Volume 1, Chapter 68: Buying One's Freedom

Hong'er looked at her young mistress with eyes full of heartache.
As for Liu Ping'er, her heart had no room for anyone other than Fang Yang.
Lying in bed every day, Liu Ping'er's mind was filled with memories of Fang Yang writing poems for her, fiercely beating up the Northern barbarian envoy for her, and ending up in prison because of her.

"Ruolan, what on earth is going on here? Could you please explain a little?" A man did not approach Wang Biqing directly, intending instead to find out from his acquaintance, Bai Ruolan. After Bai Ruolan offered an explanation, the look the man cast toward Wang Biqing turned hostile.

Then, the whale shark that had swallowed Zuofang Feng plunged straight into the ocean. Strangely enough, Zang Xiayue still maintained her gentle smile.

At Aymo's current blistering speed, as long as he kept it up, he would undoubtedly easily escape the pursuit of the demons inside the crater. However, a corresponding problem arose as well: Freyne had still not given up on her scheming against Aymo.

To put it bluntly, a phantom spirit controls individuals through illusions, whereas an illusionary realm is created by a phantom spirit to control masses of people.

I opened my eyes. I no longer needed the assistance of the Seated Forgetfulness Mental Technique. Through the baptism I had just undergone, my state of mind had achieved sublimation once more. Yet, a new challenge now lay before me: the execution of the Greater Yin Heart and Lung Needles required an origin of extremely pure Yin energy.

Su Mi quickly retreated, bending her body and tilting her head to the side, narrowly dodging the sharp hoe. At the same time, she raised her foot and kicked Aunt Liu squarely in the abdomen, knocking her sprawling to the ground.

Meanwhile, regarding the Wood Celestial Fox, although cultivators led by Ye Zidu attempted to launch a surprise attack against it, they failed to stop it. In the end, it managed to escape, leaving them with no choice but to dispatch a search party to pursue it.

The last time Yan Jinghong had taken action was three years ago during the internal strife of the Axe Gang. Single-handedly, he intercepted ten thousand Axe Gang rebels, successfully covering the escape of Gang Leader Zhou Qiankun and retreating completely unscathed. It seemed that unless the Axe Gang faced total annihilation, he would never lift a finger.

Xuantan glanced at him with an expression of even deeper disdain, yet his hands did not stop; pulling back the blanket, he began applying medicine to himself.

Aymos listened to the incessant sound of flapping wings coming from outside the house, while Illia and Lisina sat nestled against one another by the fireplace. Although their method of dealing with this disaster was entirely correct, finding herself in the midst of catastrophe still filled Illia with immense terror.

"Yet, yet I..." Yan Qing murmured sorrowfully by the window, gazing quietly out at the scenery, truly unable to comprehend why she had become so sentimental after losing her memories.

Li Qiutang was startled. Wei An had always been affable and courteous; she had never even seen him speak in a raised voice. Today, however, he had flown into such a towering rage over Yuan Jinqing—could it be that someone had touched a sore spot deep within his heart?

Just as Wu Yantuo managed to barely block another fierce blow from Zhang Yi and had not yet caught his breath, he suddenly discovered that his opponent's fist, which had already seemed fully extended to its limit, abruptly surged forward by another few inches, smashing directly into his face.

Indeed, their current location still belonged to the central plaza of the district within the current floor, meaning it was still part of the [Inner Circle].

The referee timidly asked a question along the lines of, "Is there anyone else wishing to come up to challenge?" Consequently, the match concluded amidst the silence of the crowd.

Had Xiong Qi known what the young captain was thinking at that moment, he definitely would have finished him off: "I am already this destitute, and yet you are still plotting to squeeze money out of my pockets?"

Another bout of heavy drinking plunged day and night into oblivion; everyone became dead drunk. The present success of the Dragon Fang Guild was inseparable from the hard work of all present, and Xiao Ming, as the founder, remained the supreme leader in everyone's hearts. Although Xiao Ming had already withdrawn from the Dragon Fang Guild, in the hearts of everyone, he remained the absolute core of the organization.