Chapter 59: Journey to Canglang

"Ah, the grand disciple-recruitment ceremony is about to begin. I must leave here, rendezvous with everyone, and witness the ceremony," Liu Yi muttered to himself, before quietly returning to the inn.

Ren Xu expressed his agreement. The endless array of magical treasures and Taoist arts displayed by their fellow disciples had truly opened their eyes.

Nico smiled and said, "Very well." Although the residence was fully equipped with pots, pans, and quilts, there wasn't much grain left. When the time came, they would still need everyone's help to transport supplies down the mountain. Of course, this would be a one-time occurrence; afterwards, they would have to transport their own goods down the mountain.

"Exactly. Now we can only hope that Jun Ge and Ah Meng manage to snatch back the Pisces Jade Pendant," Laizi sighed desolately.

Hearing all this, and recalling what Zhao Lin had just said, Bai He sneered and abruptly hung up the call. By now, she could easily guess that Zhao Lin must have gone to exact revenge on Zhou Sifan. Those who toy with others are bound to be toyed with in return; the old saying held true—what goes around in the jianghu eventually comes back around.

With these words, Chen Ming pulled away from Jiang Susu's embrace and began to beat heavily against Jiang Zhentian's chest.

Bai He had actually formed her own conclusions long ago, and hearing her suspicions confirmed now, she could not help but offer a bitter smile.

Sensing the strange, ambient energies surrounding Jing Yaonan, the dense gathering surged toward him like sharks catching the scent of blood. As they collided, thunderous explosions rang out.

The dense tree canopy was effortlessly sliced right through by the rotor blades, leaving it completely bare, as if shaved clean by a razor.

An oversight was an oversight, and Yuxi did not make excuses for herself: "Good thing you reminded me in time. I'll talk to Ah Xin about this later." Such matters required prompt guidance; otherwise, it would be highly detrimental to a child's growth.

"Is there any point to this?" Aside from Nick and teacher Xiong Weini, another Crimson Demon Master whom Su Huan had never met before spoke up, his gaze casting intentional or accidental sideways glances at Xiong Weini.

It shook its head at Lin You, seemingly asking what to do next and seeking his opinion.

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Moving in an orderly fashion, An Jianjun's troops seized control of the account books, video footage, and other crucial relevant materials in accordance with their routine drills and training.

Madam Long glared menacingly at Zheng Xiangyu while unhesitatingly landing slaps across his face. The muffled groans forced Zheng Xiangyu to stagger backward.

"That's just because you rely on your little tricks too often. Qianqian and I have long since grown immune to them; we usually just humor you to save your face," Mu Bing'an remarked.

When all the overwhelming pressure unleashed by Lei Chen finally descended upon her, Rorana could no longer endure it and collapsed into a half-squat on the ground.

Once one's own strength grew powerful, to say nothing of anything else, the treatment one enjoyed and the world one beheld would be vastly different from before.

From effortlessly handling the forced abdication event in the morning, casually writing down a seven-star beauty secret formula, to now calmly and effortlessly slapping Dan Ruoyan in the face while laughing and talking.

Shen Ci was pulling at the hem of his clothes with one hand, seemingly changing, but Gu Nian still caught a sharp-eyed glimpse of his neatly aligned abdominal muscles.

"Hiss~! What kind of way to eat is this? How utterly bizarre?" Wei Muyuan curiously leaned in close, staring at the table filled with various raw vegetables, mushrooms, and other assorted ingredients.

"Alright, just the final half-lap left. Let's see if you can catch up to me!" Ying took a deep breath and began his final sprint.

Moreover, pondering further, so what if a little dirt had fallen into the spiritual tea? It probably wouldn't completely mask the tea's aroma. Finally summoning her courage, she puckered her lips and leaned toward the teacup.

Even though they knew Chen Xiao must have undergone numerous trials to reach the Heaven Realm, seeing these scenes made them realize that their imaginations still fell short.

Thinking of the friendship over the years and the affection hidden deep in her heart, the tears finally poured down uncontrollably.

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Outside the secret chamber, a gigantic skeleton had its vital blood energy sucked dry. It was the skeleton of a bird, and the tattered garments upon it belonged to the attire of the Heavenly Demon Kingdom. In its skeletal hand, it still clutched a piece of paper.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. He gave an imperceptible nod, as if having made up his mind. His right hand slowly raised the broken blade he held, while his left hand gently brushed across the blade's edge. A streak of blood appeared on the blade, only to be instantly swallowed by the broken blade.

Lei Doudou had exterminated five or six Blood Demon Insect Kings, and Tu Ming collected all their corpses. Since they contained imperial aura, his efforts hadn't been in vain—this harvest surpassed everything they had gathered over the past few days.

No wonder these bandits raided the mountain ravine village like they were going on a shopping trip every once in a while, targeting food alone.

"Forget it, forget it. This is a good thing after all; I'll settle accounts with you all at once later. By the way, speaking of which, what kind of people are those who stole the Blood Spirit Saint Ore?" Ye Yang smiled wryly, shook his head, and asked in turn.

Long Xingyun's eyes bulged in fury, his face distorted. As he roared, he bared his white teeth, looking as though he wanted to devour someone alive.

"You!" Lin Tianxiang was so infuriated by the other party's shameless tactics that fire blazed in his eyes. Yet, considering this matter might involve some deep secret, if his impulsiveness ruined the chance to unearth the sect's hidden agents, his guilt would be immeasurable.

If it were merely an attempt to win over Chen Fan, success or failure aside, Chen Fan had no justification for detaining the envoys. Even warring nations do not slay the messenger.

"Look, there's a fortune teller over there," Qingke mumbled indistinctly around a green bean cake as she spoke to Chihong within the city.

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