036. Master of All Dark Beasts

"Once I have gained enlightenment from the stone carvings, Ye Qiu, you will regret missing out on this opportunity," Meng Pengxiao thought to himself, feeling quite smug.

The Holy Race—this is how the Ink-Blood people refer to themselves. Of course, while in the Yaoguang Continent, this title is changed to the Demon Race.

Upon learning that his grandfather had been reborn in the Upper Realm, Tang Ming was filled with immense joy. He looked forward to the day they would reunite, envisioning the two of them sharing wine and laughter together.

In the Northeast Courtyard, Ying'er gathered the clothes from the rack. Gazing at a sprig of peach blossoms stretching in from beyond the wall, she sighed softly.

Armand and the others launched their attacks one after another. Ye Qiu approached as if he were quite familiar with them, but at a command from Armand, both Elder Mu Zun and Ye Qiu were struck by waves of fist energy.

"Needless to say, this must be the handiwork of my second brother. He just loves to bully his own girl," Daiyu remarked, hitting the nail on the head.

Mu Chendong went to great lengths and finally heard that the Xie family's private kitchen was recruiting a new kitchen hand. He spent some money to pull strings and managed to sneak his way in.

Under the moonlight, a black Audi was parked on the shore, with two men sitting inside.

Jiang Yuxuan knew that this was a critical moment; if he did not stop Mei Yuxao now, they would likely never cross paths again for the rest of their lives.

Qin Fengming passed on the blessings directly. Qin Yun and Zhao Haiyan also sent their wishes through him, hoping for his good health, professional success, and the fulfillment of his desires, while asking him to convey their greetings to his parents.

Her back was actually aching, but hearing Su Cheng's words, Mu Yu felt a sudden pang of bitterness in her heart; she simply did not want him to worry.

At the banquet table, Nan Batian led his four commanders—Yu Tian, Yu Di, Yu Xuan, and Yu Huang—while Su Zixuan led Commanders Ma, Mu, Xue, and Long. They gathered together, drinking and singing.

"I see Qingyuan." As Meng Yao spoke, she waved toward Qingyuan, who had also noticed them not far behind.

His movements were smooth and fluid, and with his calm and serious expression, he appeared to have no improper intentions.

"Mother Empress, I think you should find a few more dowry nannies for Qin'er. Otherwise, I fear Crown Prince Nalan won't be able to keep this girl in check later on. With nannies watching over her, we can all rest a little easier, can't we?" Li Yiqian said, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

"Is this Huanglong Group compromising with the Ning family?" Zhang Mu was incredibly surprised. He had yet to understand what kind of leverage the Ning family held, yet the Huanglong Group had already conceded.

It was as if 007 were saying, "I have bugged so-and-so, so I have a clear view of their every move."

A few more days passed, and Su Zixuan became increasingly adept at wielding his two spiritual treasures. He had been thinking that if he could seal these two treasures within his body, it would be much more convenient, especially the defensive capabilities of the Evil-Suppressing Pagoda and the offensive power of the Golden Evil Spirit Sword.

"Since you will not kneel, then off you go." Jiang Ling remained expressionless, waving his hand as an invisible surge of air erupted and rushed wildly toward Sun Yuanhang.

As the cultivators from both sides entered the fray and clashed, there was no sign of an outcome in the immediate future.

"Since you knew it would put me in a difficult position, why did you do it?" Song Zhizhi’s expression darkened.

The results generated by these thoughts were merely questions lingering in people's minds. At that moment, the sudden outcome triggered further issues, which were also just reflections of those thoughts, as the most likely events often stem from such contemplation.

"I could gouge out your eyes eighteen years ago, and I can do it again now." The head of the Liu family walked out of the main hall with an imposing air, standing with his hands behind his back, speaking with righteous indignation.

If Lu Jin had not attempted to open up the chaos before, this place would have remained a void, not a space at all.

He was so anxious because he knew that if Guo Yuantian discovered he was trying to escape, he would certainly not let him off.

Because the Nightmare was trapping Gu Yuchen at the time, many of the characters' personalities were viewed through Gu Yuchen's perspective.

No wonder the imperial court was helpless against Zhang Sheng's faction; to have grown the rebel army to such a massive scale in such a short time, they were clearly no simple characters.

The madam of the house brought them upstairs with practiced familiarity. Seeing three handsome young men, the girls swarmed toward them.

Dongfang Hao pondered for a long while and said, "I can save your grandson, but are you truly willing to give up the glory, wealth, and supreme life of your next incarnation?"

Tang Yu drifted past the pink water bottle with a faint, enigmatic smile. She remembered well that this person hated pink more than anything, calling it "sissy."

At this moment, the two Vietnamese fighting cocks were locked in an intense battle, flapping their wings and striking at each other. Their sharp beaks pecked viciously, like two warriors on the battlefield, exerting every ounce of their strength to finish the other off.

Moreover, this lunge just now was indeed born of improper intent; though disguised by anger, Yu Fan knew clearly in his heart that this was the true reason, even if he had used his injury as a pretext.

Fred hesitated after hearing Cynthia's words, seemingly reluctant for her to participate in this operation. However, after bowing his head in thought for a moment, he gave a wry smile and gave up on trying to persuade her to stay behind, knowing that given Cynthia's temper, she would never listen.