Chapter 143: Alchemical Golem
Qi Xiao agreed reluctantly. Selt’s eyes lit up at once, and he nodded repeatedly.
Wizards’ banquets often lasted an astonishingly long time, sometimes three to five days. Qi Xiao naturally had no intention of wasting that long here. As dusk approached, he found an excuse to take his leave of Xie Lin.
Xie Lin had just come out of the kitchen. After hearing Qi Xiao’s reason for leaving, he made no attempt to keep him, merely bidding him farewell with a smile and welcoming him to visit again.
Holding his wine cup, Xie Lin looked toward the potbellied—
Even more frightening was that the amount of time I could remain in the real world was growing shorter and shorter. Just like Doctor He and the others, each appearance lasted several minutes less than the previous one.
Gu Yu thought it over again. In any case, she had no other certainty to rely on. After turning the matter over in her mind again and again, she gradually calmed down. The Eight Directions Tower was the dowry shop of the Lu family’s second young mistress, while Linjiang Tower also belonged to the Lu family. Could there be some hidden connection between them that had caused the two sides to mistake friend for foe?
Recently, because the front courtyard was being renovated, Second Madam Zhuo had moved her affairs to the main courtyard. People were constantly coming and going, and she was so busy that she could barely keep her head above water. Chun Ying watched from a distance beneath the corridor for a while and decided that it was not a convenient time to speak. Gritting her teeth, she could only leave for the moment.
By then, the Zeng family residence had already begun its reconstruction. The broken walls and ruins had all been cleared away. Though Master Zeng was still grieving, at least he no longer had to be confronted by scenes that reopened his wounds. Besides, the long journey had consumed much of his time and energy. In the end, facing the busy scene of renewed prosperity, he merely shed a few tears and choked out sobs for two hours.
Only moments ago, the person everyone had once considered the luckiest individual in the Illusion Realm had, under the gaze of countless spectators, successfully defeated the non-player character in the final battle of the Contest for the Throne.
At the time, Lin Xi had been completely dumbfounded. She could not understand how an impassioned commendation of the Thirteenth Lady had somehow dragged her into the matter, nor could she understand how her obvious act of repaying a debt of gratitude could possibly be compared with the Thirteenth Lady’s marriage. Yet that was precisely what had happened—and they had even petitioned for Lin Xi to be granted a title.
What a thing to say… Hua Xi had long since seen through the fact that you, her own birth mother, had also abandoned your daughter. Arguing with her over such meaningless matters would only upset yourself. Mother had been willing to abandon the Mu family and leave with Father back then; she must have seen through the true faces of the people in that household. If it had been her, she would probably have left long ago as well.
Nangong Yang considered the matter and felt that Nangong Hao’s words were not without reason. Their Maoshan Heretical Sect had been mortal enemies of the Maoshan Orthodox Sect since ancient times. If Yuan Shuai had not interfered and thrown everything into disorder back then, Nangong Hao’s virus experiment would not have ended in such utter failure.
Meng Yueyun frowned as she watched the Corrosive Insect King emerge from beneath the earth. Its body was bizarre, resembling some monstrous alien creature. It had three legs and a triangular head like that of a venomous snake, giving it an exceptionally vicious appearance. Its enormous, crushing jaws were so wide that, when fully opened, they would probably be larger than its entire head.
“Big guy!” Seeing that the situation was turning bad, Yuan Shuai hurriedly cast the first form of the Maoshan Sword-Sacrifice Art once more—Giant Transformation. A huge, baleful sword radiance cleaved down onto the Half-Bodied Asura’s sharp claws. White smoke billowed up, and the Half-Bodied Asura, evidently in pain, had no choice but to release the Flame-Mountain Demon.
They had originally thought they were merely there to make their presence felt. They had never expected to face a team with such an intense desire to win the championship.
As for such a request from the victim’s family, Lin Sa naturally replied that he would do everything in his power. Just as everyone was thrown into chaos, a nurse came to inform them that Liu Jiao had regained consciousness.
“More or less. In any case, when it comes to dealing with those monsters, it’s at least far more useful than the standard weapons we have now.”
Bai Gang was utterly helpless in the face of this outcome. He had never imagined that merely rescuing the Sacred Duze Empire would have such a tremendous impact on the Blackrock Kingdom as well.
That was why he loved this film. At least during the lowest point of his life, it had given him a much-needed boost of courage.
Over the past few days, Li Tianfeng had grown increasingly familiar with using his techniques flexibly. The instant-kill principle of the Drawn-Sword Art was almost second nature to him now. Even the first form of the Nine Divine Sword Forms, Heaven-Splitting Slash, had become considerably more familiar.