Chapter 25: Play You to Death

"Don't worry, they're just spies planted in Jianghai City by the capital's power," Jiang Chen said inside the car, listening to Chu Qingcheng's answer. He pondered for a moment, then dismissed it from his mind. "If we encounter fools, just sweep them aside. For the Jiang family to establish themselves in Jianghai City, they must showcase their strength!"

After all, martial arts...

"What?" Bingcheng was utterly shocked, frozen in place, so much so that he didn't even notice when the two left.

Jian thus spent five perilous yet uneventful years on Kunlun Mountain. At age two, he dug holes to bury his waste. Yuding was sweating profusely...

The reason was that the Vermillion Golden Mystic Bird Formation was the ultimate gold array of the five elements, demanding exceptionally high gold-type energy. And the world where Ao Chen resided was perfectly balanced among the five elements, rich in gold energy necessary to activate the formation.

It was just some folk customs. They tried to exempt Liu Xiaoyu from as many local practices as possible, minimizing what he had to do.

Long Zhiyan had recently felt apprehensive about the appearance of Kim Taeyeon. He couldn't explain the feeling; she surprised him with every move she made.

"Yes, if you hadn't come, I... I would have wanted to die," Xu Yang lifted his head and cried to Li Tian. Seeing Xu Yang's tear-streaked face, Li Tian felt a surge of pity and gently smoothed Xu Yang's hair, only to notice the pale color of his face.

Zhang Qian was excited by the scene, deliberately pulling Liu Junhao under the tree to take several photos.

Liu Xiaoyu, the eel, devised a new cooking method: first, place the eels in clean water, add a pinch of salt, and let them purge for thirty minutes. After the eels have expelled the mud and impurities from their bellies, take them out and wash them clean.

Under Yang Guohua's instructions, the Thunder Intelligence Organization mobilized all its provincial members, placing every direct relative of the Zeng family under surveillance.

"You forced me," Xiang Ru sighed and then unleashed the prepared spiritual spell.

"Front troops, advance! Block the road into the woods!" Ji Ling snorted coldly at the command.

Ling Yan and her group had come to make trouble at dawn, and now Ye Yun just happened to run into her at the worst moment, making things even less agreeable.

The man's thin lips pressed lightly together; even in sleep, he was irresistibly alluring.

Yet no one answered me. The person who entered was not Xu Nanqin, but a hunched, stooped old man carrying a bamboo basket, his eyes murky, cold, and numb as he approached me.

This battle raged from dawn until sunset. After the previous night's raid, Yuan Shu, taking Ji Ling's advice, rearranged the camp near Xuanyuan Pass, setting numerous traps. Zhang Liao tested the defenses once but failed, and Liu Xie abandoned the plan.

Until Lu Ling's fingertip pressed against An Ruo's neck—the spot where her finger touched was right on a vein. Staring at that vein, Lu Ling found it increasingly difficult to suppress his thoughts.

Mo Bai glanced at the self-defense flashlight in her hand and then at the mischievous glint in her eyes, torn between laughter and tears.

Ye Wei was at her wit's end. Given He Jingxuan's current temperament, perhaps only a forceful approach could make him change his mind.

In the ranking of cities by economy and population in Huaxia, even counting up to the two-hundredth, it's hard to find the name "Jiangcheng." The city's development was self-evident; only a single commercial street in the urban area bustled with activity, while the rest remained rather quiet.

A fiery red sports car sped from afar, attracting frequent glances from passersby amidst the crowded traffic. It was much like that person—wherever he went, attention followed.

Every street tough has a fiery spirit, and those who become leaders of a dominant society are even more impassioned.

"Sun Wukong? Great Sage Equal to Heaven? Is it you? Why are you attacking us? Haven't you become a Buddha?" Confirming Sun Wukong's identity, Garen, full of righteous indignation, charged forward, shouting into the distance, hoping his words could reveal the other's purpose and reason for such actions.