Chapter 36: The Saint of the Miao Frontier’s White Moonlight 20

Yang Chengchuan remained unmoved.

Atian was in a state of growing panic. With the chieftain dead, the village would surely fall into chaos. What was he to do?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him as he looked at the food box in his hand. He called out loudly, "Holy Son, have you decided you no longer wish to be with Sister Lu?"

Yang Chengchuan’s deep, silent eyes flickered.

A reaction!

Atian felt a surge of joy and pleaded earnestly, "If your hands are stained with blood, you will no longer be worthy of her. For the sake of being with Lu—"

"What does his invitation have to do with me? If you want to go, then go. Have a good time," I said, preparing to leave.

Although these two classmates seemed somewhat rash and overly arrogant, who could guarantee that these future officials would remain so reckless forever?

"Ancestor, your words are mistaken. Under the vast heavens, all land belongs to the King. In my heart, the Demon Ancestor comes first, and you, Ancestor, come second. Since the Demon Ancestor has asked a question, I must naturally speak the truth. How could I dare to deceive him in the slightest?" Shi spoke with righteous indignation, his words grand and impassioned, perfectly portraying someone unswayed by the threats of a villain.

Just then, she suddenly tossed and turned, crying out that it was hot. While shouting, she kicked off the quilt with one foot, demanding water.

Han Lu remained completely bewildered. He was intelligent, but his unique insights were limited to business. People like him were meant to be CEOs, while I possessed superior operational models.

"Your Majesty, this is no joking matter! If the Wu Clan continues to consume without restraint, I fear that... within a hundred grand cycles, every creature on the wilderness that has gained any standing will be eaten clean. In the future, there will be no Demon Clan, and the hundred tribes will be extinct!" Kunpeng said, still shaken by fear.

Thinking of this, Tang Yu’s previously good mood turned sour. Taking advantage of the fact that she hadn't been discovered, she quickly left the Tang residence. She did not return to the inn, for in her current state, going back would be of no use.

When the Second Uncle saw Niu Kaiyu enter, he did not offer a word of introduction. Instead, he glared at him angrily, as if blaming Niu Kaiyu for being a disappointment.

Ever since the morning she helped Fang Qi break through the siege, Ning Yusui’s life had been in shambles. She had indeed succeeded, and there were certainly fewer admirers pestering her, but the tragedy was that all her friends were playing pranks on her regarding her relationship with Fang Qi. She was unable to defend herself and found it utterly exhausting.

Fang Qi felt as if his head were being pierced by thousands of needles, yet the Flame Blade in his hand continued to strike out by instinct, slicing through the air and hitting the Black Bat King, whose form was restrained within the force field.

Lu Jingjing looked at this restless male teacher and felt a desire to drive him away. His eyes kept darting back and forth between Wang Minghao and Lu Jingjing, as if waiting to be asked a question.

Even if the Primordial Qilin could not defeat a Saint, given his character, he would not fear a Saint enough to surrender the Heart of the Saint.

To reconcile the two energies of Yin and Yang, a vast amount of the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Pill’s power had been consumed; only ten percent now remained.

Once they reached the hotel, Lulu was thrown onto the bed by her boyfriend, who then stripped her of her clothes and took numerous nude photos and videos of her.

"You've returned at this time—don't tell me you ran into a problem you couldn't solve and are looking for help from headquarters?" He considered this possibility and couldn't help but feel a flicker of amusement.

Lin Qianyi only then noticed the four IV bags above her head; one was already empty. The nurse must have changed it just a moment ago, and she hadn't noticed in her hazy state.

Over the past two days, she had seized every opportunity to study diligently, and the object of her study was none other than Tao Yu, a genius of the Tao family.

"Received, Boss." Wang Minghao’s expression turned serious. Luo Fei knew that when he was actually focused, he was quite reliable, after all, they had been working together for many years.

On Friday evening after school, to avoid arousing Liang Yihuan’s suspicions, Lin Qianyi had already made plans with Yuan Qinghe. After the three parted ways, the two of them met in a secluded corner outside the school gate.