Chapter 133: Er Niu's Gratitude

Though Sister Gu spoke kindly, she was inherently narrow-minded. After the two children returned, she sternly warned them never to visit Second Brother’s house again.

Big Ni and Second Ni agreed outwardly, but whenever they had the chance, they would secretly avoid their parents and visit Dabao. Li Qingyun did not stop them, but that was a story for later.

After a simple lunch, Li Qingyun played with Erbao for a while. When he fell asleep again, she placed the quilts and jackets that hadn’t been delivered in the morning into her spatial pocket and took them to Erniu’s house.

Taking advantage of no one’s notice, she pulled them out, held them in her hand, and knocked on the door.

The ghastly creature lunged at Chen Qing with snarling claws, yet Chen Qing and Ling Miaomiao showed no fear. As it approached, Chen Qing raised his left hand; the head of a fierce ghost appeared, roaring fiercely as it bit the creature’s neck.

His calm words were laced with lethal intent. The clansman’s eyes flashed, ready to draw his blade, but suddenly three spirit-powered wolves leapt down from the walls on either side. Electricity crackled over their bodies, stunning the clansman momentarily. Still, he unleashed a burst of spirit flame, blasting the wolves back and avoiding a fatal wolf bite.

He had hurried all the way here, and hundreds of miles from Canglan City, he had already sensed a massive energy fluctuation, evidently produced by many masters working in concert. He had pushed himself beyond his limits to arrive, only to find the Jin family’s home in ruins, and Ye Zihan gone without a trace.

Because the front was so extended, the demon and monster tribes underwent changes as well. Captured humans and some disobedient races were no longer merely fodder for the army; they began to enjoy human food and transform many prisoners into half-demons or half-monsters.

To outsiders, Yang Xue appeared to be showing weakness. Given her current status and control over Qin Mountain, she was far more powerful than Ma Zaoping. Yet even Yang Xue could not threaten Ma Zaoping’s existence, proving that Ma Zaoping had powerful backing.

“Boss! I think we should remove the hard drive from the security room and bring it back to connect to my computer for review. No need to wait for repair of the surveillance monitors here!” a police officer suggested.

Now she had no one to rely on; her only hope was Chiyin.

Time drifts gently, adorning the mortal world so it no longer feels lonely. Meeting you was fate—precious, rare, and a wondrous gaze.

Compared to the South Wind’s stagnation, Guangnan’s economy was far more dynamic. The coastal cities’ openness and mature markets endowed Guangnan’s economy with greater potential. Xie Mingyang hoped to make a mark in Guangnan to advance his official career. Yang Xue understood this, but if this was Fang Mingjing’s intention, Yang Xue would have to ponder deeply.

He tried to extract the object, feeling uneasy inside. He did not know whether this ancient Buddhist weapon would accept his consciousness. If it proved unruly, it would be a great challenge.

“Xixi, let’s meet and talk it over. That way it looks more sincere.” With that, Xia Weiguo hung up and quickly sent her the meeting address.

“Whatever you decide, I don’t mind. Whether you give the order to you or our company, it won’t be a loss,” Ye Yiqing said indifferently.

“The Ten Thousand Swords Sect is preparing to recruit new disciples. The sect is on lockdown, so the griffin can only stop in Wanxiang City. Still, once in Wanxiang City, the sect is not far away,” Xiao Jian said, looking at the ten-zhang-high city walls with relief.

Without packing anything, Xia Xixi drove straight back to the Xia family. She was curious to see just how capable Zhao Rong really was. Before returning home, she had no idea just how twisted Zhao Rong had become.

Zhou Ping’s body seemed weightless as he fell into the Great Chessboard of Heaven and Earth, looking up to gaze down at Zhu Honghu.

He was attentive, knowing that more than half the villagers had returned thanks to him. Hearing they had finally found a new home, he was naturally overjoyed.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Enel, who had been observing this place, clearly noticed the situation. Though he was the god of this sky island, it did not mean he was accustomed to such bloody scenes.