Chapter 140: Star Venerable Husky

In Omsk, within the Vanguard Mercenary Corps.

"President, at a time like this, our Mercenary Guild cannot just sit by and watch. I feel this is a rare opportunity..."
"There are so many matters concerning the Church of the Nature God, are we really just going to let it go unpunished?"
"I believe this is a great opportunity, at least we can expand our forces with peace of mind..."
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At this moment inside the Mercenary Guild, dozens of medium and large mercenary group commanders had gathered.

The next day, when Xu Yang woke up, he found himself lying amidst a sea of empty beer bottles and staggered to his feet. He casually pulled out his phone and saw over twenty missed calls—one from Liu Jianing, and all the rest from Elder Tang.

Just as the voice fell, the expression of the Heaven-Battling Demon Emperor abruptly turned pitch black and infinitely gloomy in that instant. He was seen gripping his Heaven-Battling Divine Halbard, fiercely and with a terrifying, crazed momentum, slashing downward.

When Xiong Wei heard Xu Yang tell him to stay in the capital, he was instantly overjoyed beyond measure. Truth be told, he had originally intended to come to the capital anyway, but... now that Xu Yang had spoken, his parents would definitely have nothing more to say.

Liu Jinyang did not reply to this. For a disciple of a fourth-rank immortal sect, he disdained offering any explanation.

Duan Minghui and Desla walked swaggeringly into the entrance of the hall with their subordinates. When the Bat King saw them arrive, he immediately took flight into the air, but made no other moves.

That day at sea, when Chen Ling and Shimizu Chiori were hauled up from the ocean floor, the two of them were sent directly to the provincial affiliated hospital. Chen Ling was taken by the Queen Bee to the Fifth Department of Emergency Surgery, while Shimizu Chiori was brought here by Wu Neng.

Before Huosang could say anything, another Heavenly-class martial artist fixed a profound gaze on the entrance of the demon cave, watching as demonic shadows faintly flickered within the pitch-black darkness.

She was hunched over and dressed in tattered rags, with snowy, disheveled hair and a face covered in deep wrinkles. She walked so slowly that anyone who saw her felt a surge of pity, and passing travelers without exception all tossed coins into her bowl.

Clenching his left hand once more, blazing fire surged and spread, condensing out of thin air a weapon burning with scorching flames. Sun Yan nodded, and with a loosening of both hands, he allowed the two condensed weapons to dissipate back into chilling frost and fire.

His own punch—let alone anyone else, even he himself would find it difficult to execute such a relaxed and effortless posture when taking it head-on, as Yun Tianyang had done. Yet Yun Tianyang had accomplished it with absolute ease at this moment. How could this not make him furious, how could this not shock him?

"Oh my, you unfilial son, I just said a few words to you, and you get like this!" Rao Shouli could not help stamping his foot and shouting angrily.

At this moment, Hua Niaozi, supported firmly by a senior brother and a senior sister, held her breath.

Bai Mu wanted to pick up the kitten, but Tianqi snatched it up first, pinching the cat by the scruff of its neck and dangling it in the air.

"Fine, I'll listen to whatever you say, you have the final say!" What Shui Qingqian wanted was precisely these words; they were the truest thoughts in his heart. As long as she was happy and whatever she wished to do, he had not the slightest objection.

There was a turn at the end of the corridor, and not far past the corner was a stone door. The sound was coming from inside that stone door, and Musha hurriedly ran over.

Back then, his father could abandon him and his mother, casting them out of the Xu family and expelling them from the ancestral temple for the sake of his legitimate wife, which showed what a cold-hearted man he was. This younger sister of his was even more ruthless, refusing to even spare him a glance.

As she said this, her face and the depths of her eyes carried a sincere smile; it was clearly a heartfelt compliment.

"Don't you feel any sense of familiarity?" Rong Liang asked, still hoping from the bottom of his heart that Bingqing might remember this estate, and perhaps even remember him.

Dayaya knew nothing of these vexing matters. Accompanied by Shui Qingqian, Rao Shouqin, and her fifth maternal uncle, she was roaming about within a ten-li radius of Shanqian Village, searching for a suitable location to build a kiln.

Although the winner was Baili Wushang, everyone present knew that the one who would be asking the questions was definitely Yun Jingshuo.