Chapter 34: The Denied Culprit

One wonders what Gao Huanrong experienced during her investigation over this past month of absence.

"Look at my memory; blood is splattered everywhere, and I'll have to clean it up later," Antian said, slapping his forehead in annoyance as he saw the blood spurting from Ke Aina's shoulder and staining the ground.

Seeing this, the immortals couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, their hearts surging with excitement, simply because they had survived.

"Some say the Immortal Venerable preserved a glimmer of life for the three of them, while others claim it is because they possess the supreme treasures of the three clans... As for the exact reason, I do not know."

Zhu Dabao brandished his Heaven-Piercing Ruler and delivered a fierce strike. He expected the move to miss, but unexpectedly, it landed heavily on the evil dragon.

As he admired the scenery, Sun Xiang explained the history and various tales of Gourd Town.

Although these assassins could not obtain firearms in the Dragon Kingdom and posed little threat to him personally, his family and clansmen lacked his combat prowess.

After the banquet, the three returned to Guangyang Palace, and Jiang Qingyue asked Wanzhou to take Xu Shuyan's pulse.

"What are you writing? Let me see! And why is your face so red, Second Sister-in-law?" Zhu, unaware that he had been force-fed a display of affection, asked in confusion.

Zi Yunye began sniffing around like a dog, eventually returning to the water. He felt the scent was strongest at the junction of the water and the stone layer, making it a likely breakthrough point.

His gaze was like lightning, sweeping slowly across his front with the sharpness of a hawk. Suddenly, as if discovering something, he revealed a sinister smile.

With sharp blades at their throats, who could refuse to compromise? Even if a rain of arrows lay ahead, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and pray for better luck. Before long, the Zichen Gate was engulfed in raging flames, littered with hundreds of corpses.

The sun had set, and the gates outside Mingde Prefecture were closed. Not wanting to waste precious time, Li Bin decided to enter the city overnight.

"Of course! You don't see whose husband he is!" Shui Tianlan pouted with pride and led the way downward.

***

Sugawara no Michizane, seeing Xu Zhi’s surprise, laughed, "This is our Eastern Fire Escape technique!" Xu Zhi replied, "Truly amazing!" Taking advantage of the chaos among the soldiers outside, the two struggled to close the gate, bolted it, and jumped into the tunnel one after another.

"Wow, I must taste this quickly!" Wu Ying exclaimed happily. Her personality was straightforward and unpretentious, so her expression was entirely natural. After taking a big bite of the fresh orange snow-meiniang, her eyes widened even further.

Lin Feng frowned tightly. Who could have done this? Although his relationship with Shui Ruyue was discreet, it could not withstand scrutiny; a thorough investigation would reveal it. Dealing with Shui Ruyue was clearly an attack on Lin Feng. Who would be bold enough to target him?

"Yihong, what they say is their business. The Bai clan considers you family," Bai Lu said sternly.

As she stepped out, she saw Deng Jiayin secretly observing Jiang Yichun, then glancing at Ji Ziran, and finally at Xie Dun, her expression obscure and unfathomable.

Ye Qingcheng had changed into a princess's gown. It was not her own, but one taken from the costume department that didn't quite fit, yet it brought out an air of noble, imposing authority that could not be ignored.

Although it did not melt a blood-drenched hole through her heart, this alone was terrifying enough.

"Is the Uncle-Master worrying too much? The demonic cultivators are currently at the peak of their momentum, and the righteous path is merely avoiding their edge; perhaps there is another strategy," Xie Ci frowned. The righteous path had struggled to contain the demonic cultivators here; if the formation were breached again, it was uncertain when they would be able to contain them next.

Meanwhile, Yu Bing held onto his Q ability, clearly intending to use it to dodge the Card Master’s gold card.

She forced herself to a half-sitting position, squinting through the dim light of the room to recognize the doctor who had been summoned the day before.

With a loud thud, the sound spread, and the ground was engulfed in flames. Some monkeys, failing to dodge in time, were scorched by the fire and instantly turned to ash.

The Thunder Hawk was a treasure in its entirety, crucial for those cultivating thunder-attribute arts. Adult Thunder Hawks, in particular, contained beast cores rich in pure thunder-attribute elemental energy.

To him, the greatest threats were Tian Xuan and his peers. With their talent, it wouldn't be long before they surpassed him.

It was Qian Ning’s voice, followed by Xiu’er and Cao’er, all chattering away in a lively manner.

***

When events happen to others, one can remain indifferent, but once they involve oneself, everything changes.

Consequently, she brewed quite a lot of spirit fruit wine. Fortunately, her aunts, cousins-in-law, and cousins were also very fond of it. Since she could brew Clear Spirit Wine at the age of eight, her annual batches grew more mellow and fragrant, rich in spiritual energy and unique in taste, leaving her relatives eagerly waiting for her to deliver it.

What? Were my ears failing me? Why did President Zhang suddenly say that to me? Sorry? What did he have to apologize for? I stared at him, blinking, while Zhang Yefeng kept his head down. I couldn't understand the meaning behind his words; it seemed incomprehensible.

Murong Qingxue smiled and nodded, then planted a light, dragonfly-like kiss on Yi Qiu's cheek before turning away, her face flushing red, and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The sleazy man was stunned for a moment, suddenly dropping the wooden stick in his hand. He stared blankly at Zou Yanyan, not daring to make a sound.

Bai Feng’s beautiful eyes shimmered as she looked toward the horizon, her exquisite face filled with immense anticipation.

Zhang Ran smiled, "Heh, do you think you have the nerve to continue cooperating with me?" While waiting for the 'Lord' to respond, Zhang Ran had already prepared 'Pitch Black' under the round table. If the 'Lord' refused to cooperate, Zhang Ran would kill him on the spot; after all, his true identity could not be known to any outsider.

Suddenly, the man in green moved, wielding a thumb-thick green bamboo stick to strike at the black-clad swordsman with incredible speed.

Zi Bingxin emerged from Lan Jun’ao’s embrace, standing steadily on the ground, and realized she had reunited with the group.

The crowd became restless; if they stayed here, they would only wait for death. The only hope was to charge forward, perhaps finding a glimmer of survival.