26 An Attempt

"Get up, what is the meaning of this? Do not kneel at every turn. Tang, you know who I am; for you, Sheqi, to act as the Ghost King and do this is simply not right." After listening to them, I understood the reason for their kneeling.

Taoist arts and magic are meant to save lives. Using them to harm others after mastering them is something despised by everyone in the martial arts world; such people deserve to be struck down by all. However, I certainly could not take his life; at most, I could break his spells and hand him over to the proper authorities.

He pressed the doorbell as he spoke. Song Cheng opened the door, and when he saw me, there was a clear look of surprise on his face.

I woke up in the leader's air-conditioned room. They had been pinching my philtrum and forcing salt water down my throat, which made me feel suffocated and miserable.

This announcement spread throughout every corner of the Zhongyuan Great World within a single day, causing a massive sensation.

"It's very bitter, isn't it? If you finish it, I'll give you some candied fruit, how about that?" Lu Wu’s lips curled into a faint smile as he spooned another mouthful and brought it to Du Ruo’s lips.

Wuliang Hecha shouted loudly, clearly enough for even Staff Officer Wang to hear. He spoke in Chinese, ensuring everyone could hear and understand what he was saying.

Even though Lou Xuerou had to accept the situation because her son had taken the liberty of registering his marriage and announcing his relationship with Tian Xin, she only did so because she cared about her reputation.

Yet, when facing Wang Yuyao, his temper was surprisingly good; even when suspected, he did not get angry.

Fortunately, the sofa was some distance from the stairs. Judging by Xia Mengyou's position, it seemed she had just come down and likely had not heard the content of our conversation.

The sudden global mission took Tong Tian by surprise, and he hurriedly opened the webpage, where detailed explanations of the mission were provided.

The man could no longer hold back, and as a result, she was the one who suffered. Before Lin Shujuan could refuse, Chen Xiaoran had already begun.

However, just because there were no signs of a fight on them did not mean there were none on others. For instance, looking at Zequan, I could clearly feel that they had just been in a struggle.

The snow fell harder and harder, and gradually, my surroundings became a blur of white. They followed closely behind me. Not long after, I felt a large mass of white mist drifting toward us, and within that fog, I sensed an aura of demonic presence—one that was not pure, seemingly laced with hints of ghostly energy and spiritual essence.

"Yun Feiyu, you haven't been there before. I'll take the lead; stay close to me," Liu Mengyao said as she started the car.

Suddenly, the man stopped, his hand tightening slightly around her waist. Su Yating stumbled, turned, and found herself pulled into Chen Xiaoran's embrace.

Afterward, Luo Hao hesitated no longer. He covered the box with his spiritual sense and slowly opened the wooden lid from a distance.

After giving his instructions, Situ Zhong took his leave. He moved toward the vast spiritual energy surging from the grass; having broken through to the fourth realm of Life-Snatching yesterday, he now had the perfect opportunity to stabilize his foundation.

He could not bring himself to continue. For the sake of this child, he had sacrificed his other son, even though he did not care for Jun Chen.

Those who could reach the fifth level were no ordinary people; they were geniuses among geniuses. They all knew that the Demon Saint before them was the greatest enemy. After Cheng Xuan made his move, everyone unleashed their most powerful attacks.

Ye Zhen could not tell if Feng Jiao had ulterior motives or if she had simply bumped into Ye Meng by chance. Regardless, she wanted to probe her background first. The old madam thought for a moment, perhaps finding Ye Zhen’s reasoning sound, and nodded, setting the matter aside for now.

The cultivators who had followed Cheng Hua, along with those who had been wavering, instinctively surrounded Yang Chen in a circle, filled with murderous intent. A meaningful, cold sneer appeared on the corner of Yang Chen's mouth.

Only then did Deng Jiajia drink her coffee with peace of mind. The warm flow drove away the cold within her body, and her pale face gradually regained its color.

I noticed that when my hole card was revealed, the bald man’s face turned as green as a stock chart.

Long Xuan was conflicted. She did not want Qi Ming to die, but the conflict had reached an irreconcilable stage, and there was nothing she could do.

"What's wrong with the cafeteria? Is there an issue? Your cousin Mingliang hired someone to manage it," Leng Yueling replied.

He could not understand the world inside Gu Yongfeng's heart at that moment, just as he could not understand what kind of emotion could make that face shine so vividly.

Qi Ting'er finished speaking with a smile, then led all the disciples of the Chiyang Sect away, dragging Qi Dan along with a strange, eerie grin.

Fu Xinxin had always presented herself with a "pure and cute" image; she possessed the kind of face that naturally elicited pity. Speaking those aggrieved words with tears in her eyes was the most effective way to touch others.

Not long after the news was released, some internet trolls began to hype up the "miracles" of the old charlatan, Mr. Ren—claims of catching snakes with his bare hands, using qigong to cure influential figures, and photos with many celebrities. Among them were top-tier superstars and wealthy business figures.

A few remained who clearly wanted to escape, but Li Cheng and Qing Ying did not let them off easily. If they thought they could come and go as they pleased, then Li Cheng would not be Li Cheng.

"Still saying you're not a beastly senior? You've already started tricking pure junior sisters into drinking." The pain in White Rabbit's body had eased slightly, and she grabbed the wine flask Chu Yao had tossed her and took a sip. As the crisp fruit wine hit her stomach, White Rabbit felt much more relaxed.

Zhonghai City was extravagantly prosperous, and the abundance of capital fueled a distorted boom in underground black-market boxing, causing martial artists and numerous experts to flock there. There were over a hundred underground boxing rings, housing thousands of fighters, including dozens ranked at level three or higher.

Li Yifei hung up the phone and said to Lv Rong, "Stay here with them. I will cast a protective barrier for you. Huang Guangwei will come to pick you up. During this time, you must not deactivate the barrier or step outside of it."

It turned out that since the beginning of this year, the Shenfeng Hall had been repeatedly attacked. A group of mysterious people had kidnapped several mid-stage Heaven Dao experts from within, leaving the entire hall in a state of panic.

When the hellish army arrived, what would Chu Yun use to resist them? The Hongmeng Sacred Sect had not yet matured. Therefore, if Chu Yun wanted to find that passage, he had better seal it. Only then would the Zhongyuan World be safe.