Chapter 150: The Gloomy Swamp (Part I)

Dao Sansheng and Number One stepped into the gloomy marsh. Originally, this had been a very pleasant place, but at some point, the wetlands had transformed into a swamp teeming with dark creatures—though none of that mattered now.

As Dao Sansheng stepped into the swamp, an oppressive gloom washed over him, feeling as if...

Fortunately, Lu Chen did not press the matter further this time, otherwise she truly would not have known how to explain it.

Furthermore, the Shen family of Mount Zhongnan could also be considered a faction backing Cao Peng. A deep cooperation had already been established with the Shen family, and Shen Ting had now become a major shareholder in Cao Peng's industries in Shaanxi Province, while simultaneously overseeing the development of those enterprises there.

In the back mountain of Wu Xuan's home, two vehicles were making their way up the slope. Aside from a few hunters and a servant acting as a guide, the passengers included Tang Zhihang, who had nothing better to do and insisted on coming along to witness a wild boar hunt.

Daring not to question whether Tang Zhihang had used pre-arranged tricks to frighten them, the four individuals did not dare harbor any thoughts of resistance after witnessing this. After all, they were merely four bullies who picked on the soft and feared the hard; having witnessed power far beyond their imagination, they no longer dared to act presumptuously.

The brothers on the left side of Wang had originally completed their mission and intended to leave after escorting Cheng Zhili and Steward Gao back here. However, seeing that something extraordinary seemed to have happened in the Cheng family village, they decided to linger for a while to see if they could be of any help.

From the auction stands came only shouts of bidding, each more excited or impassioned than the last, with no one paying the slightest mind to the helpless and despairing gazes within the cages.

With a swift exertion of strength at his waist, Zuo Jun twisted his body at an extremely bizarre angle, dodging the oncoming sword Qi. In the same motion, he swept a whip kick toward An Qingyu, who managed to dodge it by leaping into mid-air.

Gritting his teeth, he began making a phone call. Right now, it was merely placing a call; but if Xinghai Investment went bankrupt, he would be reduced to scavenging for scraps in the future.

Long Xian'er hesitated slightly, but having no choice, she was forced to follow behind Bailongxiang as they stepped out of the Hall of Myriad Demons.

"Replying to Martial Uncle, this disciple is indeed Qin Zheng." Qin Zheng put away his blood sword, his expression devoid of any change as he offered a respectful bow.

They were dressed in white dresses with their hair unkempt, their foreheads smeared with bright red rouge, yet their complexions were as pale as paper. At first glance, they looked like two deceased vengeful ghosts.

Rong Zhan should understand, right? Back at the supermarket just now, he knew perfectly well why they were performing a neutering surgery on Crown Prince.

Qing Zhong accepted the order and entered Murong Ze's bedchamber. Shortly after, Imperial Concubine Liu came out personally to receive him.

Huang Di wielded three talismans of the logging saw and activated them. Three gigantic sawteeth flew through the air, slicing relentlessly toward the tree roots.

Unable to think of any other name at the moment, the only one that flashed across her mind was Jinxia, whom she called most frequently, so she simply had to borrow Jinxia's name.

For now, this news had not yet leaked. The people of the Divine Realm were still playing as they pleased and sleeping soundly, living just as well as ever, with only a few individuals in somewhat central positions aware of the truth.

"You..." Seeing him turn to leave, Yizhu felt a surge of anger rise in her chest, yet she could do nothing to him.

Seeing this, Murong Xi pulled her into a side room in the corner. Hualing, who neither knew nor had ever seen Murong Xi, immediately grew anxious upon seeing her good sister being spirited away and rushed after them. However, once the door of the side room closed, no matter how hard she pounded on it, she could get no response from Yizhu.

Yet his venerable master was unwilling to always consult the weak Yin Sect when matters arose, and thus proactively initiated a civil war, launching a nocturnal sneak attack on the Yin Sect.

Indeed, Muyue required five minutes to refine the Black Princess Forest, whereas Lu Qi had reduced it to a mass of black matter in less than three minutes. This undoubtedly forced the process through prematurely, and in alchemy, nothing was more taboo than being overly aggressive.