Chapter Eighty-Eight: Long Time No See

Zuo the Fat Man sprang up from his seat in a huff and called for us to hurry.

He rushed up into the van and started the engine.

Myself and Xu Mile both sensed something was wrong.

After getting in, we asked him what had happened.

With a dark face, Zuo the Fat Man said that today the old liar had spread the word, and the Great Bald Monk had learned that the relic finger bone had been taken by us to the crematorium. Instead of coming to demand it, he had gone to an orphanage and seized a child to threaten us...

Emperor Xuan Yuan sighed. Liu Ruir was clearly a jinx. Even a fine academy like Unicorn Academy had been ruined by her. And that old fox Liu Xiang still had the nerve to put on a face of displeasure in court. Truly ignorant of heaven’s height and earth’s depth.

“I’ll give it back to you! I’m a complete fool!” Nan Mu charged forward without caring for anything else.

Before he had even finished speaking, Su Yinyin’s wrist was seized, her body swayed, and she pitched into Yuan Jinchen’s arms.

Lauler and Aaron were still chatting.

“Events like the World Cup or the European Cup usually become important indicators for the transfer market.”

“Of course, Your Holiness.” Saber extended his palm, and with a slight surge of force, holy battle aura coiled in his hand. Platinum-white energy condensed and wrapped tightly around his palm, and within that pale foundation of power there flickered a faint, piercing sharpness.

“Saber?!” Louis could not help but tremble at the sound. Though he had said he was not in a hurry, once he heard Saber’s call he still shot upward almost involuntarily, and at a glance spotted Louis hurrying over.

After hearing Jiang Yu’s words, Lin Xin felt a pang of sympathy. Those who stand high above others actually bear pressures beyond what ordinary people can imagine. Yet others can only see their splendor and never understand their suffering.

In the end, Ying Mei still cast a resentful glance at Leng Moxi. She swore that once she returned, she would definitely train her lightness skill properly. After handing Leng Moxi her sword, Ying Mei retraced her steps and went back.

Adrian resumed his commentary. “All right, both sides’ players have already returned to the field, and we can see that neither side has made any substitutions.”

It was just that bowstring made from tree bark was rather troublesome. From such a large piece of bark, one could only obtain so little. It would have to be made slowly when there was more time. The construction of the new house had not even begun, so there was no real urgency.

Besides, the factions around them were all from different parts of the Kingdom of Final Thunder. If a real fight broke out, they would hardly help any force that had come from elsewhere.

Aside from Lu Zheng, his son, and Wu Xuzi, quite a few others stood around the hall, including the head of the Healing Hall, Shi Minkang, the head of the City Guard Hall, Ba Dan, and several martial artists bristling with killing intent. The weakest among them was already at the second rank of the profound level. They were all Wu Xuzi’s other disciples, usually sparring partners for Lu Sihan, and when they went out they served as attendants and guards.

Shentu Yue was silent for a long while, then slowly walked to the window and pushed it open. Outside was a world of white, blindingly bright, the light like a shower of needles.

The blazing sun fell directly upon the earth, and a single searing shaft of sunlight pierced through the forest’s many layers of defense and struck the clearing.

Those two forces directly shattered the spiritual shield around Han Yueying. If not for the fact that Han Yueying had already unleashed her Golden Body Dragon Form...

Zhongyuan Mingshi wanted to restore that boundless terror, to turn back time itself to before the Holy Grail War had begun. In his words, those people were innocent; they should not have been dragged into something like the Holy Grail War and made to live out the rest of their lives in fear.

On West Street, all manner of palace lanterns were displayed, while the merchants called out in rising and falling voices.

Just as everyone turned their attention toward the northwest, an extremely bizarre scene unfolded within the mud and blood trampled to a mess by those soldiers.

“Lu Ling is righteous, hating evil as if it were an enemy, and truly a blessing to the realm.” Shentu Yong said those hypocritical words with utter sincerity.

Thus, as for just how formidable the Nine-Winged Purple-Eyed Lion truly was, they knew very well themselves. But what sort of creature this Sun Wukong before them really was would have to be learned gradually in battle.