(61) The Wind Blade Slays the Tyrant
Liu Yi, delighted, ate even more than usual... Well, not exactly—she always ate a lot. With her appetite, most regular families wouldn’t be able to afford to feed her. But considering her transformed python physique and frequent use of supernatural abilities, it was only natural that she ate more than the average young woman.
"Good eye, little Liu. I did work in a kitchen for a while," Liang Zuan said, grateful for those dark days only because they taught him useful skills.
His appearance was a considerable problem. If the landlord here had been a young person, there might have been some embarrassing incidents. Fortunately, the landlady was an elderly woman, gentle and kind—just as it should be.
"If the names of those you care about are insignificant in our universe, we can erase them for you," Karo said.
The Gan people retreated swiftly, while Li Yang advanced step by step toward Lady Weir, who, just minutes before, had commanded the world's experts to hunt him down. Now, she found herself in such a state that even she could only laugh bitterly.
The pain from battle—perhaps only Liu Wei and Lady Weir truly understood it among those present.
As his footsteps echoed in the ears of Yiya and her companions, the guards following him released their aura, sharp eyes fixed on him.
If a chef’s mood is poor, how could they possibly create dishes that move hearts and satisfy appetites?
"Perhaps this is the best ending. For Zhong Ling, it's a kind of release—he’ll no longer be tormented by the pain of love," Yin Junfeng sighed.
"Oh! I was worried my Nascent Soul was like a demon cultivator, but unexpectedly, my pure magical power can be converted into demon essence!" Feeling his pure magical energy transformed by the five-clawed golden dragon in his dantian into refined demon essence, Yi Jianfeng exclaimed in surprise.
He Jingxuan, fearing the princess would try something mischievous again, said, "I must get my clothes back before you leave! Until then, you’ll have to stay here." Damn it, you’re too much. I, He Jingxuan, am a proper and upright gentleman—how did I end up with a princess who specializes in stealing men’s clothes to act like a rogue?
Moreover, the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao directly activated the City Lord’s Seal, controlling the formation of Fengcang Divine City, temporarily resisting attacks from cultivators of various realms and preventing the city’s immediate fall.
He knew that if even this move couldn’t defeat Ling Xiao, it meant he had utterly failed.
The advantage of a late-night airdrop was that there was no need for gunfire; the weapons cache could be dropped directly, and once it landed, they simply had to run over and collect it.
Although he used a vast amount of rare treasures to restore his physical body, his strength now surpassed his former self.
In fact, even if Lin Wei hadn’t eliminated the blood-sucking horn ant larvae, they wouldn’t have been able to break through his flesh.
Seeing the situation, all the beastfolk acted instinctively, fleeing without waiting for orders from their chief.
Since none of them posed any real threat, it would be even better if he could extract some secrets from their mouths.
"This is your eldest sister, no doubt," Locke said with a smile, drawing his dagger as proof.
"Don’t worry, I still remember," the figure said, raising his right hand. A blue energy projectile flew from his grasp and struck the Barbarian’s body before he could react.
"We already have a plan. You just need to send a portion of your army to assist our special operations team."
Liu Musheng smiled, saying that being here felt comfortable—there weren’t so many rules or schemes, and everyone was so warm and enthusiastic that he didn’t want to leave.
It was this object that made her lose her most precious child; it was this object that shattered her faith in life.
The Flame Transformation was his third divine skill. When attacked, he could turn his body into intangible fire—a core ability, especially since, as a mage, he feared enemies coming close. This Flame Transformation thoroughly compensated for his weakness.