Volume One, Chapter 63: Photo Posted Online Sparks Heated Discussion

Jiang Ning paused for a brief moment at the door, and Xu Xiao, who was inside, immediately rushed over and clung tightly to her leg, refusing to let go.

Xu Mingyu glanced over, his expression difficult to decipher.

Lu Cheng said, “We’ll wait for you in the front hall,” and with Shi Jie, continued ahead.

“Monkey King, didn’t you just say there are extremely dangerous things in this thick fog? If that centipede demon went in, it surely wouldn’t survive either,” Zhu Bajie suddenly remarked.

“Monster! If you have the guts, let your Grandpa Pig go!” Zhu Bajie lay on the ground, his hands tied behind his back, glaring fiercely at the middle-aged man approaching him.

“Speak. Don’t tell me you came out just to boast to me,” Tang Dynasty asked calmly.

Perhaps Liu Mingyang thought that after using his earth-walking technique he was invincible, so he didn't distance himself from Jiang Chen, the gap between them less than five yards.

He wanted to give him a chance, but unexpectedly, not only was the man ungrateful, he even turned on him, thinking to strike him down.

This realm was called the Upper Profound World. The continent where Liu Mo resided was named Azure Sky Continent, located at the edge of the Upper Profound World. Many forces were scattered across the continent, and the region Liu Mo lived in was called Beiyuan Prefecture.

But now Mei Zheren understood there was another reason besides their constant quarreling, one that had been overlooked: they had been dreaming.

“It’s the Lord!” The clumsy black bear was the first to recognize Jiang Chen’s voice, shaking its massive body as it thundered out of the woods.

Ruyi hadn’t destroyed the ships, merely sabotaged their engines. Now, they drifted along the orbit, helplessly staring at the Azure Dragon.

Liang Mingcheng vaguely sensed what was going on, but he remained silent, unwilling to interrupt the economist’s train of thought.

Chen Feng’s brows arched as he wondered what Lin Ruolan meant. “If you think so, then let it be.” His tone was indifferent, even a bit dismissive.

Liu Tianhao and Yuan Shao were kneeling at opposite ends of the divan, with a low square table between them, holding a pot of tea and two cups.

After unleashing the blade of slaughter, Li Yi tried hard to contain himself, but still showed some flaws. Fortunately, everyone was so stunned by Li Yi’s forceful severing of Elder Six’s arm that they failed to notice his abnormality; otherwise, the intimidation would have been greatly diminished.

Chu Ningshuang’s cheeks were flushed as she lay on the bed, slowly closing her eyes. Liu Fei thought she had fainted, so he gasped and reached out to pull her zipper. Unexpectedly, she suddenly opened her eyes, startling Liu Fei out of his wits.

As for Lu Yingquan, she was entirely clueless as to why the palace master had suddenly summoned them. Could it be that they had done something wrong?

“Take this and hide it on yourself; you’ll need it soon.” Yun Yao pressed a dagger into Lu Yingquan’s hand, whispered a few words in her ear, and moved away.

The concert had been a resounding success, and the parrots became overnight sensations. No sooner had the show ended than they shot to the top of Weibo’s trending topics.

At that moment, a distant, ancient wolf’s howl suddenly sounded beside Liu Shuang. The voice seemed like the low chant of a god from ages past, gently recounting the fate of all living things. The wolf’s mournful call tore through the clouds, breaking the sacred music and the purifying harmony hidden within.

Everyone, upon hearing these words, suddenly looked enlightened, though something still felt off to them, though they couldn’t quite put their finger on it.

After watching them being shackled and bound, Liu Fei slumped into the muddy water, then leaned back, soaking in the torrential rain and gasping for breath.