Chapter 113: A Fight

“But there must be others behind that old man!”

After the incident at Xiangguo Temple, Qin Xiao realized that Tang Sicheng was no ordinary figure.

Initially believed to be affiliated with Jiangnan Circuit,

he now suspected connections to the Ninth Imperial Uncle.

The method used this time was sharp, signaling that something major was about to unfold.

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“Explain yourself clearly, and I’ll spare your life. Dare to conceal the truth, and you’ll end up like this carriage.” With a single punch, the commander of Yanyun City smashed the carriage to pieces.

Yingdu lay thousands of miles from the southern barbarians of Yan Kingdom. Without rest, a dozen riders pressed northward, crossing mountains and rivers, and by the end of the day, they arrived at Danyang, the northernmost city of Chu Kingdom. Nestled beside the Million Mountains, Danyang’s grandeur rivaled that of Yan’s Langfeng City.

“Damn it, Number Four, what happened? Didn’t I tell you to capture that boy alive?” Number Three scolded Number Four sharply.

Prince Yekong had spent most of his life within the palace, knowing far more than Yeyang and able to clarify matters when in doubt. Waiting briefly in the harem, Yeyang soon saw Han Yun return with Yekong.

Though she had ventured into the Chaotic Demon Realm over a decade ago without showcasing any alchemical skills, expectations for her only grew with each passing day. Most of the youth in the Dan Domain were devoted admirers, eager to witness her brilliance once more.

Chen Xiao laughed heartily again, moving his body to step directly into the spatial portal. In the next moment, he found himself within the void of the Divine Realm.

The fierce tiger chuckled coldly from its mouth, pulling out a cigar and lighting it before hoisting a six-barrel Gatling heavy machine gun from the ground. “Interesting. I’ve fought countless battles across the Middle East and Africa, but this is the first time I’ve felt this excited.” With a roar, he commanded, “Load all weapons to full ammunition!”

Mu Dongyun also glanced toward the Number Four arena, “The later, the better. Ideally, they should meet in the finals.”

Bai Doulang coughed softly, “Someone of his status wouldn’t go around speaking recklessly. I worry more that we might push him into the camp of the Xue family.”

Wen Miao looked at Chi Cheng, raising his hand slowly to gently touch the bloodstains on his face. The harsh aura vanished completely. Looking at the battered and bloodied figure before him, he spoke with concern, “Second Brother, you’re alright. But what about your injuries… are they serious?” Wen Miao lifted his head high, his eyes full of genuine care for Chi Cheng.

“Cheng Xu understands. Over these years, he has always followed Grandmother’s arrangements. When the day Grandmother has hoped for arrives, Cheng Xu will be ready with the meals. Let Grandmother rest assured!” Though Wu Chengxu himself cared little for such matters, for Grandmother’s sake, and to remind those with different intentions of their place, he knew what things must not be taken lightly.

Hadn’t Yun Xiu once given Linghu Han a remedy? Though it hadn’t cured Linghu Seventeen’s illness, it was effective. Just one dose during an episode could largely suppress the symptoms.

Now the White Tiger Spirit was genuinely afraid. Even the soul-reaping ghost, whose cultivation was on par with his, was easily defeated. How could he stand a chance?

After running for about the length of an incense stick, Lu Fan no longer saw the three pursuers behind him. He slowed his pace, intending to find a safe place to rest.

The atmosphere grew awkward again. Ru Xuan had just ascended to clan leader, yet discord already surfaced among her subordinates. She felt as if it were her fault and grew somewhat embarrassed.

Seeing her like this, everyone turned their eyes to Shui Yi, their gazes filled with encouragement and trust.

Meanwhile, the soul-reaping ghost also faced obstruction. His opponent was Feishi, one of the four war generals under the Northern Domain’s Sky King.

“What a disgraceful panic. There must be no loud noise within the mansion, especially in front of the old general. Have you forgotten the rules of this household?” The steward beside the old general quickly stepped forward to reprimand, glaring angrily at Bangu.