Chapter 130: Conspiracy in the Study

"Could it be that this place has also been attacked by fierce beasts?" Bao Buhuang murmured to himself, looking at the desolate and deserted streets around him.

"Are you saying that three transformed-stage demonic beasts would dare to strike my Xuanyang Sect?" Yin Jiuxiao asked in shock.

"Hahaha, Young Master Zhao, I admire your strength. Now we finally have a chance to fight back," the Old Ghost laughed.

It made Bai Jie realize that he had been quite clever with this dungeon mission. Had Xiong Ying not joined, the fate of the Fire Cult members would have been his own, had he been careless.

Over seven days, Mo Kui consumed a large amount of Vital Blood Pills, continuously using the surge of blood energy triggered by the medicine to batter his right arm. Only after clearing most of the meridians in his arm did he use his spiritual sense to scan his entire body and check his injuries.

"What is going on? Who told you to describe the form of his inner demon to him? Are you trying to get him killed?" Monk Zhiguo, shedding his usual dignified and composed demeanor, shouted at Mo Kui, his face full of rage.

Madame Ping brought Luo Mingzhu over. She wore a peach-pink cloud satin dress embroidered with golden butterflies and flowers. A five-petaled plum blossom gemstone hair-pin was tucked into her hair. Though she wore no extravagant jewelry, her inherent noble aura remained undiminished.

Liu Shuisheng was caught off guard and struck squarely. In pain, he tried to hide behind his mother, but the old lady seemed so furious this time that she showed no intention of shielding him.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from behind Bai Jie. When he turned around, even with his rapidly advancing strength, he was startled.

The Zhang couple truly intended to do just that. They had been busy all morning without earning a cent, and had been scared half to death. Now, hearing that there was good food and drink, they thought they would sponge a meal as some form of compensation.

The cell phone rang suddenly, giving Han Hao a great fright. He grabbed the phone, saw it was a call from Rong Jiajia, and hurriedly pressed answer.

"It's nothing." Long Xiangyu did not want Gu Xin to see that he was acting differently. He thought to himself that he would wait a while before looking for Wu Mei, or perhaps ask Xiao Mo to find her.

The second crime was treason, alleging that Fang Xiao had colluded with foreign powers and had dealings with the French.

Bai Momo only felt a warm liquid trickling down her cheek before she lost consciousness.

Pangui approached silently and placed breakfast on the stone table. Gu Nianqing picked up a meat bun, tore it in half, popped one part into her mouth, and placed the other in the porcelain bowl in front of Pangui.

As Fang Xiao integrated more civilizations, he discovered that while powers shared subtle similarities, they also manifested in vastly different ways. With every civilization's power he absorbed, his own capabilities underwent earth-shaking changes! The Fire Seed Source Power was no longer enough to encompass them all.

The fissure that had split the ground in two had, in these few moments, become a bottomless abyss on both sides.

A night passed without news of Ran Qing, leaving both of them in extreme anxiety. Lizhu arranged for Xiang'er to wait downstairs, while she herself remained in the room, reciting Buddhist sutras and praying to the Buddha to keep Ran Qing safe.

Jiang Sining was not surprised. One of them possessed the Primordial Unity Body and the other the Pure Yang Body; neither faced obstacles in cultivating various types of attributes.

"Reporting to Master, I feel excellent. Possessing power once again fills me with great joy," Xuanyue said respectfully.

They wore armor forged of gold and lived in such bright houses. They ate exquisite food, with heaps of white sugar piled on their desserts, spilling onto the floor at the slightest tremor of the hand.

"I suggest you call General Maginot immediately and have him send more reinforcements. I feel this matter is far trickier than we imagined," Ke Lan said.

If one does something wrong, shouldn't one rely on sincere repentance? Can your sins be washed away just by kneeling before the Buddha?

Although Li Zhi's strength had not fully recovered, he had many hidden cards. He did not believe he would lose to a cultivator who had just successfully advanced.

Driven by some mysterious force, numerous water snakes charged toward Tianpeng, while water weeds also reached out to entangle his legs.

Other than that feeling of being abandoned by the ninja world that day, everything else was fine, and he continued living his life as usual.

"Because the undead have no great need for material goods, the Corroded Lands are one of the few places in the world where resources remain undeveloped. Your territory contains vast amounts of ores, rare resources, and countless alchemical ingredients."

Especially with someone's help... escaping from this prison now is not so easy.

She rose from the bed and sat before the vanity, slowly tracing the eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips of the person in the bronze mirror, gently brushing the face. "Goodbye, Kunwu." She smiled, relieved. She realized clearly that the person in the mirror was herself.

The angel leader's swordsmanship was an incredibly marvelous style. By integrating it into his own technique, he made his swordsmanship sharper and more powerful.

"Uh, as for the matters of tracking reconnaissance, communication signals, and code-breaking, I must ask for Young Master Luo's help!" Leiting requested with a smiling face.

"The Grave King jokes. I reckon this old man can hold on for another twenty or thirty years without issue!" The old man remained full of smiles.

Physical manifestation—this is the realm that every practitioner of hard-body training in the world dreams of reaching.

"You mean an inside traitor?" Hong Jin sat up abruptly. This was a possibility he had never even considered.

"No. You didn't do anything wrong. You did... absolutely... wonderful!" Dougao-o said the last three words through gritted teeth.

Neither the ascetic nor the handsome blond could have imagined that Lu You, who had entered through the window with such imposing momentum, would leave so decisively, vanishing into thin air without a trace.

It was already night in China. After waiting for a while, Long Dingguo and Long Qianxing finally appeared on the video call.