Chapter 138: The Mu Family

Outside, a torrential downpour lashed the earth, and a sliver of chill crept through the door gap into the room. Lu Yalan shivered violently, and a moment later, Mu Chengyao’s coat was draped over her shoulders.

Lu Yalan pulled the lapels together, her eyes curving into crescents. Perhaps the scent of fresh grass was so intoxicating that it enveloped her entirely, leaving her mind feeling hazy. Seeing that the group’s discussion had reached a pause, she spoke up: "The Heaven-Severing Gang is involved in the dirty business of human trafficking, treating Chinese laborers like livestock to be sold abroad."

The three men’s expressions tightened. While this information could certainly be uncovered with diligent investigation, they wondered how a woman like Lu Yalan could know such details so clearly.

Yan Zhen was the first to question her, "How do you know this? Is the information accurate?"

Lu Yalan didn't think twice and began to explain her...

A dragon’s roar resonated across the horizon as the divine majesty of the Underworld Queen, swift as a piercing arrow, surged forward alongside a giant dragon of light. The two forces charged in tandem, slamming directly into the divine power of the Grim Reaper.

Yana followed her sister in offering a polite greeting, but as she looked at this seemingly icy senior, she felt no coldness at all.

Gently placing Celia on the bed, Lilith stepped out, making sure to cast an encouraging glance back at her before closing the door.

Beneath the deep pool of the waterfall, a silvery glimmer was vaguely visible. A massive body flashed and vanished—it was the Silver-Scaled Dragon, which had lived in the depths of the pool for who knows how long. The pool itself was unfathomably deep, with no visible bottom.

Walking through the drizzling rain, Mo Fei suddenly froze, frowning slightly as he muttered to himself.

Without Jiang Chen making a single move, the sword box on his back opened of its own accord, and the Heaven-Punishing Sword erupted forth like a volcanic explosion.

Once the tasks for the two of them were announced, there was truly nothing left for them to do regarding the upcoming battle preparations. Fang Huairen listened vaguely, then drifted off into his own thoughts, considering how to use the mission or its intervals to slay as many Three-Eyed Clan cultivators as possible.

According to the information obtained from Miyamoto Musashi, he was merely a twenty-four-year-old youth.

Fortunately, there was no need to worry much about an army formed by practitioners, as all combat resources were kept in spatial storage devices.

After the Jade Pool Immortal Maiden finished speaking, Saintess Yun’s heart sank bit by bit. She knew that Li Yang was truly finished, with no hope of escaping his fate.

The moment the Earth Demon Venerable spoke, the expressions of those who had previously questioned Yun Chujiu turned remarkably colorful.

"Yes, sir," the man in the suit replied hurriedly, immediately offering a brief introduction to the Yu De Society. After all, given his status, the Yu De Society had yet to earn the right to catch the master's eye.

"If you don't want to leave, then don't. My father loves having a lively home, and we have plenty of rooms; you are welcome to stay as long as you like." Before Meng Yue could finish, a cup of wine was pressed to her lips. She didn't refuse, opening her mouth to drain it in one gulp.

Feng Chengli sat there in silence for a long time before finally nodding heavily, as if he had reached a major decision.

Yun Chujiu had Single-Claw try to wake the Invincible Honey Badger, but for some reason, the creature was sleeping exceptionally soundly; even after several kicks from Single-Claw, it remained fast asleep.

The landscape was scarred and riddled with the traces of disaster: buildings were ruined, vehicles were scattered in disarray, and corpses could be seen lying on the streets.

Gradually, everyone gave up on trying to gain enlightenment and focused their gazes on the few top geniuses who held the greatest promise of obtaining the inheritance.

The young man’s figure paused noticeably. He looked back at Qingcheng with lingering attachment before, in the next moment, turning to leave.

The slighted butler wore a face of utter bewilderment, then shook his head with a helpless, bitter smile before turning to head toward the office.

However, the four Strange Demons before them were clearly arrogant; they were dressed in the attire of the Strange Demon race, their faces adorned with the clan's traditional markings.

Li Xiao immediately went to find Chief Constable Lin. Finding him accompanying the party of the Prince of An, Li Xiao stepped forward to report directly. Throughout the process, he remained remarkably composed, speaking with the air of a great general as he covered everything from intelligence and tactical layout to potential feedback and contingency plans for emergencies.

One must commit to the act fully. Although the old man before him was not a practitioner—or perhaps someone had told him about it and he had simply forgotten—Lu You could not afford to be like him. He maintained the tone of a practitioner and addressed him with polite formality.