Chapter 32: Meeting at the Spirit Spring

Five people? Yu Wanqiao stared thoughtfully at the group, listening to their incessant chatter. After catching enough of their conversation, she confirmed that the five in question were indeed Xie Wenyun and his companions. Their presence seemed to be everywhere.

"Sir, please enjoy your meal," the waiter said, placing the dishes on the table.

Yu Wanqiao, however, had lost all interest. She rose to leave, intending to head to the spiritual spring to cultivate. The waiter was left bewildered, watching her depart just as the food arrived.

Without a second thought, he respectfully took the python head with both hands, examining it with meticulous care.

Yun Tianhe suddenly stopped his work and looked up at Mei Feixin. Only now, with his head raised, did he clearly see the man’s face. It was not particularly handsome, yet it possessed a certain ruggedness; in any case, it looked far more decent than Li Luofan’s.

The carriage pulled up to the main gate of the prince's mansion. As soon as she stepped out, she spotted a man wearing a silver mask standing at the entrance, as if he had long expected her arrival and had been waiting for some time.

Consequently, during this period, Bai Qiushui had focused entirely on her medical examinations, followed by the transplant, the wait, and the recovery; she had paid no attention at all to whether Lu Jingchen had gone abroad or not.

However, when I discussed this matter with Brother Xu, he appeared remarkably relaxed, even telling me not to be nervous and to let things take their natural course.

Glancing at Xu Che, Lu Mengyun cursed him inwardly as a crude martial artist, though a faint curve tugged at the corner of her lips.

Although Su Zhanhai was filled with ten thousand questions, seeing the unshakeable resolve on Old Wang’s face, he dared not say another word and could only obediently stow away the dozen or so subscription certificates that represented a small fortune.

After all, the zombie virus had only broken out three months ago; the zombies worldwide were still primarily basic, first-tier ones, with mutated zombies remaining a minority.

Seeing Lu Mengyun’s expression, Xu Che was momentarily distracted. His hand trembled, and his long blade grazed her snowy neck, leaving a thin crimson line.

Just as Jiang Yan was hesitating, he heard a series of whispers outside the door. He knew that someone else had come looking for a room.

The two thick bamboo joints had each been split into thirty-six strips, and the grooves for the mechanism had been carved out. The thumb-thick bamboo pole remained intact, though it had been whittled down to a uniform thickness from top to bottom.

The Right Xiaowei cavalry slowly retreated while remaining vigilant against a potential charge from the Tuyuhun, but even after they had fallen back a hundred paces, the Tuyuhun dared not advance.

Liu Xiaogong was horrified and hastily raised his saber to parry, but with a metallic clang, the weapon was knocked from his hand. Before he could make another move, Zhang Deqi’s blade was already pressed against his throat.

The current situation was highly unfavorable for her; her attacks were ineffective against the three demons, and she could not break through their encirclement.

The building was only three stories high, and Lu Qi lived on the second. Through the window, he could see the bustling crowd below, the complex medley of street vendors’ cries, and even at midnight, the lights remained bright.

Faced with the world before them, they had no choice but to land; after all, they needed to determine exactly where they were and see if any other ships had landed on this planet.

As expected by Wuenqi, Candida’s fierce demeanor did not last long. Moments later, the bored onlookers, the beggars of the Bahai Kingdom, and the creditors who followed Candida’s lead had all vanished. The graveyard was empty, leaving only Wuenqi and Candida behind.

However, when Nan Wuxiang drew the bow, he did not use a winch, nor did he use a release lever when firing. He simply waved his hand, and the window in front of the crossbow carriage swung open in response.

"Everyone, the demon army has descended; it is time for us to act," Ren Zuo said, looking slowly at the crowd.

Yang Hao was momentarily stunned. Before he could approach, the sound of a reed flute began to play from Lu Qingqing’s carriage.

However, Flash Step remained problematic; because the Void Domain could not shatter the Star Domain, he could not use it to position himself directly in front of Dugu Tian.