Volume 1, Chapter 53: Fifty Taels

In truth, there were hidden complexities behind the martial arts tournament for marriage; otherwise, Wu Santong would have forced Wu Xiangyue right into Liu Feng’s bed today so they could consummate their marriage.

Wu Santong was equally helpless.

He had already acknowledged Liu Feng as his son-in-law in his heart, but certain matters had to be handled step by step according to custom.

Returning to the village, from afar Liu Feng saw his two wives sitting in the courtyard, dozing off with cloaks draped over their shoulders.

Clearly, these two foolish girls had waited for him here all night long.

It was already late autumn, and the piercing cold had left the sisters’ hands and feet freezing. Liu Feng hurriedly carried them back to their beds one by one before preparing for what lay ahead.

Liu Feng intended to pay a visit to Wang Changsheng.

Liu...

"It is even better that you have come. That traitorous family of Ning Fusheng attempted to usurp my position as head of the clan; they have already rebelled!" Ning Zhensheng seized the initiative, shouting out to the surrounding members of the Ning family.

Once the Immortal Origin Crystal was used, the aura of immortal origin power would inevitably diffuse outward. If the target lacked immortal radiance, it would be relatively easy for Pu Xingtang to track them down—at the very least, she would have a clear direction and could use it to narrow down her search.

"What should we do? Aside from the bells obtained by slaying the White Tiger, we haven't encountered any other creatures tied with bells!" Obito slashed with a kunai, cutting down a black crow, and shouted toward Rin and Kakashi.

It was highly likely that the Great Elder had shattered the shackles of the Saiyan bloodline within his body, resulting in his current physical weakness.

Hearing Ye Huan's prompt, one of the players targeted a chunk of meat floating on the surface of the blood pool and stepped onto it. The flesh vibrated violently, but fortunately, the player quickly regained his balance and steadied himself.

Yin-attribute was considered a niche element among all attributes, and very few people ever came into contact with such things.

They had long guessed Luo Fang's intentions and thus cooperated with him to toy with these arrogant and ignorant cultivators.

Xiaoyong was clever as well—actually, it wasn't just that he was clever; he already knew that Xie Ao was the villain who had infiltrated Martial Saint Peak, and thus he deduced that Qing Shu's objective was connected to Xie Ao's infiltration.

However, just as they were preparing to leave, they sensed distant sounds of explosion and rushed over to take a look.

"I surren... I surrender!" Overwhelmed by the excruciating pain sweeping through his body, Sihan felt his vision go completely dark, nearly fainting on the spot. Seizing a moment of lucidity, he decisively chose to surrender.

Yuwan bowed in greeting, discarding her pride for the moment, though her acting skills were still subpar. Despite offering an apology, her words lacked genuine sincerity.

"Won't Xuanqingzi intervene?" I asked in shock. It seemed the Grand Ancestor's instructions earlier were entirely correct; if I didn't stay side-by-side with Yuji at every single moment, I would be in constant danger of losing my life beneath North Moon's sword.

The moment Luo Qing made out the two snowmen, she grabbed her phone, dashed downstairs, hastily changed into a pair of shoes, and ran out into the garden.

Murong Wei nodded. "Yes, Grandmother, at the time..." She recounted the general situation in a straightforward narrative without any exaggeration or embellishment. She trusted that the old matriarch had already questioned the accompanying maidservants beforehand and knew everything that needed to be known.

Indeed, looking no further than Huaxia alone, there were plenty of things that required Ye Feng's attention: Nanxi, a certain Hua family, the lingering mess in the Northeast, not to mention the vast expanse of the Northern territory eagerly awaiting his conquest.

The laboratory personnel had never anticipated such a situation to occur. Seizing their firearms, they proved that their emergency protocols were exceptionally formidable given the countless contingencies they prepared for.

Ji Ang was staying in the guest suite, which included a living room, bedroom, bathroom, and walk-in closet. After entering, George went no further than the sitting area. In front of the sofa sat a carved solid-wood coffee table; he walked over and gently placed the silver tray he was holding onto it.

Song Bainian stood not far away, watching her leave. Only after Tang Li's figure disappeared through the ticket checkpoint did he turn and walk away from the waiting hall.

She could not impose her own worldview on others; the people here were hardly capable of understanding her thoughts.

Inside the operating room, after all the physicians had departed, a heavily built man donning a white lab coat could easily pass for one of the medical staff. Emerging from the surgical suite, his dark, glossy eyes flashed with a deep, azure-blue phosphorescence.

"I'm sorry, I truly didn't mean to. By the way, why do you care about him so much?" Fairy Bibo asked with a knitted brow, looking deeply troubled.

The group burst into laughter once more. Li Li's face instantly turned as red as an apple as she shyly snuggled into Hu Yidao's embrace.

"Why do you keep running to my house every three days? Aren't you afraid of people gossiping?" As she snacked on fresh fruit, Long Yanhuo asked casually.

Bereft of its grayish-black mist, the Divine Realm was nothing more than an ordinary mountain range, save for the fact that the forests within were excessively dense and colossal.

The snow-filled inn expanded abruptly, instantly blanketing a radius of hundreds of miles to form a bloody, weathered, and deeply mysterious establishment. Hovering above the inn, several crimson array formations gleamed with an overwhelming and terrifying majesty.

"Brother Chu, have you heard?" Shortly after Chu Feng sat down, two martial artists at a nearby table began talking in loud voices.

A dragon body a thousand feet long thrashed continuously, churning the surrounding elements into swirling winds and torrential rain. Yet Chen Feng seemed utterly inexhaustible; although his numbers did not increase, the moment one manifested clone was destroyed, another Chen Feng would immediately appear in its place. This unsettling phenomenon filled Ao Yuan with unmitigated fury.

Hao Gu hid atop a distant mountain peak, gazing at the situation unfolding ahead, and asked with a furrowed brow.

"Scram." Dawuhun had no pleasant expression for those attempting to harm him. If Leyunyan hadn't sent a telepathic transmission warning him that Wang Erjin was brewing a spell, he probably wouldn't have understood what was happening before bidding the celestial realms farewell.

The wild boar was roasted directly by Hao Gu's intense body heat and subsequently devoured, finally subduing the churning chaos within his stomach.

After surviving on charity meals for a period, four-year-old Su Shenxiu relied on the soul power he had cultivated and his rigorously tempered physique to hunt in the mountains and sustain himself.

Yu Qi stomped her feet in exasperation, silently cursing him for lacking any sense of shame. Operating her spiritual power, she swiftly entered the mountain gate, fearing that if she stayed a moment longer, she would yield to the impulse to kill her.

Following their actions, the entire coastline erupted into a frenzy. Squadrons of inspection troops were urgently mobilized, tightening a net of encirclement toward the shore.