Chapter 151: Utter Chaos

If ever there was a definition of being helpless against the tides of fate, this was it.

Shen Xin found himself involuntarily dropped onto Immortal Turtle Island, and he immediately stashed the Heaven-Seizing Sect token into his storage pouch. Turning back to look whence he came, the gigantic shadow that had blotted out the sky just moments ago had completely vanished.

If the adulterer was unwed, they could simply offer a betrothal gift and marry! But if the adulterer and Zhao Ge were engaging in illicit trumpery behind closed doors, that was the kind of scandal punishable by being drowned in a pig cage.

Following that, Uncle Jiu fully unleashed his Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Palm, instantly gathering and enshrouding himself in the power of the five elements to form a massive Yin-Yang grinding mill, completely protecting his body.

Could it be that Nixiang saw this golden-haired man possessed formidable magical techniques and thus wanted him to help save Mo Yunbai? Yet even Nixiang herself could not cure Mo Yunbai, so how could she possibly let such a golden-haired freak attempt it? Would he truly be able to help her save Mo Yunbai?

By this time, Jiang Muxiao was already happily skating inside the ice rink. Come to think of it, she had only played around with it during her adolescence, but the muscle memory was still there, so picking it back up again was not difficult at all.

Ji Shiqian watched her flustered appearance; this lass was truly foolish, foolish to an unprecedented and unrepeatable degree.

Madam Huo had not expected Jiang Muxiao to be so straightforward. Although the girl came from a humble background, she was not greedy in the slightest. This caused her favorable impression of Jiang Muxiao to rise by another notch.

Black Rose was truly panicking now. Desperate and choosing her path blindly, she could only force her way into a shop that had already closed its doors.

All twenty or thirty members of the Jiang family vanished into thin air overnight like that, with no one knowing their whereabouts—it was bizarre beyond belief.

Tong Xinyan's expression sank. She did not have any severe germ phobia, but she was still unwilling to use a phone that someone else had handled, always feeling that other people's privacy lingered within it.

Even though he had once been an elite among the "Hui"-generation at Lanruo Temple, heavily burdened with the high expectations of his elders—destined to become at the very least a pillar of strength capable of holding his own ground at the temple, whether as an abbot, head monk, hall master, or supervisor.

"They've suffered a backlash. These fools thought they could tame a fiend—how delusional," Xue Mei sneered, yet a knot of worry formed in her heart. The Undead War Fiend had devoured these Holy Spirit Cult members, and its strength had broken through to the next level. Their chances of survival had already been slim, and this made things far worse.

Yin Xue never expected her brother to pull such a stunt. Clearly, they had agreed upon a plan for her to bring Zhao Huiruxiao along to "catch them in the act," yet absolutely nothing had happened between them.

"How is this possible? Why is your aura so terrifyingly fierce? What on earth is your background?" one of the Emperors asked, his eyes filled with utter bewilderment.

Since the Song dynasty, fused-character talismans had gradually evolved from Taoist priest incantations into a method used by ordinary people to express their wishes for averting misfortune and inviting good fortune.

Because she knew that in this lifetime, aside from Brother Yun, she would certainly never fall in love with another man—absolutely never.

As Yan Buqi spoke, his glowing eyes seemed to pierce right through that layer of cardboard boxes, as if he had already spotted the treasures hidden within.

Ever since she was born, Tears Without Trace had been a lofty princess, always living a life superior to others. She had never imagined in her wildest dreams that one day she would be looked down upon simply because of a meal, and to top it off, right within her own nation's territory and in front of the man she deeply loved.

"It is said that the Crimson Blood is an evil blade endowed with the power to drink blood; the more blood it absorbs, the stronger it grows. I'm afraid your sea of blood provides a massive boost to it," Summer said with a somewhat wry smile.

Because all three of them had successfully advanced under Zhao Jiufeng's special trial, as they practiced their mental cultivation techniques, they all felt a greater sense of smooth clarity washing over their entire bodies.

Mu Chen abruptly felt a terrifying spiritual force force its way into his primordial spirit and begin wreaking havoc.