Chapter Forty: The Sable Worships the Moon

I sensed something strange as well. It felt as if the red cord had encircled something protruding. We exchanged glances—there was still some time before the celestial dog would devour the moon. With unspoken understanding, we strode toward the loop of red cord.

The sight that greeted us nearly made us jump. The red cord was looped around a serpent's head as large as a millstone. It was an unimaginably massive king cobra, its body...

At that moment, Beiliu Yun's feelings were complex. Though he knew that Chu Luoyi in the tomb was only feigning death, truly witnessing this scene was an entirely different experience.

As he spoke, the “Thunder Palm” in his hand struck down, dispersing the illusionary figure, and then he drove his sword through its body. Even that was not enough—Zhuge Liuyun stepped forward and with a single stroke, severed its head.

Seeing the strange look on Damon's face, Wang Dali frowned slightly. Just then, Matt continued to speak.

The martial artists fanned out, pressing themselves against the walls and raising the Taihao Shields. In the darkness, faintly glowing shields of energy flickered in and out of view.

The troublesome woman, having brought this upon herself, could only behave for the moment, though she shot venomous glances at each person in silent warning. Li Lin, however, led the others in bowing with laughter to bid her farewell.

Looking back, he realized he'd been too softhearted; scum like the Sea God Tongtian had no right to live in this world.

Jia Yu, whether the elder or younger sister, scratched a panda, making it hum with delight. Beside her, the other—whose identity as elder or younger sister was equally uncertain—was displeased, struggling to her feet and rolling over to Jia Yu, begging for a pat.

In spring they raised silkworms, and in winter wove cloth. Before long, life in the Ren family changed dramatically. Their respect for the lady of the house grew, and they no longer cared about her origins.

He knew that unless something unexpected happened, the Nie family was finished in Li Family Town. Of the three war gods, two had been killed and the third crippled. That was a fatal blow to the Nie family.

Beiliu Yun's face darkened instantly. He still hadn't settled the previous score, and now this damned eunuch dared mock him again.

Auntie Liang used the bottles she had brought to buy soy sauce, vinegar, and kerosene, as well as a large bag—almost two kilos—of coarse salt. She finally managed to purchase all the main things she needed today; the only thing missing was meat, which couldn't be bought even with ration tickets.

That familiar, crystalline scent slipped through every gap and seeped into all of Mu Shihuan’s pores.

"You still don't believe me? Why do you think everyone in the Qi family adores Ping'an so much? Every teacher she's had, without exception, is utterly taken with her."

She looked at Mo Li lying on the stretcher. His eyes, always filled with good-natured laughter, were now tightly shut, his expression peaceful, as if he were merely sleeping—so serene, so tranquil. Yet blood flowed endlessly from his body, pooling on the ground in a trail like falling petals.

She truly had nothing to say. Bai had given her such a complicated personnel matter right from the start. How could she claim to be merciful with a straight face?

Though Elder Yun still harbored some doubts, he said nothing. Instead, he earnestly helped organize the goods.

He had no desire to see her—not now, at least. In such a wretched state, what would she think if she saw him?

"I can give up resisting," Fang Ming said resolutely to Xu Hu, "but I have one condition: let Red Hair and the other team members go."

As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Yan Rufeng had a vast reserve of spiritual energy in her dantian. However, it was well known that spiritual energy on Earth was exceedingly scarce, and she could not replenish it as quickly as she consumed it.

"Old Bai, how are you feeling?" Ao Jiang lounged casually against a stone, sweat beading his brow, and spoke in a low voice.

I don't know why the president wants to take you to the demon realm outside this world, but let me warn you: you are absolutely forbidden to reveal my abilities to anyone.