Chapter 94

Zhao Ti, seeing this, drew a deep breath; the white-clothed man’s martial skill was already extremely high, but the woman in purple and green robes surpassed him even more.

At this moment, the two were circling around Leifeng Pagoda, flying up and down continuously, sometimes clashing, sometimes entering the pagoda and leaping out again, and in just a moment they had reached the tenth floor.

He pondered inwardly: the underground chamber enshrined the Great Ming Lord; if this man and woman emerged from there, they must be connected to the Ming Cult—but he did not know which one was truly of the Ming Cult.

Zhao Ti’s thoughts shifted, and he followed from behind.

The house is currently in this state—call a master to exorcise evil, but if there’s no evil, what are you exorcising? If you see traces left by something unclean, cleanse it, then stick up two talismans to pacify the dwelling, and it’s done; this is standard procedure, and even Master Fang’s methods couldn’t be faulted.

I am Li Enrong; this is Tong Wei, chairman of Tongshi Jewelry from Baishui Province; behind us is Tong Xin, the young master. I have two purposes for coming: first, to help Tongshi Jewelry select jadeite; second, to settle a wager with you for my disciple’s revenge.

Wang Fang pulled Wang Ping; how could we not welcome you? We’re currently racing with several boyfriends and the boys from our class—would your boyfriend like to join in?

Not long after, Jiang Xia received word from below: they had found some traces—specifically, a household on Qingyuan Street.

The instant he opened the door, he suddenly flung a flying dagger backward; the dagger shot straight toward Jueyuan’s face.

He carried on his shoulder a freshly hunted wild boar, his body splattered with blood, a grass rope tied around his waist, the end of which was tied to a wounded sheep, now trudging meekly and limping behind him.

She quickly lifted the fruit wine and took a sip; it was cold and sweet to the taste, clearly chilled, and truly exquisite.

“Madam, dinner is ready—shall I serve it now?” Qing Su immediately came to her mistress’s aid.

This brief clash left everyone trembling; few here had experienced it firsthand, and all wondered what it would feel like if a dagger pierced the flesh—just imagining it sent chills down their spines.

Jing Yian and Xu Mingchuan would come to find her, but now a Zhou Ziyin had arrived—how should she act so that Zhou Ziyin would not seek out some so-called exit? That was Mu Wenyan’s chance to kick out a useless teammate.

These zombies looked terrifying, but their actual strength was mediocre; their former selves were merely ordinary residents of Hongye City, mostly standard templates. Upon contact, the zombies were swiftly cut down.

In her past life, she had bought many bags, but mostly leather ones, and they involved details you simply couldn’t analyze. Still, Xu Miao agreed largely because she wanted to train Xu Ya.

Mao Changye understood he and Qin Fang could never be together again; finding her and talking with her was his way of unloading the many things buried in his heart—a release, and Qin Fang was the only person he could confide in.

In fact, just days after their discussion, five hundred li from Jixian, in Youbeiping, Gongsun Zan stared at the latest report and burst into loud laughter, his voice brimming with uncontainable excitement.

At that moment, a subtle force field surged forth; the previously speaking Xien seemed to realize something.

Ban probably hadn’t anticipated that Uchiha Fengjian’s true identity, nor that the letter he received wasn’t merely from his father, Uchiha Tadashima, head of the Uchiha clan.

And this dreadful premonition was confirmed when he saw who the “black smoke” truly was.

“Li Tianfeng, we meet again—I never expected your surprise to be so great!” A voice rang out behind them, shattering the silence of the night.

Deception, bribery, ambush, and surprise attacks—all these stratagems are common tricks of war, perfectly complementing Xun You’s cunning tactics.