Chapter 113: You Call This a Fireball Spell?

Although many outer disciples only stayed at the foot of the main peak, far from the floating mountains, the presence of Dao realms here allowed them to see inside the floating peaks. They could even sense faint fluctuations of immortal Dao laws, yet they could not cross the sect’s barrier to enter the main peak.

However, this situation was hard on the child Bamboo. Bearing such an inexplicable misunderstanding, ever since arriving at Aunt Qiu’s place, she was subjected to exclusion from top to bottom—bullied even by the servants. Life was extremely difficult for her.

Mother Su seemed to understand vaguely but could not make sense of it, so she turned her gaze toward the battlefield alongside a sigh.

“Damn it, what exactly is going on?” Wang Tianxing said angrily; it was the first time he felt so stifled.

Many high officials and some merchants sent envoys with hefty gifts to visit the Ling Sect’s mountain gate, fearing that any misplaced anger might erase them from this world.

A legendary immortal had fallen, the Immortal King was slain, and the Wild Sea would become forbidden territory for the Ao family and the Dragon Clan. In fact, the entire world might soon fall under their rule.

“You two hold off that spiritual corpse. I’ll deal with that cultivator. Stay away from the formation,” Yun Yifei said grimly, glancing at the two formations.

“Sorry, sir, the private rooms are all booked! This is the only table left!” the waiter said, squinting at them.

It was precisely because of his confidence that he dared to experiment and boldly change beliefs according to his own ideas.

From the portrait, a graceful and handsome figure emerged, eyes opening slowly. He gently lifted the soul lamp, a sinister smile curling at his lips.

This time, his subordinate Niu Baotian caused such a big problem; he would surely be held responsible for poor leadership.

“The merchant guild? Are you forming a merchant guild as well? Actually, it’s not particularly troublesome—just that the required procedures are somewhat numerous.”

But with Liu Heng around, no one dared to act recklessly; they merely watched everything unfold.

Because back in Earth Village, the Merchant Kingdom had grown step by step from a bullied weak state into a superpower capable of contending with the Northern Empire.

Liu Heng’s expression was very unpleasant, but he said nothing, just staring straight at the demon.

He found a spot where the “wind sound” was closest and fixed his gaze unblinkingly in that direction.

Su Han understood from Bei Gao’s explanation that in that instinct-driven evolutionary era, fish, turtles, shrimp, and so forth were all classified as aquatic species, with water族 also representing a realm, the lowest and most fundamental.

Perhaps in the past, Gu Chen had indeed done just that—spending some money could solve problems, and of course, troubles could be managed.

“Mayor, Deputy Director Xiao has returned for love and poverty alleviation!” Xue Binghai’s tone was full of admiration.

“That’s the place!” Chen Yi’an pointed at the water pool; everyone looked and rejoiced before swiftly flying downward.

Zhong Zi’ang’s army, composed entirely of forest outlaws, deeply understood Xue Yicui’s strength, and all were uneasy.

Zhou An’an’s coquettishness was definitely a lethal technique against Zhao Ke, who immediately lost resistance, and Guai Guai leaned in.

He wore a hoodie on his upper body, a skirt as short as his legs. Underneath the skirt, one could see a pair of seven-inch tights and a curved dagger. He placed the dagger in a strange all-black sheath. His hairstyle was childlike and short, with a striking pearl sheen that exuded danger.

He took Tang Bu to the riverside, where the rapid current swept them away. Tang Bu had faced life and death; compared to Tang Hong, what was there left to say? It was precisely because of Tang Hong’s treachery that he had come close to death several times. At nine years old, Tang Bu was wrongfully accused by Tang Hong. He had broken someone’s head, leading Tang Wanfu and his wife to beat him.

“You…” The green forest leader with the big beard looked at his men choosing to surrender with deep resentment.

The best way to improve Jeet Kune Do was definitely to fight others, but now in a harmonious society, fighting was forbidden, so the only way was to accumulate experience by imagining fake enemies.

Ma quietly slipped into the room, which was as usual—very quiet. The man with the reed sword at his waist glanced around; the doors and windows were tightly shut. He produced a secret compartment with one hand, his eyes bright as he slowly entered.

Even when Tang Huan grumpily told him to sit, he only rested half his butt on the chair, seeming reserved but actually showing great respect to Tang Huan.

Feeling An Xun’s breath brush against his face, Song Xingchen nearly lost composure and slapped out, only to be lightly teased by a beast.

An Wen worried that An Yue might not adapt well to the new environment and decided to chat with her first. The clothes could be sorted after dinner.

Gu Chengfeng suddenly grabbed Yu Siqi, threw her into his car, and locked it from outside.

If he had been late, he would have felt guilty for a lifetime. Fortunately, everything was not too late.

Such a commotion naturally alerted the police, and the once quiet dock became lively again.

One wave after another stirred trouble; the entire world was in chaos, even attracting the attention of the security department.

After signing autographs, Lu Zhi took Lin Momo’s hand and hurriedly left, fearing more people might come asking for signatures later.