Chapter 40: Su Xingye Faces Off Against the Golden Lion

Yu Lan was no fool. How could she possibly believe such a thing?

Yet, the very next second, a pair of deer antlers suddenly emerged from the brow of the mature, handsome man. They were a beautiful, pale blue in color, seemingly shimmering with a faint starlight in the air.

"This is..."

Yu Lan’s beautiful eyes lit up the moment she saw those antlers. She felt a sudden, irrepressible urge to touch them, however inappropriate the moment might be.

At this point, the onlookers’ perception of Lin Tian had shifted to an entirely new level, though many cultivators still found it hard to believe that Lin Tian could possess such a vast fortune in Dao Coins.

In China, aside from the enthusiasts obsessed with extraterrestrial life, most people believed that the seal on Kunlun Mountain had been broken and that the ancestors were about to descend.

"What? You mean the disciples of Green Spirit Peak almost drained your blood to refine medicine?" Lu Qingshan asked, utterly astonished.

The nether ghost fire crashed against Duobao’s barrier, but no matter the angle, it could not make even the slightest bit of headway.

Nearby, Han Xiaojing watched the intimacy between Liu Haoran and Lu Shiyu with a complex expression, a strange sense of irritation stirring within her.

He knew exactly what the Emperor’s Blood was; if there were any hidden intentions of rebellion, it was uncertain whether they could truly be suppressed—it all depended on whether it even existed.

The auction price soared to three hundred million Dao Coins, called out by a man in black with a murderous glint in his eyes.

Earlier, when Luo Yang’s chest had pressed against Su Yun’s back, she had already experienced that very awkward situation.

"Wait, the most explosive part is yet to come! I heard that just as he was about to succeed, Sun Xiang, the young master of the Sun family of grandmasters from Linhai City, who had just returned from overseas, appeared!" the lecherous man continued.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Countless snake-beasts shot out—there were five or six hundred of them, a dense, writhing mass that made one’s scalp tingle.

He checked his body; that last punch had shattered three of his ribs. Such tyrannical force sent a chill through his heart.

Even if Chen Mu could create a card with an attack power exceeding eight hundred and fifty, it was absolutely impossible to craft one using these materials.

The Mediterranean fleet had already mobilized over a hundred warships and merchant vessels, ready to transport tens of thousands of Qing dynasty troops to the harbor at the entrance of the Danube at any time.

Perhaps there was no need to gather all ten gods; maybe just pairing Meng Huo with Zhao Yun, and adding a few other divine generals, would be enough to bring Lu Bu down.

Shi Kefa realized he no longer knew how to judge the situation, so he decided it was better to leave it to the Emperor to handle.

This could not be blamed on Sun Chanting; even Li Zicheng had not foreseen such an outcome, so how could Sun Chanting have expected it?

Just as everyone began to relax, a drum sounded from the woods ahead, and a ten-thousand-strong army suddenly swarmed out from both sides of the road, charging straight at Gongsun’s caravan.

Geng Tianle walked down the street holding half a gourd of fruit wine, taking sips now and then. The taste was exquisite, like a blend of watermelon juice and wine, with a refreshing fragrance that settled deep into the heart.

The caravan carried a significant amount of water and equipment for gathering it, but if there was no moisture in the air, they would be helpless.

Watching from the sidelines, Xiang Gangtian felt a shiver of dread; he had not expected this fellow to also master the origin of fire. If not for his own deep fortuitous encounters, he might truly have been killed. With this thought, a serious expression took hold of Xiang Gangtian, and he dared not underestimate Nangong Chenyang any longer.

As the power of the medicinal pill integrated into his body, Xiang Gangtian’s eyelids fluttered, and he opened his eyes.

"Stop it... if you want to break something tonight, go break Cen Yin. Don't torment me..." she said, lowering her head in shy embarrassment.

I hope that after I leave, the Xiong Yun Group will continue to develop and grow, and that our Cloud will become increasingly standardized and powerful.