Chapter 19: Warrior of Pure Hatred

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Ye Li was somewhat taken aback. From her perspective, Lady Qin’s appearance should have meant she wanted her to stay away from Qin Lang, but what did these words really mean?

Seeing no one in the courtyard, and after glancing at the doorway to confirm no one was passing by, he hurried back to his room, packed his belongings, and fled River Creek Village in a panic.

Someone was scheming against Jiu Yin, first solidifying her image as a kind-hearted person in the eyes of the people.

Ning Qianqian suddenly smiled softly, her tenderness deeply touching. She reached out, gently pulled Yun Yang’s neck down, tiptoed, and placed a kiss on his lips before quickly stepping aside and lowering her head, unwilling to meet his gaze.

By the time they reached the mountain, more than ten minutes had passed. Since the mountain was not tall, the three didn’t even stop to rest along the way.

Just as the words left his mouth, a thunderous roar came from Mount Buzhou. That familiar voice sent chills through the hundred-thousand-strong allied army.

“You seem troubled?” Su Ruoshui couldn’t help but ask as she looked at the furrowed brows of Yi Cui.

The Fire and Thunder divisions advancing together might still have some chance. Fortunately, these were all Ape Demons, not the God-Warrior Apes.

Lu Feng nodded slightly without saying anything. Instead, he scanned the clothing shop, noticing that it didn’t just offer simple cold-weather garments but also some low-level defensive magical treasures.

But killing an Origin Core being, especially a chosen one, was no easy task. Chagatai Khan was already gravely injured, collapsed on the ground with no combat ability left.

“Much better, Grandma. In a couple of days, I’ll be fine.” Ye Mingqin showed Ye Mingqin her hand wrapped in herbal medicine.

After ten minutes, Jiang Luo shook off the numbness in his arm and stretched with a refreshed spirit.

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Fifteen-year-old children loved lively and bustling scenes. She enjoyed playing with her older sisters as long as there was no practice involved.

Most importantly, they had all endured famine together and had passed Ye Mingqin’s own test. She truly hoped she hadn’t misjudged them.

“You actually look down on me? Let me tell you, my husband’s family fortune is in the tens of billions. A mere ten-plus-million ‘broken bottle’ is nothing to him—just a drop in the bucket.”

“Susu, did you really bring Gu Tiantian down?” That aloof beauty who sized people up with her chin was truly impressed?

When Gu Junshi heard this, he was scooping some dried radish with a spoon. For some reason, upon hearing the words, he scooped a spoonful and placed it into her bowl.

As a state frequently trading with the Far Eastern nation of Zhendan, Tiriel naturally possessed special goods and weapons brought back from the ancient Eastern kingdom.

“Drink!” Broly once again bolstered his energy and then struck Zhang Xiao’s face with a straight punch.

As for Gu Wuchen’s coveting of Ming Tan and the others, even if Ming Long wanted to help, he had no chance. Within Qilin Lake, Ming Long could assist Ming Tan and others, but once outside, he was powerless.

And yet, what I do is the dreary, unpaid, thankless grunt work—whether I want to or not, it must be done.

“Oh, you didn’t even know that?” Mo Yan looked at Shi Jingtian’s serious expression as if seeing a fish that had never been to land.

In the world of Huaxia, all cultivators above the Dao Fruit realm stood atop the firmament, closely watching the battle. Seeing the complete annihilation of Xingtian and his troops, despair gripped their hearts. But Yang You’s return rekindled their hope.

Outside the circle, hundreds of blood-colored trial participants, bewitched by Murong Xianger, had eyes glowing blue, acting delirious as they frenziedly attacked Gu Qing and his four companions.

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He possessed an immortal body at the Sacred Body realm, wore supreme armor, mastered the ten great cosmic laws, and had several hidden trump cards; his means were numerous. Tianji Peak, therefore, seemed superfluous—besides, big brother was in need of a fine weapon.

Xu Chu charged fiercely on horseback, battling several generals, breaking through Wei Yan’s formation from left to right. Xu Huang led troops to attack from behind Wei Yan’s formation, surrounding Wei Yan’s army in the center, trapped with no way forward or back, unable to guard both front and rear.

Ascending three hundred zhang into the clouds to overlook the battlefield by the Moshuijiang River, Ye Celing and the shadow guards were terrified, their faces darkening severely.

The three Dao Ancestors’ gazes remained fixed on Long Zaiye, clearly recognizing his half-step Dao Ancestor strength. Moreover, they appeared to be from different factions, intending to invite Long Zaiye as an ally to strengthen their own forces.

Ma Teng’s death was inevitable; since he was to die, Lü Bu naturally wanted to kill him personally. The massive equipment dropped when slaying Han Sui tempted Lü Bu; others killing Ma Teng wouldn’t have resulted in gear drops.

Everyone grew excited instantly. From the moment they entered Huaxia City, they had felt somewhat unwelcome. This was their first time enjoying such a grand reception, filling them with a sense of being favored.

The heavens, being wise, immediately understood Yan Lie’s intentions. The first half of Yan Lie’s words were useless to it—it could crush them today to prevent any secret leaks. But the latter half was a blatant threat.

One by one, they entered the egg shells, leaving only three golden cores floating outside.

This auction attracted many attendees, many familiar faces. The auctioneer was well aware of their wealth and knew that if the items on display were rare enough, these wealthy patrons would certainly bid large sums.