Chapter Ninety-Three: Succubus (1)

Looking at this quiet street, Han Lai was suddenly filled with a thousand mixed emotions. Not long ago, she had still been one of its people, spending her days bantering with Xi Shui and relying on each other to get by. But now, everything had changed while the street itself remained the same: Fragrant Blossom Street was still Fragrant Blossom Street, and yet it was no longer the Fragrant Blossom Street it had once been.

Seeing this scene, Tang Lin, who had long been prepared for a bloody slaughter, could not help but freeze for a moment as well.

Of course, they had also noticed that Zhan Ying and Xuan San had vanished. Some believed the two of them were already dead, while others thought they had simply left.

The howling cold wind cut like a blade, silver-white snow blanketed the mountain road, and the sound of hoofbeats echoed through the valley. Now and then, one could even hear the heavy breathing of the horses.

The Ninth Elder was stunned. On that day, he had lost to Lu Chen, who had not employed any profundity at all, relying only on the mysterious power within his body and the Seven Star divine weapon. He therefore had no idea that Lu Chen had already comprehended the first transformation of the fire profundity, so his shock on seeing it for the first time was perfectly understandable.

Yun Hua also thought of the tenderness in that god of slaughter’s eyes just now, and for some reason, she felt that he would be Yue’er’s final home.

“Of course. But if this has to be repaid, and you can accept that, then we’ll draft IOUs,” Ye Chen said.

As for Si Zhu and Gu Yu, they had long since fought their way from the first floor to the second, and from the second floor to the rooftop.

Wang Lingyun looked at this black snake, which had already consumed more than half of her energy and demonic power, and had even cut her fingertip just now. If she did not let it exert its full strength to help her, would she not be the one at a loss?

She looked at everything that had once been so familiar, and a nameless desolation filled her heart. In this empty courtyard, so much had once happened. How had it all become like a dream now?

The other shore flower blooms without leaves; when leaves are seen, flowers are never to be found. It blooms for a thousand years, and falls for a thousand years. Flower and leaf shall never meet. Life is forever in the wrong season, forever missing and cherishing one another yet forever losing one another. Love is not bound by cause and effect; fate has already decreed life and death.

I drew another breath and, with the hand bearing the ghost claw, tried several times to seize the broken stone again, but each attempt was futile. Even the hand gripping the tri-edged military dagger, bearing the weight of my entire body, began to slip. It felt as though that hand was no longer my own.

He thought that a normal parent ought to wish for their child to find someone who loved them a little more, so that they might be truly happy.

Six years ago, you came to my home for the first time, took my hand for the first time, held me in your arms for the first time, and kissed me for the first time. And yet I, guilty and uneasy, felt that your heart had been stolen from Chu Chu by me, and that everything was nothing more than a mirage. That was why I never truly believed the vows you made back then.

Below was pitch-black, its depths unknown, like hell itself. Cold sweat poured down my body, and just as I was being dragged helplessly into my fall, a hand caught me, slowing my descent. I jolted awake. My left hand, the ghost claw, shot out and gripped the edge of the black pit, hanging there in midair without falling.

When I opened my eyes again, clarity had returned to them all at once. “Why are you here?” I asked, as though greeting an old friend long separated by time.

Because so many teams had registered, the organizers were forced to divide the competitors into upper and lower brackets. Our team was very fortunate to be placed in the lower bracket, where there were no especially strong teams.

His gaze shifted slightly and fell upon the White Tiger Whip in her hand. His eyes flickered. The White Tiger sits in the west and belongs to the metal element. In the hands of a descendant of the White Tiger spirit, the White Tiger Whip was usually just a whip, wrapped around the waist for easy carrying, but once spiritual power was poured into it, it would instantly become a silver sword.

A cold snort came from Su Jue’s cultivation chamber. Black, eerie lines gathered together, forming crescent-shaped blades.

“Amazing, isn’t it? This white worm is no ordinary thing. Want to know more?” Dou Dou asked Su Jue with a mischievous smile.

There was not much vegetation around the cave. It was strange; this was practically a primitive region, and aside from self-guided travelers like us, very few people came here. There was no guarantee of safety.

“She’s actually engaged?” Tang Yun said in disbelief. Given what had become of her, the Su family was still willing to invest in her? Were they not afraid of bringing disaster upon themselves?

What Su Jue thought of was the Netherworld. In the Netherworld, the strongest beings were all called ghost gods, and the black power within that pillar was also called ghost-god power. He also felt something familiar about it, so clearly this was no coincidence.

“Good, good, excellent. Then hand over your body to me, and I will give you this semi-immortal artifact,” Jiang Yi said with blazing excitement.

Opening this box was much easier. It seemed they had never intended to seal it shut in the first place; they had only driven four large nails shallowly into the four corners.

“Sir... please do not work yourself into illness!” Wang Jiahui hurried over to support Father Lu, and the corner of her eye swept over Meng Xiao. A triumphant smile curled at her lips.

Tu Hun was still bewildered. Just moments ago, the old master had seemed full of raging fury, cold and sinister like a devil from hell. Tu Hun had thought he would not survive the day. So why had he now simply left without a word?

As for the New Year period, I will update whenever I have time, so everyone should not wait according to my usual schedule.

An Kai also went to great lengths, dismantling wires everywhere and even melting down a few copper trophies he found, and only then did he manage to gather enough copper for five units.

In the northeast corner of the house there had originally been a large stone. At first, Li Dong had paid it little attention, but by chance, when he cast a glance that way, he discovered that there was faintly a seam visible along the edge of the stone.

Having successfully sold the first auction item at a very satisfactory price, the old man let out a soft breath. Seeing the satisfied smile on Yin Jiuxuan above, he felt a great deal more relaxed. It seemed that this price had also pleased Sect Master Yin.

But to truly bring an end to everything between her and Yin Shixiu... even she felt it was not worth it, even she felt it was absurd.

At present, besides Ke Yi and Zhu Jun, the two men who had once helped blockade him, the mercenary alliance also had several elders whose strength had reached the imperial realm. Beyond that was a massive number of mercenary members, of uneven skill, yet in overall strength they were no weaker than any of the three great factions from before.

Their makeshift rabble, hastily assembled for the first defense of the city, had already caused nearly ten thousand casualties among the government troops, dealing a severe blow to the enemy’s fighting strength and, more importantly, greatly crushing the momentum of their offensive.

When these Black Mountain Army soldiers met Zhao Yi’s cold gaze, they could not help but lower their heads and no longer dared to look at him even once. One by one, they pricked up their ears, listening to Zhao Yi’s punishment for them.