Chapter 52: The Scumbag Label is Permanently Welded On

To put it simply, for those who practice the immortal arts, the primitive landscape of the Cloud Python Mountain could hardly be considered dangerous.

Although China only excels in one aspect, which is Photoshop, makeup skills are still quite capable of catching up. Isn't there a saying that goes like this?

Let me tell you, someone from our village came here on business, and my mother actually had many delicious treats brought to me through a trusted person!

Xu Yangfan's body instantly tensed up as she felt Luo Li dominate and aggressively press his lips against hers. Her mind gave a loud buzz, leaving her almost completely incapable of thought.

Of course, although it was said to be eighteen years, factoring in the various sentence reduction policies in prison, it would amount to ten years at most. For Bergman, serving ten years in prison in exchange for twenty thousand US dollars was such a good deal that he genuinely wished he could take on a few more such jobs.

There was no other reason: during junior high and high school, they had focused entirely on studying, which naturally left other aspects a bit weak. However, this was merely a general phenomenon and did not mean everyone was like this; it was just that students of this type were relatively more common.

Sure enough, as time passed, one could faintly feel reluctant roars coming from deep underground, while the smile on Xue Canyang's face grew increasingly intense.

"Found it, it's this container! Look, there are even bloodstains, this is definitely our container!" Over at the Kaikai Toy Factory, a scion of a noble family ran up to an elderly man and reported to him.

The next moment, the spear's momentum was spent, and the shield likewise could not hold on, shattering into pieces and dissipating.

Just as those Annihilation-realm experts were laughing proudly, amidst the billowing dust and smoke, a figure darted forward like lightning. Before those experts could react, the figure plunged directly into their ranks.

Ye Zi knew that imperial concubines and beauties in the palace were often granted gracious marriages out of the ordinary every year, but she had never expected to witness it firsthand.

"Of course it's yours truly, the old man! If I hadn't given you a meaningful look, would you have substituted it with a paper napkin?" said the Stealing Heaven Rat.

"Rest assured, no matter what happens to the main family, I will protect both you and the child," Zong Guoyao said with a deeply caring expression toward Li Ruyan.

Gazing for a long time, she slowly spoke, her voice somewhat choked, and her tone seemingly laden with obvious self-blame.

Yet, she was unwilling to admit her mistake to her own disciple. In her eyes, Fairy Ziyu was a disciple cultivated by her, much like her personal possession. It had always been her manipulating Fairy Ziyu; how could she possibly apologize to Fairy Ziyu?

"If the Huaxia Auction House takes your money and you feel unhappy about it, then that simply means you don't want to attend the auction!" someone asked.

Inherent nature is truly not something that can be changed just by saying so... Especially for Susu, whose self-control is not yet that strong, it could be described as difficult in the extreme.

The young man's eyes finally grew moist, and he clenched his fists tightly. There was no sadness in his gaze; instead, it was replaced by a bellyful of rage and unwillingness as he lowered his voice and ground out each word.

The next instant, like a bubble, the light gate suddenly collapsed at the very last second and then simply vanished.

Fang Fu was a snob who fawned on the powerful and wealthy. The moment he saw such a lavish and generous patron, he immediately began bowing and scraping, respectfully welcoming the boss inside.

This Xiahou Chongming had been personally groomed by Xiang Qilin, and he usually held Xiang Qilin in extremely high regard. Once these heartwarming words were uttered, Xiahou Chongming could only sigh repeatedly. How to properly deal with Xiahou Chongming still posed quite a formidable trouble.

Since the blue dragon was gone, he struck out with it once more. Using the Heavenly Wolf Saber to execute martial arts techniques was truly an insult to this divine weapon, but there was no help for it—who told it to be in the hands of an unlucky master who failed to recognize a genuine treasure?

Seeing that Yun Duan still had not returned after such a long time, the old steward walked forward timidly. Glancing up abruptly, he saw that the newcomer was in tattered clothes and turned out to be none other than Yun Zhen.

"Impossible, he is a good person," Qin Xiaoxiao replied subconsciously, without even thinking.

Sophie thought to herself: "If I really let Fan Zhao paint a portrait of my nude body, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do it. I am so beautiful; if Fan Zhao... what should I do! If he truly loves me, then perhaps it would be acceptable..." At this thought, Sophie's heart began to flutter and pound once more.

Fan Zhao was extremely astonished, vaguely guessing whose father the three princes of Great Ming were. Chief Steward Feng barked an order, "Men, escort Hongli, Fan Zhao, and the others down to the subterranean dungeon and guard them well!" Suddenly, a door opened in the wall behind Fan Zhao, and two burly guards in embroidered brocade uniforms escorted Qianlong out.

I followed Fu Shixi back to his courtyard. According to what Immortal Guanxian had instructed, he drank the herbal decoction he had prepared and then ladled out a bowl for me.

The wind whipped up as Xuanyuan Sanfeng plummeted from high altitude, forcing everyone to squint their eyes. Amidst the storm came the Heavenly Emperor's stern shout.

What kind of place was a secondary space? If a person were to hide within it, could they completely vanish from this realm? When the time came that it was safe, they would emerge again—what an outrageously awesome existence that would be.

"It's nothing, Lord Wu, no need to worry. The two of us can hold our liquor and never get drunk," You Jingyan said with considerable pride.

Wu Hao's entire body instinctively tightened as he suddenly sensed an incomparably bizarre and vast aura. It was omnipresent, instantly locking onto his surroundings. That feeling was neither gloomy nor chillingly fierce, appearing utterly out of place in this land of corpse miasma. Glancing sideways with a slight narrowing of his eyes, he unexpectedly discovered a set of skeletal remains ahead.

"Although I am unaware, I have the right to know. I implore you to tell me everything you know," Wu Hao earnestly requested the man.

Even a genius of Ice Wuchen's caliber could never contend with a Qi-Transforming realm expert; this was an insurmountable chasm that no one could cross.

"Senior, if you will not accept us, we shall kneel here indefinitely and refuse to rise!" a Golden Core cultivator said with an emotional tone.

The burning, soaring pillar of flame was instantly split cleanly down the middle in an instant. This sword qi actually sliced apart a pillar of flame dozens of feet high.

The bone-chilling killing intent emanating from the other party clearly indicated that he had run out of options.

That cultivator found it hard to believe everything happening before his eyes. Having already reached the mid-Nascent Soul stage, his downward palm strike had unexpectedly struck empty air.

Inside the restaurant, several cultivators were discussing current events. Someone who had passed by the Three Stars Cave on the Slanted Moon had witnessed the commotion caused by a great demon firsthand, and the news spread like wildfire.