Chapter 58: Farewell to the Beautiful Lady

The Fiercest Man of Great Xia Rain falls on a southern night by the river. 1276 words 2026-03-20 12:25:00

Tang Yu said to Eunuch Feng and several guards, “Wait here. Yue’er, let’s go.”

The rear courtyard of Pu Hui Temple was reserved for the wealthy and prominent; ordinary visitors seldom ventured there, so Ye Yue did not wear a veil.

Faxin led the two along the path to a red-walled archway, pointed to the innermost jade-roofed building, and said, “The person you seek is inside. The abbot has given instructions, I…”

“I saw it with my own eyes just now—his defenses were shattered. If he survives this time, he’ll be crippled!” Several magic masters began to discuss.

“My brother… shouldn’t suspect anything, right…?” Thinking this, Blake’s elder brother nervously turned to look at Blake.

“Soft and limp?” Qian Lao’s teasing voice drifted over. “Then try channeling broken stones and give him a punch.”

With a thunderous crash of skulls, a dazzling white light suddenly burst from Lin Peng’s forehead! Like a sharp blade, it pierced the endless darkness! Wang Xinyi felt a wave of dizziness, her eyes rolled back, and she fell into unconsciousness.

After the defeat at the Battle of the Terror Beast Mountain, the only line of defense left for the Dragon King of Terror was at Poison Dragon Mountain. To fulfill the weighty task of annihilating the Tang pilgrims, he personally flew to Poison Dragon Mountain to fortify his defenses.

At that moment, Zhuge Xiuyu displayed her formidable style. Even in the City Lord’s mansion, she refused to yield. Despite Xuan Sidao making his position clear, she still dared to act, leaving countless onlookers utterly shocked.

The Dragon Lizard King had thought that, with the bandit leader Damulhan’s help, he could slay the pilgrims. Unexpectedly, in just a single exchange, the tens of thousands of Damulhan’s army were utterly destroyed by the imperial troops. Deeply dissatisfied with Damulhan’s performance, he lamented the loss of two of his own generals.

Earlier, they had maintained some airs, but now Gao Zhan’s strength surpassed theirs so completely that they could no longer look down on him. They did their utmost to meet his demands.

Tu Shu followed Lin Peng’s pointing finger and looked up, but all he saw was the pitch-black window of Dormitory 629.

From then on, even disciples from lesser branches dared to ignore him. Some went so far as to openly or covertly mock him for taking resources from the Qing family yet failing to refine any decent elixirs—because his skills were worlds apart from Zhao Guan’s.

Elena? No, that’s not right. Elena had already been possessed by the evil god. She was no longer Elena, merely someone who resembled her.

“Why do you still want to go to the Lingxu Sea?” Nan Qing played with the jade pendant at Zong Ling’s waist as she asked.

“Hah!” Murong Xu, beside her, could not contain her fury. As the Blood Demon gathered its head, its control over her loosened just a bit.

In her last life, Fang Shaonan most feared him, because she could not cultivate and always stayed beside Mu Yunzhen. In Qiu Qianshan’s eyes, she was like a parasite, repeatedly prompting Mu Yunzhen to drive her away.

I looked at the brother and sister. From their appearance, they hardly seemed like the people who possessed the Imperial Jade Seal.

“Who do you think you are? You’re not even an Elementalist. What right do you have to speak?” Nian Man bluntly gave Fang Yi no face at all.

The skin he touched tingled with fine, delicate itchiness. Lin Xi fell deep into his fathomless eyes, unable to extricate herself. Her fingers, toyed with by him, involuntarily curled, lightly clutching his hand.

The auction continued. Bai Xu, having lost interest, drained his cup and headed downstairs.

“So young—he probably hasn’t even graduated from medical school, has he?” Wu Menghu looked at Chen Feng with a sour expression.

Seeing the footprints on the ground, she did not hesitate and ran toward their direction. If that’s how it is, then I’ll die with you. Huang Jia’s face was resolute as she ran toward the way Mo Fan and the others had gone.

“Since Master Wang fell ill, he has been little more than a cripple. Now the Wang residence is left with only Wang Pinmei, and she’s not easy to deal with,” Madam Ye calmly analyzed.