Chapter 51

Tanlu lowered her body, deftly evading the first wave of attacks. Since she had no idea how to unravel the sword formation, she decided to counter it head-on with the tenth move—the “Seven Stars Soul Lock Formation.” Her hands formed intricate seals, fingers shifting rapidly as she conjured complex incantations. Her robes billowed and danced, leaving emerald traces in the air like waves cutting through a storm.

A crimson figure shouted wildly, suddenly lifting the scarlet sword and swinging it straight at his opponent's head. The searing heat emanating from the blade made the grand hall feel as though it had been transformed into an infernal purgatory.

“It must be that turtle bastard—he’s upset we trashed his place, so now he’s anxious and orders his men to dig us out at all costs,” Wang Han said bluntly, his mind always approaching problems from the most direct angle.

“Mmm…” Lin Ruolan felt a tingling sensation at her waist and immediately twisted away to avoid Chen Feng’s hand. At the same time, she bit down harder, and a faint metallic taste seeped into her nose.

Mo, pleased, returned to the cave to dress. When he came out, he realized the clothes were quite loose. Ye, delighted that Mo was wearing the beast-hide garments, taught him how to tie knots and secure the waistband. Mo ran and jumped, discovering the clothes were sturdy and wouldn’t slip off during movement.

A flush of red appeared on Lian Qingqing’s pale face, making her look as beautiful as a lily.

Luo Li found it terrifying. Although the tiger tribe’s cave was spacious, lighting a fire inside would surely fill the air with smoke and dust—if not careful, it could even be poisonous. She wondered how they managed to survive.

Thus, the sects always placed secret agents among each other, their purpose to spy on rivals or obtain their techniques and divine abilities. If a sect’s agent managed to rise to a high position within another sect, that would be even more remarkable.

She was prepared to see another door, but when it opened, Red Mountain was not within.

“Get out!” Faced with Zheng Jian’s pretentious display, the landlady unleashed a lion’s roar, blasting Zheng Jian clear out of the way.

Afterward, she sent a text to Xiao Lei, informing him that she had finished her makeup and was about to enter the “Distant Hills Beneath Dark Brows” estate. She instructed him to be ready to cooperate after dark and specified the details of their plan.

Yingying, sensitive and perceptive, sensed that A Lai was deliberately concealing something. Connecting it to his intentions, she quickly stomped hard on Hu San’s foot.

Ye Luoyun’s casual question drew scornful looks, yet he knew these people were not simple.

Just then, a car pulled up beside Liang Sheyu’s parking spot, and two young men stepped out.

It was due to the complexity of this region’s environment—many good routines were still being established and perfected.

Xia Fanxing reached out to Liu Qianya, who hesitantly placed her hand in Xia Fanxing’s.

After browsing through records of Yan Tong and Ouyang Hanbing’s family activities abroad, it became clear these were not technologically synthesized.

“That’s enough. I said I’m willing to accept your inheritance!” Zhang Lingyu’s icy gaze locked onto the projected artificial intelligence.

“You—what did you say? Lord Destruction? Why does that title sound so familiar? Could it be... the legendary Lord of Destruction!” Danzo exclaimed. At that moment, he finally recalled the deity’s visage, his eyes darting toward Hokage Rock and then to Bardock.

“Yang, your grandpa’s come to take your miserable life!” Situ pulled the pins on the last two grenades he had, hurling them straight at County Chief Yang.

Wang Xiu was furious. Remembering the atrocities committed by Shanghai Ma Chao in the past, he was consumed by rage.

“….” Wang Xiu rolled his eyes, though by then Shanghai Ma Chao had already recovered.

“Big brother, I was wrong—where are you taking me? What are you going to do?” The man struggled in Ye Feng’s grasp but could not break free.

Shen Yaxi could not escape. Unable to deal with Su Ruohan, she had no choice but to let him mold her, her cheeks flushed, her entire body limp and yielding against him.

“It seems you really are drunk. I’m on the left, your sister-in-law is on the left, but you’re falling to the right,” Wang Xiang and the others laughed.

The man who used forbidden techniques wasn’t truly intent on anything drastic. He was simply cornered by Red Moon, pressured into desperation, and subconsciously unleashed that move.

“Hehe, you can’t know my score yet. All you need to know is Raditz’s current power level—1,150,000! To me, he’s not even worth an ant,” Bardock used Raditz as an example, successfully striking at Goku’s resolve.

“You… I’m honestly surprised by your appearance. Are you sure this look is suitable for meeting Zhou Zheng?” Lin Dong hesitated, asking Xu Feng.

Soon, the dishes were served. Though their origins were unknown, they looked beautiful and appetizing.

Seeing them come together, Mrs. Li and Granny Zhou were delighted, saying little but chatting idly with Mrs. Li.

Wang Yingli’s comment was pure jest. I didn’t take it to heart, exchanged a few words, and hung up, wearing a playful and carefree smile as I got into the car.

After finishing her work, Shuning put away the purse, waiting to surprise her brother Duanning on his birthday.

Ren Yaoqi frowned slightly, sensing that Second Young Master Yun was more talkative than usual today. Although they would exchange a few words when they met, her attitude had always kept him at a distance, and he rarely had a chance to speak so much—especially with such obvious concern.