Chapter 74: An Unorthodox Move

Jiang Yingfang clenched his fists; just now, he had nearly crippled Li Feihu’s arm, but this fellow had managed to dodge quickly enough.

“Yes, yes, we definitely need to settle this matter.”

“I never imagined the Li family would be so weak.”

“What are you talking about? Clearly, it’s Jiang Yingfang who’s incredibly strong.”

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After all, they were on the Gong Chong family’s turf. Even after completing their mission, leaving unscathed wouldn’t be easy. Along the way, Gu Feng overheard many rumors about the recent battle; it seemed that every ability user in the Water Curtain Celestial Palace had their own unique sources of information.

The past three days were relatively safe. Yan Jun would occasionally open her eyes to peer through the gap in the stone-built door, making sure that, for now, nothing had discovered their hidden refuge.

But when she tore open the barrier at the subspace exit, she was struck dumb, her mind going completely blank in shock.

After giving a few instructions to the phantoms, Xiao Qi unfurled his thunder-patterned bat wings and, with a single powerful beat, shot up into the clouds, heading straight for the imperial capital.

Yuan Wankai made up his mind, opened the door, and tiptoed into the meditation chamber, careful not to disturb Meng Fan.

Moreover, now that Ye Fei was cultivating the Venom Refinement Technique, he needed such toxins to be drawn into his dantian. How could he possibly let such a rare and precious poison slip by?

The adjutant signaled for the man to tie the rope to a tree, while he himself began lowering the rope down the cliff.

The so-called “ancient gods” he referred to were, in fact, akin to what Huaxia called Celestial Masters, Buddhas, Demon Emperors, and Ghost Emperors—those exalted realms.

He had spent over a century in the Devouring Heavens Realm, always worrying about Ling Xiao’s safety. After all, during that battle in the Ling Xiao Mountains, dozens of Saint Kings had intervened, and even Heavenly Lords and Emperors had descended. With Ling Xiao’s strength at the time, not yet sanctified, how could he have possibly survived such a deadly calamity?

Only someone like Long Lei, who could balance toughness and flexibility and knew when to advance or retreat, was capable of leading the Long family to true prosperity.

Simply put, they didn’t even know how to properly praise him; they couldn’t even find the right words.

At the same time, he threw out more than a dozen high-quality magical treasures: the Blazing God Talisman Sword, the Weiyang Feather Fan, the Supreme Wheel Mirror, the Plain Cloud Banner, the Divine Silk, and more.

“You mean you want to go grave digging?” After listening to Yu Fei, Wu Changduan’s voice was so agitated it nearly lost its pitch.

Those she once took pride in, those she believed she could rely on—now all had vanished without a trace, not even willing to appear before her anymore.

From now on, I could teach independently, no longer following Fu Zhiliang to lectures, but truly being addressed as “Sir” by others.

When one of the blue-robed elders, radiating powerful energy, arrived at the spot where the Red Mountain Spirit Master had been excavated, his expression froze, his face filled with disbelief, as if he simply could not trust what his eyes were seeing.

The Dominating Blade Sect was hardly unfamiliar to Yan Wubian; after all, that was the sect Chen Li had joined upon entering the Spirit Realm. Its power, while not quite at the level of a superpower, was certainly far beyond the reach of any second- or third-rate factions.

Wasting no more time, Yan Wubian swallowed a few medicinal pills, began circulating his internal energy, and started to repair his physical body.

“So where is that necromancer now? How did you escape?” Lan Ziyi immediately pressed.

He used sonic manipulation to transmit his voice directly to Jonathan’s ear, so that no one around could hear.

“Besides surrendering, do you have any other suggestions?” Jin Famin forced down his anger and asked loudly once more.

Shops on both sides of the street had their doors open, with signs at the entrance displaying their wares, and some even shouting out to attract customers.

Lei Jun’s meaning was clear to Qin Yu: in essence, whatever conflicts our two companies have, let the two heads settle it personally. There’s no need to resort to hiring thugs for kidnapping, malicious attacks, or any criminal acts just because of a disagreement.