Chapter 118: Huo Yuanjia of Tianjin!

"What?"

Wang Hong looked up at Shi Guoqiang, his face blank with confusion.

Was the boss joking? His new song wasn't number one anymore?

He was a prominent A-list singer with tens of millions of fans. Whenever he released a new song, other artists would steer clear of him, terrified of clashing with his release date.

Who could possibly snatch the top spot from him?

Shi Guoqiang slowly massaged the bridge of his nose and let out a cold snort.

"Go look at the music platforms yourself."

She had no choice but to ride the oxcart for a while, then get down and walk for a bit. When she grew tired, she would climb back on, repeating the cycle. Seeing this, Mingyu wanted to switch places with her, but she refused to allow it.

Expressionless, Ao Jiantian waved his hand gently. Hundreds of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples flew off on their swords in pursuit. Moments later, only three people remained in the vast Guixian Courtyard.

Of course, if the Second Prince wished to contend for the position of crown prince, the most pressing issue he had to resolve was his lack of heirs. Noble Consort Rou had fretted endlessly over this matter, and imperial physicians were constantly sent to the Second Prince's estate, yet no good news ever emerged.

When the two collided, fire and brilliant light erupted into a dazzling display of pyrotechnics. A surging wave of spiritual energy suddenly rippled outward. After a brief moment of silence, a ringing sound buzzed in everyone's ears, sending a violent shudder through the hundreds of outer sect disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect whose cultivation was insufficient.

At this very moment, perhaps only Yanbei hurriedly turned to look back at the city tower. It was already completely empty. The moment that demonic cultivator saw Lüji get slain, he had not dared to linger and had vanished without a trace.

These twelve individuals were the Twelve Earthly Fiends under the command of Ghost Lotus, the leader of the Ghost Yin Sect on Mount Ghost Yin. All of them possessed late-stage Soul Ejection cultivation. Among the myriad cultivators, their strength would be considered formidable. Unfortunately, they had encountered a Soul Split stage master like Yangming. The moment they clashed, their defeat was sealed.

Well, since entering the Yunlan Sect, Penglai had accumulated quite a collection of items without even realizing it. For a child who had never once gone to the market to buy talisman paper, it was best not to let her know just how precious such a thing was.

Just as she reached the entrance of the main courtyard's reception hall, a strange, clear male voice echoed from within: "...I shall heed Father's teachings. Your son will continue to work hard!" Clearly, this voice belonged to Jun Jue.

Urged on by Ye Fei, Ali led him back to his home and retrieved the reward he had originally intended to give Ye Fei and his companions, which included a recipe for a magic bomb.

He had long resided in the capital. In his youth, he was the son of a high-ranking official, a pampered young noble. After reaching adulthood, his political career had been exceptionally smooth, soaring straight to the top. While in the capital, even if someone attacked him, the Emperor would shield him. Few of those who impeached him ever met a good end. He truly held the Emperor's favor and trust, relied upon above all others.

In truth, the stubborn dwarves and the narcissistic elves were known as two of the most xenophobic races in the world of Steier. However, once you gained the friendship of the dwarves, they would treat you with the warmth and respect of a true brother.

Inside the room, almost everyone was present except for Yuantang and Yuanbao. From the moment Taohua and her family entered, Jin Yu'er had glared at them with sheer venom—a look that severely detracted from her appearance.

Since they were embarking on a long journey, the carriage was fully stocked with supplies. Xu Yulan dug out a few oversized garments and had Xue Chuzhuang change out of her filthy clothes. She then instructed the maidservant to fetch some pastries and water for her. Only after Xue Chuzhuang had eaten and drunk her fill did the two of them begin to converse quietly.

"Sleeping bugs? Isn't that something that only appears in Iruka-sensei's stories?" Kiba blinked in confusion.

But at the thought of his current predicament, Luo Xiu shook his head with a bitter smile. Things were never as simple as they seemed. Taking a step forward, he did not bother to pay any attention to the crowd in the hall. Instead, he tore through space, leaving the Xuanming Sect, and dissolved into nothingness, heading in the direction designated by the teleportation disc.

After all, they had already discussed the matter beforehand. It was only after seeing the subtle hand signal from Long Xiaotian that everyone corrected their attitude and treated Luo Xiu with utmost enthusiasm. Under these circumstances, doubts lingered in everyone's hearts.