119 Task Completed

Knowing there was no way to escape, Little Piggy decided to fight these pit bulls to the death!

Compared with Little Piggy, the mutant pit bulls were vastly larger. No matter how one looked at it, they hardly seemed like opponents he could defeat.

“Little Piggy could take down these mutant dogs with ease.”

“Do not be too optimistic. They can run at the speed of a tiger. Do you really think these mutant pit bulls are weak?”

Indeed! His punching power was a thousand kilograms, and yet...

Just as Guo Rong’er was speaking, Chen Fan placed a hand on her shoulder and directly elevated her cultivation to an astonishing level. She had already reached the Core Formation stage. He also left behind a great many pills.

However, the Demon Venerable of the Three Realms had suffered severe injuries. Moreover, he had transferred most of his power to Su Zhuo. His physical body was now extremely weak and might even collapse at any moment.

“If that is the case, why would Young Master...?” Yi Jinglan asked after thinking it over.

There were a hundred and fifty thousand soldiers in the Yellow Turban Army. For every five men they killed, two more would appear, and the Yellow Turbans were endless. They could never kill them all. The group was not trying to breach the city, however. After carving out a place for the elite troops behind them to take shelter, they stopped advancing and merely held this section of the wall, entangling themselves with the enemy soldiers.

At this point, all five finalists had been decided: Black Shadow, Gale Blood Alliance, Divine Grace Alliance, Armor Returns to the Beloved, and I Simply Refuse to Accept the Daily Supplement.

The train did not stop. It continued moving forward, while the distance between her and the man beside her grew smaller and smaller.

Her face was fair, and a necklace made from pink plant stems encircled her slender neck. The plant necklace appeared to have existed for countless years and had completely withered.

Besides, even if Yan Zhi had such an intention, his retainers and personal guards would certainly drag him back. If Yan Zhi could return, he surely would have been among the first to retreat. The second wave had already arrived, yet there was still no sign of him. Most likely, Yan Zhi would never make it back.

That furious roar was like the long cry of a colossal dragon soaring into the highest heavens, like the bellow of a roc rampaging across the universe. In any case, the world, which had only just begun to fall silent, was plunged into endless turmoil once more by that single roar.

If Yan Zhi managed to escape, he would certainly treat his relatives and household generously, because he would still need others to risk their lives for him and therefore had no choice but to care for their families. Even if Yan Zhi ultimately failed to escape, they would at least earn a reputation for loyalty and righteousness. Though the ruler might not reward them, he would not implicate their families either.

When the afternoon dismissal bell rang, Miyazaki Tsuki stretched and began packing her things to go home.

After removing her rouge and jeweled earrings, Xia Qingyan looked even purer and more beautiful in her bare-faced state. The tender, rosy skin on her cheeks appeared delicate enough to break at a touch.

“That is enough. Leave the gift behind and go,” Long Hanyu said coldly. Worried that he would continue pestering her, she simply kept the gift and ordered him to leave.

“Go. I do not want to see you again.” Her voice was icy, leaving seemingly no room for negotiation.

After all, anyone with eyes could tell who was superior: the prime minister’s son, blessed with brilliance, a promising future, and an impeccable reputation, or the notorious wastrel.

The three had only just left Returning Dragon Abbey and reached a secluded place when a sharp rush of wind sounded overhead. A figure descended before them and blocked their path.

“Did you only prepare this one bowl of medicine?” Lin Ning shook his head and told Lin Jinyi that there was still another bowl in the kitchen pot.

Recalling the sound from earlier, Lin Jinyi could not help wondering whether the other party had witnessed the bag vanish into thin air.

When Liu Qing heard that the foreign woman waiting outside was Anna—the most promising of the several managers at the Platinum Consortium, whom he had long wanted to befriend through Hu Feifei—he immediately called a halt.

Susanoo lay on his back on the ground. The spell power within him had been completely eroded by the dragon aura of humanity. The injuries left behind by the earlier spatial storm, combined with the new wounds inflicted by the Human Tyrant Sword, had already brought him to the brink between life and death. Speaking had consumed the last of his strength.