Chapter 63: Eldest Brother Lu Sheng's Plan

Santo Supremo do Confucionismo e Taoismo: De Escravo de Exames a Mestre Imperial das Nações Carro antigo 1143 words 2026-08-05 06:27:22

As the setting sun went down, wisps of cooking smoke drifted from the low-eaved farmhouse in Xiao Family Village.

The sedan chair was flanked by an honor guard both front and rear. Their upright, imposing postures and matching uniforms silently signaled to Er Luzhi that these people came from extraordinary backgrounds.

Hearing Yali's words, Qian Cheng finally relaxed completely and quickly snuggled back into his quilt.

"That is also possible..." Xu Yaoning nodded, omitting the fact that the person she had dispatched was a master tracker.

Yu Quan's martial energy had been completely drained. His consumption far outstripped his absorption; even with an ample supply of origin stones, it was impossible for him to sustain the Fierce Tiger Banner! Moreover, in just this short span of time, the origin stones on his person had already been depleted.

Hearing Ye Qingqing's words, Bai Xi's expression improved slightly, though he still harbored hostility toward Shen Tingchuan.

Xiner still wanted to find Caizi to make them a midnight snack. Although this might incur Nan Qian's reprimand, she planned to shift the blame onto Guoer when the time came.

Despite her young age, Ye Feiling was already an eighth-grade alchemist. She was exceptionally well-known even within the Zhiyuan Workshop, and many male alchemists held romantic inclinations toward her.

Bright red lanterns hung beneath the eaves of every household, forming a neat row that stretched into the distance and vanished, along with the end of the road, into the deepening night.

"I'll give you two minutes," Zheng Bainana said, crossing her arms. She figured that just walking in silence like this was getting a bit dull, and since Bai Hui was rarely willing to lower his pride and apologize, there was no harm in listening to what he had to say.

Seeing that Luo Cheng was determined to take his life, the usually arrogant and domineering Young Master Shi suddenly stopped howling, a look of sinister malice surfacing on his face. Just as the sword tip drew near, he reached out, flicked a brilliant golden pill from his sleeve, and deftly popped it into his mouth.

I stepped forward to embrace Gu Qingyuan, and he wrapped his arms around me as well. We just stood there quietly in the corridor, embracing each other while a gentle breeze blew by, leaving behind a refreshing coolness.

"Didn't I say so? As long as everything goes according to my way of thinking tomorrow, the child will naturally be returned to you safely." There was clear impatience in Bai Yan's tone as he turned and walked toward the door.

Arriving promptly beside Zhu Shibo, he broke into a smile and said, "Junior Brother Zhu, I would like to borrow your Dragon-Sun Sword. Would that be permitted?"

Qin Yibai was aware that both girls possessed extreme-yin constitutions, but what on earth was this extreme-yin cauldron? And did it have anything to do with him?

Lin Xiaotang rubbed his chin, which was now covered in short stubble, a trace of a smile lingering in his eyes. This left Chaibua and the Banda brothers extremely curious, yet they could clearly sense that Lin Xiaotang's smile was fraught with a heavy sense of conspiracy, making the three of them feel uneasy and unsure of whose downfall he was plotting this time.

"Ouyang, even if the few of you joined forces right now, I wouldn't be afraid!" Sensing his own aura, Lin Yan let out a chuckle and looked smugly at Ouyang Yufeng and the others.

The Sky-Dome Triangular Dagger added several new wounds to Master Rodon's body. Master Rodon drew two pistols to counterattack Ye Luo, but his marksmanship was poor. Trapped in close combat, he was continuously slashed by Ye Luo, and the pistols hardly ever hit Ye Luo.

With nothing to leverage against, Ye Feng's figure plummeted straight down. After a dozen breaths or so, aided by the glow of a lightning-attribute immortal treasure, he finally caught sight of the ground.

More terrifyingly, almost all soul weapons in the First Universe were versatile, serving multiple purposes simultaneously—capable of flight, offense, and defense. They could truly be described as all-around champions. From this perspective alone, they were vastly superior to the magical treasures of the primal universe by a hundred thousand miles.