Chapter 334: Arrow Root Yam

Lin Xiaolu had originally thought this suddenly appearing black-and-red magical girl meant no good, even gripping her wand and preparing to manifest her magical armor. Yet she never expected the newcomer not only to refrain from attacking on sight but to greet Bohe openly and cordially, as if they already knew each other?

Still, although the other party showed no overt hostility, Lin Xiaolu could not shake the feeling that a faint sense of danger permeated the atmosphere.

"……Long time no see, Arrow Root Yam."

The person laughed silently, tears welling at the corners of their eyes; their gaze, tinged with a scarlet hue, was especially terrifying.

And now, this pretense served two purposes: first, to make the elders realize how formidable Zhang Feng was; second, because Elder Zi Ling had already decided to defect to Zhang Feng's side.

Flames of anger burned fiercely in his heart. He informed the Heavenly Emperor that, after investigation, only an ambiguous relationship could be confirmed. To prevent the situation from worsening, the Heavenly Emperor sealed Yin Tian as the Yin Emperor, tasked with governing the entire Netherworld, while Lan Yu was sealed as the Blue Feather Profound Emperor, responsible for defending the southernmost reaches of the Heavenly Realm.

With Zhong Minglou's words, Xia Tian knew it seemed they had already spread news of the death of Xia's parents; needless to say, it must have been Zhong Mingli who let it slip.

Though Pei Zongche spoke without raising his voice, the coldness and disdain erupting from that magnetic voice drove Wang Xue mad; she wanted to lose her temper but lacked the confidence, leaving her on the verge of going berserk.

Bai Qing knew Ye Bu Xiu was somewhat reluctant, but since he had spoken first, Bai Qing was merely facilitating his wish; at most, in the process of granting this favor, he would secure some additional benefits for the Golden Jade Dynasty.

Of course, only thanks to her Fiery Golden Eyes could she discover this treasure amidst the trash; although he was ragged, bit people, and struck others, she never let go, insisting on bringing him home to be washed clean.

"Let's go take a look first; only someone from the upper echelons of the Ghostly Catastrophe could reach this place." Saying this, she pulled her toward the lakeside!

The more Ning Qingyun thought about it, the more anxious and irritable he became; a suffocating low-pressure atmosphere enveloped everyone present, while Wang Yang, frowning deeply, pondered how to offer comfort.

Before the Blood Slaughter Tower, dismembered corpses littered the ground, fresh blood flowing everywhere, staining the earth red.

Though Qing Qiu's complexion was poor, she still inquired about the target's name and address, retracted the jade slip, lingered no longer, and flew straight toward Yang City.

Startled, yet once his divine sense swept over the two figures, Feng Chen's nervous tension finally subsided.

"What about the others?" Unable to find a better solution himself, Feng Chen immediately thought of seeking answers from the others. His gaze swept casually, and the conditions of the other three comrades appeared clearly within his line of sight.

Moreover, the Nine Provinces Kingdom's territory is vast; without teleportation arts, the Yin Officers could not realistically travel tens of thousands of li, or even hundreds of thousands of li, on foot to summon the souls of the dead from distant cities.

She naturally knew that Feng Yu and the other were among Long Shang's hidden trump cards, far more complex than they appeared on the surface.

Wudi Yi, naturally unwilling to accept such failure, after some private bribery and deals, successfully bribed several mid-level tribal leaders from the other seven Mohe tribes. With their support, Wudi Yi, under the cover of Goguryeo orders, began his operations.

Yet Wang Ze, Puyang Xun, and Yang Ku all overlooked a hidden power; it hid among the common people like an harmless lamb, waiting only for an opportunity to bare its fangs and make you remember it forever.

However, the map in Chen Fan's hand contained forty-nine fatal acupoints, totaling seven hundred and forty-two acupoints; furthermore, several additional meridians were present.

Ling Jiantong stammered, unable to utter a single complete sentence, instead making the atmosphere even more awkward.

Finally, after Ning Haiya, the most experienced among them, offered a reminder, they forced themselves to rally their spirits, gathered the remaining carriages, pushed forward another fifty-plus li, and reached a rest stop previously established by the Ning family before finally setting up camp.