yan pulled his face from Tie Wushuang’s chest, exhaled deeply, and looked up—Tie Wushuang’s face was pale, already unconscious.

Xiao Chenggui struggled to rise, leaning on his long spear, and bowed with shame: “General Guan outclasses me—I fully admit defeat! But please don’t blame me—I must break my word for the first time in my life!”

“Stop! If you kill her, she’s useless. Wait until Shen Jiannan arrives—you can deal with her however you like then,” the masked man suddenly shouted.

After parting with Zhou Qing, Han Ke took a taxi back to the company. He had intended to call Lu Yuru, but after thinking it over, he abandoned the idea—Sun Pengfei had just died; Lu Yuru must be heartbroken, and calling now would only deepen her pain.

Xue Shan’s eyes flashed with sharp light. Xue Jun’s words were indeed surprising. Xue Shan said, “No rush—I still have questions.”

“Mom, I’m confident I’ll reach Saint Lord rank—and I’ll solve this problem once and for all, so that future generations of the Mu family will never again suffer this curse. Our ancestors managed it—why can’t I?” Mu Zifei declared arrogantly.

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