Chapter 88: A Peerless Divine Elixir

Ah?

Pushed by this foolish woman’s repeated provocation, Ye Cheng’s temper, however good, had begun to fray.

“You think you’re stronger than me, do you?”

Ye Cheng suddenly turned to Wang Youzhi.

Wang Youzhi was rather modest; he hurriedly waved his hands.

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“Hmph, and she still calls me Duck.” Chen Xu let out a cold snort, and the force in his hand unconsciously increased again. If she had not mentioned the word duck, it would have been one thing, but the moment she did, Chen Xu could not help but think of what had happened the night before. Looking at Sun Jiayi, he gave a thin, icy smile.

“Ah, I do hope those two can have a decent ending.” Aunt Wang murmured and walked into the bedroom.

Dongzi groaned inwardly. It seemed the matter was not nearly as simple as he had imagined. The move he had just made now felt reckless, but being held in check by those useless fools also left him deeply irritated.

Qi Lin had long since grown used to seldom feeling pressure, yet this man’s stride carried a certain presence, and he was only a cultivator.

Zhang Zhizhong looked as though Death himself had called his name. The instant Dongzi spoke it aloud, he sprang up from the chair in a most unnatural way, as if a spring had been fitted beneath him, and then he simply stood there staring at Dongzi.

Wang Liu naturally also noticed the old man beside him looking his way. He turned and gave the elder a smile, for he did know who the old man was.

Lu Yao truly could not hold back any longer. The boy before him gave him one clear impression, to be honest: unfathomable.

Fortunately, there were no martial artists of the king realm in this area, so Lin Liang’s use of his earth-rank divine soul went unnoticed by anyone, and of course drew no complaint from anyone either.

“This is a friend of my valley master. Don’t hurt him.” The speaker was the burly dark-skinned man, apparently one of Hua Ci’er’s subordinates.

“What? Brother Fei, you want us to deal with a commander-class magical beast, and you won’t make a move yourself?” Fan Yu asked, lacking confidence.

Unfortunately, Tang Chen had already been prepared. With nimble footwork, he shifted sideways and easily dodged the attack.

After all, the spiritual power of a spirit practitioner, though unable to resist soul force head-on, could still provide a certain degree of obstruction.

Hearing that voice, Li Hao felt as though he had heard it before. Looking up, he saw that it was actually one of the elders from the Artifact Refining Sect.

Chu Qing found the name somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before, though she could not recall it at once.

At first he relied on his power to bully others, delivering a show of force to the three students as soon as he arrived. Then, without warning, he made a lethal move against Ye Nan. In the end, sensing that things were going badly, he simply washed his hands of the whole affair.

But at the Jade Palace, it was the first time he had ever seen a cultivator with a congenital tree body, and one who was even about to enter the inner court and become one of his disciples at that. Thinking back to that young man’s immortal lotus, which also contained an immortal tree puppet, he felt as though he had stumbled upon a heap of treasure.

Since Zhao Yougong remained obstinately blind, there was no one to blame. He would have to pay the proper price for what he had done; no one could help him. Only after crashing into the wall would he know to turn back. This time, as expected, he would likely end up battered and bloodied, and perhaps even lose his life.

After all, this was a moment of life and death, and the disparity in strength was enormous. None of them knew whether they could survive this ordeal.

Though their pace was slow, it was still enough if they persisted. The group advanced in the same way as before. Wan Ke, as the scout, ran at the very front, about a kilometer ahead of the team, using tactical radar to detect conditions up ahead, while the others followed behind.

Lin Hao had not expected to be dragged into the matter of Leng and Xue Yi. He raised an eyebrow and pretended to think.

The smile on Wei Daqing’s face instantly froze in midair, and the corner of his mouth twitched.