Chapter 731: Another Rinne Rebirth

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. Tell me what you know about the Ōtsutsuki clan, and you will live; otherwise, your only path is death."

Mu Yue said in a cold, threatening voice.

Kaguya Ōtsutsuki's immortal body is built upon possessing the Ten-Tails; as long as the tailed beasts are extracted from Kaguya Ōtsutsuki, then Kaguya Ōtsutsuki can be killed.

After becoming a Six Paths-level expert and mastering the Bloodline Net, Mu Yue gained a new understanding of many things.

"I will respectfully obey the Thunder God's orders; I will go at once!" Lei Baichuan repeatedly acknowledged, then turned and left with his subordinate cultivators.

Afterwards, Ye Feng followed Lucifer to a relatively large restaurant. Although the interior decor was not yet luxurious, it had an elegant and quiet atmosphere, making it a good place to rest.

Once Zhou Qing took the lead, the disciples of the entire Lianshan City knelt down in a vast, dark mass, shouting their greetings in unison. The Five Elders of Lianshan, seeing that the situation was lost, dejectedly knelt down again to pay respects to Ning Zhe—or more precisely, to the token in Ning Zhe's hand.

For others, cultivation at the Great Sorcerer rank was extremely difficult, but this fellow advanced in rank as easily as eating a meal.

Even the Godslayer's Hat artifact, which now circulates in Valoran and drives countless great sorcerers flocking to it, is merely a replica of the true artifact from a thousand years ago; even so, the number of high-quality replicas still remaining on the continent can be counted on one's fingers.

Fifth Master first took the dagger from Lin Tian's hand, then plucked a white hair from his own head, and tied that white hair onto the dagger.

When the old man pushed the kitchen knife to within three centimeters of Regnar's nose, Regnar could only tremblingly open his wallet and, with a pained expression, take out a few banknotes and hand them over to the hard-of-hearing elder.

Shyvana, the Dragon Blood Warrior, walked toward the battlefield, and accompanying her were Xin Zhao, the Seneschal of Demacia, and Quinn, Demacia's Wings.

After two more strikes, Lin Tian, dazedly looking at the already broken wooden stick, gritted his teeth, picked up a stone from the side, and smashed it at that thing's head.

"Hongqi, when you go to the commune tomorrow, talk about the bicycle ticket matter and find some connections. It's not good for us to always use the team's mule cart when we privately go to the county—it leaves a bad impression." Grandpa Wang instructed his son while slowly packing his pipe.

Although this man was nothing good either, at least he now had his own backing.

Lin Meishan's furious voice instantly drowned out the crowd's unison shouting, and everyone stared at her in astonishment.

Chang Qingqing was also quite concerned. Fortunately, she wasn't a big mouth, so she didn't tell anyone about it. In the evening, Jing Rong came to pick me up. For some reason, I felt his hairstyle was a bit strange; he didn't usually style his hair—what was going on?

She had invited people over but then left them aside, acting as if she didn't see them. If it had been anyone else, they would have been nervous and at a loss. But Mingyue remained calm and composed, quietly accompanying Grand Lady An through the meal, elegantly washing her hands and rinsing her mouth, without any sign of discomfort.

Now, their family was doing quite well; they shouldn't ask for too much. Just like this was fine—they didn't need to overwork each day, they had enough to eat and wear, and they had savings. They were already more content than many others in the village.

Moreover, if this assassination ended in failure, wouldn't it mean that the princess's entire plan had fallen through? And even worse, losing Huangfu Baobao meant that there was no longer anyone by the Golden Emperor's side to restrain him, and no one could search for the whereabouts of the Great Prince and Wanyan Wanrou's offspring.

Actually, at first, he never thought about turning professional, let alone becoming a serious professional player and making a living from it.

Mingyue did not look down on merchants; what she looked down on was the way Ma tried to trample on her the moment they met.