Chapter 125: Karmic Creditors (Part II)
I hurriedly asked her what was wrong.
Lu Xiaoxiao’s mouth puckered, and tears welled up in her eyes, cascading down like rainwater from eaves. "It’s just... so moving..."
What was happening here?
How could someone end up crying while interrogating a fox spirit?
Fatty Zuo walked out, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his expression somber. He glanced...
Under other circumstances, Ye Chenfeng might have offered some comfort, but in a situation like this, he was truly at a loss.
From outside the room, one could hear a young boy’s voice incessantly calling for his teacher, only for the teacher to shout back, "Stop calling me! Just stop!"
"..." Xia Luo was left speechless. Since he was the one tailing them, he simply chose to remain silent.
Upon hearing this, the Immortal Emperor fell silent. He gently raised his right hand, and as a halo of light shimmered, the primal essence of the vast celestial world began to flow from his palm in a cascade of starlight.
Li Quan took the eraser from her hand. As their fingers brushed, the light touch against her palm felt like a warm current of electricity, rippling through the quiet reaches of her heart.
Fang Yiyuan’s words trailed off, as if he had been choked by a fish bone, his complexion turning ghastly. He watched Song Qingsha’s retreating figure, his fingers clenching tightly within his sleeves, his cold eyes darkening with malice.
"It’s a deal! Meteorite, lead the team—let’s move!" Rampaging Brick finally achieved his goal and marched off with his team in tow.
As the system chime echoed, the demonic markings on Century’s body gradually faded, and the chains that bound her dissipated. The pink-haired girl’s health bar refilled completely, though her level plummeted, eventually settling at 604.
Qin Yan awoke from the void, opening her eyes to a world of pristine white. Gauze curtains draped and veils layered over everything in a pure, colorless hue.
Even Bai Le could not help but feel a terrifying pressure in that moment, his skin crawling as if every hair on his body had stood on end.
Old Zhu’s original law energy had been so faint it lacked any discernable color. After absorbing the miraculous essence from the entire Primal Origin Fruit and refining it through his cultivation, his law energy surged exponentially, casting a wondrous cyan halo around his Six-Harmony True Form.
Clearly, the figure in the black robe knew he had been injured; otherwise, he wouldn't have asked who saved him the moment he spoke.
"Hmph! A loser is a loser. Even if he could cultivate after eight years, just how far could he have possibly progressed? I am more than enough to deal with him! There is no need for reinforcements!" Dongfang Zixuan said coldly.
Before his words had even faded, he turned and flopped onto the black bamboo recliner, which groaned with a shrill, creaking protest.
Just as Romaha waited expectantly for his ally to emerge, the helicopter door swung open with a roar, revealing a figure that caught everyone completely off guard.
Old Zhu directed his consciousness into the cyan token and discovered he could clearly perceive the locations of the other four tokens. More than that, he could even use his token to send telepathic messages to the other four holders.
At that moment, Ye Chen’s heart softened. He should have been ruthless, but he was no unfeeling killing machine; he possessed emotions, merely hidden beneath a veneer of ice. Seeing Dongfang Zixuan’s sincere apology, he relented.
Xiang Hao stared intently at the Spirit-Slaying Sword, his heart racing. He desperately wanted to use the secret art of the Weapon Mantra to seize the blade, but alas, stripped of his magical power, he was unable to invoke it.
"Who goes there?" The walls of Hanzhong were tall and offered a wide vantage point; the movement outside could not escape the notice of the guards. No sooner had Liu Yong approached the wall than a soldier bellowed a cold challenge.
"What are you doing?" Gan Ning glared. He had no idea what the kid had been holding earlier that was capable of emitting light. Thinking it was a hidden weapon, he had tried to drown him, but he hadn't expected the boy to have the strength of an ox. After being pushed down and choking on a mouthful of water, the kid had turned the tables, clearly proving himself a more capable swimmer than Wu Anguo.