Volume One, Chapter 24: Susanoo vs. Two-Tailed Matatabi

He walked onto the podium carrying several boxes of medicine and a stack of documents. Scanning the crowd, he cleared his throat to speak.

Because of this, all the restless practitioners were now forced to weigh the risks. Did they dare to poke the tiger? The Great Xia’s declaration was clearly a warning to all practitioners: the Ancient Land of Heavenly Sin was now their private territory. Anyone looking to profit from it would first have to answer to the Great Xia.

This was the first thought that flashed through Lin Yu’s mind, and a powerful sense of dread engulfed him instantly.

Her physical constitution was excellent now. After all, the union of Manzhu and Shahua was the ultimate nourishment. Xu Yan had originally intended to let Manzhu go once Shahua was found.

After taking his medicine, Liu Buyi washed the dishes and began to tidy up. Since he was planning to go away for a while, he needed to organize the house.

Ji Wanrong shook her head, trying to break free from his embrace, never expecting Yinzhen to have such a firm grip. She no longer entertained unrealistic ideas of being divorced, cast aside, or fleeing the Beile’s mansion.

Wei Que looked at Yuan Junxian and asked. He recognized Zhao Jin; the man had been staying at the mansion for some time. Although they hadn't met face-to-face, he had seen him in private, so he looked at Yuan Junxian with great certainty when he asked.

Moreover, Guan Xi sensed that if he were to give up tempering his torso muscles, his current state—even with only a few strands of Tier 2 Star Soul power—would allow him to break through to Tier 3 at any moment, relying on the purity of that energy.

The courage required for suicide was beyond the reach of ordinary people, and in the end, he faltered at the very last moment.

"Yan'er, how can you be so pessimistic? There are still loyal ministers in this world," Dong Cheng said, furrowing his brows.

Listening to her voice, Yan Shiyu felt for a moment as if a lifetime had passed. He immediately whispered, "Wait for me." He tossed his utility belt to someone nearby and, ignoring the comrades behind him asking where he was going, he turned and strode urgently toward the main gate, against the tide of incoming camouflage uniforms.

Qiao Ru'an surveyed the three main rooms, two side rooms, and the large courtyard. Despite the simple layout, the spacious, ornate residence felt completely devoid of human presence. Yet, the courtyard was meticulously swept, showing none of the signs of neglect one would expect from an abandoned home.

That piercing murderous intent made Qiang Zi, an ancient martial artist himself, feel a tremor of fear. He had not expected Ye Tian to be this unhinged.

Who knew if someone might launch a surprise attack in the next minute? They had to keep their guard up and survive the night.

This time, she was determined to stand her ground against the Luo family. She would open her shop, and even if it meant being cast out by the Luo family, she would accept it.

Qian Jiuqi turned to look as well. Indeed, the pot of butterfly orchids had already been sold; even for such an ordinary flower, Mu Yexiao had not participated in the auction.

The commoners, having finally seen their great vengeance satisfied, knelt in a massive wave as soon as the Emperor of Great Wei appeared, bowing to thank Su Zhe for his grace.

"Silly, everything is finished now. Sleep for a while before getting up for dinner." Luo Xi cradled Xia Qianshu’s waist with one hand, while using the other to remove the hair accessories from her head.

"Ting'er knows this peerless divine skill?" A'zhen gasped, finding it utterly unbelievable.

However, the person who appeared was a lecherous-looking, short, stout man whose power was only at the level of a Main God. Seeing hundreds of people greeting him, the little man broke out in a cold sweat. He had never dreamed that coming to the Dark Night Star for business would earn him such a grand welcome.

The Moon Clan’s fighting style was extremely eerie; they seemed to possess only one divine ability: the power to communicate with the stars across the heavens.

"Thanks." A'zhen was famished. As soon as he grabbed the silver hairpin, he began frantically poking and prodding at the delicacies.

Aolexiu forced a grimace, which only looked more menacing beneath his thick, bushy beard.

Facing the fearless Japanese soldiers, the two heavy machine guns on the tank and all the assault rifles fired their rounds of fury without hesitation.

This time, there were no major changes to the area that had already evolved; it seemed that the future of the Red Land would simply involve the expansion of its space.

Luo Sisi was bored, but she couldn't say anything. She hadn't felt much when she could have bid earlier, but now she was afraid to make a move lest she draw attention to herself, even though she desperately wanted to place a few bids.

"We'll know when we wait," Shi Lin said, turning her head. Every year, it was a matter of mere inches, and they had to wait for the specialists to observe which boat had won. The ships were equipped with formations; once the inspectors were done, they would raise a colored flag corresponding to the color of the winning ship.

Lin Feng smiled helplessly and immediately pulled several silver needles from his robe, swiftly piercing them into Zheng Shina’s legs.

Elder Wang was in high spirits and had drunk quite a bit, so he had to be carried back by Ouyang Tian and the others.

"You're lying! The four of them never admitted that I instigated them!" Ximen Hansen suddenly shouted, glaring at Ye Yu with fury.

So, there was no one in the house. No wonder there had been no response after calling out for so long; the owner must have gone out.

Thinking of this, Luo Yu struggled to sit up from the bed, patted his cheeks to shake off the drowsiness, smoothed his messy hair, and smiled bitterly.

Next, Pals explained the origin of demons to Lin Yan. The relationship between the three ancient races—the Titans, the Ancient Gods, and the Demons—was quite simple: demons were the minions of the Ancient Gods. When the Ancient Gods corrupted certain races, those races would transform into demons to serve them.