Chapter 43: Yuan Hou’s Triumph, Advancing Toward the City Center

About seventy or eighty kilometers away from Dongfang Wan’er’s base.

"Eat up! Those fools must be starving to death by now, right?"

"Hahaha!"

"Proof?" Ye Qingtang scanned her surroundings, the smile at the corners of her lips deepening ever so slightly.

This was because the profound mysteries of the "Genesis of All Things" and "Obliteration of All Phenomena" techniques were a level higher than the techniques themselves. Generally, one could only gain insight into them after reaching the tenth stage of cultivation. In ancient times, only the Painting Emperor Moyuan and the Painting God Lingxu had ever grasped this level of profound mystery.

She had not had a proper rest for quite some time, and now, having arrived in the Northern Cold Region, such a serious problem had emerged; she had nearly been killed.

The train police and other officers arrested all the troublemakers, while the train conductor apologized incessantly to Xue Yang, explaining that he had been tied up with official business and arrived too late, begging for his understanding.

"Fine, I will go with you. I want to see exactly what kind of holy being your so-called Young Master is," Gu Ningyuan said, lifting his head with a cold, sharp smile.

Ye Qingtang had just managed to hoodwink Mi when the Demon Lord of the Big Dipper suddenly burst in through the entrance of the main hall.

The only thing that saddened me was that Xiao Ran and I truly could not be together, which left both our families feeling disappointed.

Instantly, the sword qi of the Killing Sword ran wild—much like Ye Lingfeng himself, it was a restless sword, a sword that refused to be lonely.

Zheng Jiaren said in a panic, for she did not know how to face her sister. Although she usually acted with great confidence, at this moment, her courage had completely failed her.

Pei Xihe, with a strange luster flickering in her golden eyes, ignored them and kept her gaze fixed on the orb between her hands.

The Sect Master of the Bright Moon Sect gazed powerlessly at the sky, feeling that he should simply abdicate his position and find some secluded corner to go into closed-door cultivation; let whoever wants to be this wretched sect master have it.

Tuanzi seemed to sense Xiao Yuan’s low spirits and nuzzled her cheek, making Xiao Yuan laugh as it tickled.

He had no experience with farm work and did not understand how to handle the two items Jiang Tao had brought. However, since she had already made up her mind, he had no objections.

"No, you did better than them!" Wei Jingchen’s unintentional remark caused the suddenly dimmed light in Wei Junfu’s eyes to brighten once more.

Rendered speechless, Wei Jiaojiao seized the chance to block the path in front of Wei Junfu, spreading her arms wide. She wore an expression of fear, yet she refused to back down.

A single sentence completely silenced Nanny Li, terrifying her into trembling silence as she kept turning her head to peer inside.

Still clinging nonchalantly to Wei Jingchen’s arm, Wei Junfu tilted her head to look at him, her face completely devoid of the affectionate expression she usually showed him.

Facing the sunlight, Muzan Kibutsuji relentlessly proliferated his flesh, transforming into his true form: a "giant baby." Having been a stillborn fetus that managed to survive with tenacity, his will to live was beyond what an ordinary person could ever imagine.

Yao Zijun merely sighed, unable to utter a word, while the sound of complaints rose and fell all around.

He did not believe Tang Wanwan would lose this matter; in the end, it would be his eldest sister who would be left fuming. If he were to get caught in the middle and insist on helping Tang Wanwan, it would not only sour their relationship further but also prevent others from witnessing her true capabilities, which would not be ideal.

Never mind him—anyone with a shred of common sense would know that it was not normal for Mark’s voice to echo across the open sky.

Cheng Ming sensed that his exotic fire was essentially ruined; he would have to search for a new one.

"Your Highness, Mo City has become your fiefdom; it is only right that these things be kept in your care," Li Ming said with a beaming smile.