Chapter 56: Disdained

He hasn’t spoken yet. After all, he is a martial grandmaster, and his inner resilience remains; he shouldn’t confess in a short time. However, with Captain Long’s interrogation methods, whether he opens his mouth or not is only a matter of time.

Previously, the two of them had sensed a vague, unspoken hostility from me, which led to feelings of isolation and distance. Hua Yuye succinctly recounted the matter of the “Phantom.” When they were out walking earlier, Hua Yuye had only mentioned it briefly, and Ouyang Yaxin hadn’t paid much attention, but the “Phantom” had told Ouyang Yaxin everything in the end.

“Heh, it’s not that you made a glaring mistake, but rather that you underestimated the soul-bewitching technique bestowed by the Holy Lord,” Hu Yuan’er sighed.

The newcomer seemed to be an elderly man. His movements lacked the agility of youth; he walked slowly to the seat before the altar and began to pray. Mina held her breath, afraid of being discovered.

In the next second, someone turned me around, and a slap landed on my face—within two seconds—jerking my head sideways.

Late summer in the southern continent is always filled with storms. None of the ships in the harbor wished to set sail. Xiao Tianjian had originally intended to continue north, but seeing the situation—and not wanting to brave the winds and rain by land—he discussed it with Mina, and they decided to remain temporarily in Oldenburg.

Since Xia Jie didn’t know how to get to their destination, he had to ask someone from the castle to guide them.

“Ha, this is a long story. Let’s step aside and talk in detail,” Yuan Futong’s mood was equally warm. However, glancing at the many spirit-refining cultivators nearby, he didn’t explain immediately, but smiled and suggested they move elsewhere.

Three days had passed without seeing Zhang Chu or Li Xiu. Today, from a distance, I stopped in my tracks, squinting fiercely to look at the tree some ways from the school bus.

The next moment, Xiao Yinjian once again retrieved the Holy Sword of Guardianship, held it high, and brought it down with force on the giant serpent, severing its battered head. The snake, already on the brink of death, finally ceased its struggle and died on the spot.

Everyone’s vision blurred, and with a thud, a piece of wood five fingers thick snapped cleanly in two.

The barefoot monk, much like the black cat earlier, also took out a map and wandered along the mountain road for a while.

Wan Hongwei was ruthless; there were instructions regarding the matter, and then he handed the gun to Yellow Hair.

Chu Guan was taken aback. Raising his head to look, he saw the opponent had finished forming hand seals and was opening his mouth to spit a chain-like stream of water at him.

“Well then, since things have been said so plainly, tomorrow the bustling general store in Wind Spirit City will open its second floor!” Wu Jin nodded slowly as he spoke.

These two antennae were actually scythes; they looked especially sharp, but when they struck Wu Jin, they caused him no harm at all.

The overwhelming force sent the old man flying in one direction, like a kite with a snapped string, leaving him no chance whatsoever.

She was so frightened she almost fell over. Yet her curiosity was stronger, and she was stubborn by nature. She stood frozen for several seconds, then squatted back down where she was. The hem of her skirt appeared again, its shape unchanged.

In the main hall, a pink hue pervaded, with exquisite, luxurious decorations everywhere. A faint fragrance drifted through the air, carrying a subtle, intangible allure.

Thinking of eating Wu Ming’s food left me deeply dissatisfied, anger clouding my face as I took my seat.