Chapter 1213: County Magistrate Man Gu

The letter from Mangu was lengthy, peppered with literary illusions that had no business being there, and capped off with archaic particles that disrupted the flow.

Stripping away this superfluous filler, Lu Yang distilled the essence of the message, which effectively read: a haunting in the county seat defied all resolution, and he was imploring his senior brother for salvation.

Lu Yang found the situation utterly preposterous; how could Mangu, an esteemed grandmaster of the Void Refining stage, be so utterly powerless against a mere specter... then again, at the Void Refining stage, it was indeed beyond his capabilities.

"Old Meng, Junior Brother Man sent me a letter saying that over where they are—"

Glancing at Lele’s somewhat parched lips, it seemed she had scarcely taken a sip of water during the agonizing wait just now.

The moment I stepped into the company, I caught sight of Wang Liqiang standing by the clock-in station, wearing a look of smug triumph as he stared at me.

And the skinny ghost's sudden decision to flee... in Xie Xuanyi's estimation, meant the creature undoubtedly possessed knowledge of where its compatriots lay hidden.

For she felt that if someone were truly her closest kin, they ought not desire to hold her in such absolute, unyielding dominion, a sensation that left her deeply uneasy.

Jin Nanxue’s delicate countenance flushed crimson once more, prompting Emperor Mingqi to cease his teasing; he gestured for a nearby maidservant to place a few exquisite pastries before her, urging her with immense good humor to partake of a little more.

Years ago, when adversity befell Xie Xuanyi, the unbearable pressure forced the Great Sui Sword Palace into temporary reclusion, sealing its gates to the world during that perilous epoch.

This youth surnamed Duan possessed not an ounce of talent for the sword... yet for reasons unknown, the Law-Keeper held him in such high regard, even dispatching Senior Brother Qi Lie to receive him personally, seemingly intent on relegating him to the Lotus Peak.

Only the primary suspects had been looked after the previous night, so the number of individuals actually brought back was not particularly vast, amounting to roughly seven or eight thousand in total.

When Meng Ningxian wed Yu Chuanchuan, Hu Guizhi was still waiting to witness her downfall, eager to see how a woman stripped of her maternal family's backing would endure a wretched and miserable existence after marriage.

"Phew!" The thirty-odd cultivators across from them had caught Luo Fang's words; they exhaled a long sigh of relief, exchanging glances that brimmed with unalloyed joy.

Two ancient beasts rushed before the tree simultaneously, and upon discovering the Bitter Wheel Fruit missing, they instantly blockaded the Three-Eyed clansmen from front and rear; the Draconic Serpent, noting that the egg it had deposited beneath the tree was likewise gone, stared at the seven individuals with lantern-like eyes turned crimson, twisting its body as its multi-fathom tail lashed through the air, triggering a succession of sonic booms.

The sovereign of the Heavenly Emperor Clan, who had previously courted disaster, spoke once more, his countenance now a mask of frantic anxiety and dread, his former arrogance completely vanished.

Lin Mu's figure materialized once again as he surveyed the conditions within the grotto, his brow furrowing slightly; this place bore no resemblance to a human dwelling, looking far more like a beast's lair.

Anzhou County fell under the jurisdiction of Deputy Bureau Chief Gu; if today's affair truly escalated into a public scandal, it would be Deputy Bureau Chief Gu who would ultimately have to bear the blame.

As the princess of the Yu family, Yu Feifei possessed numerous life-preserving mechanisms, yet her attendants were merely ordinary half-Saints lacking even a decent magical treasure, and thus, under the suppressing might of Guiguzi, they had no choice but to bow in submission.

Song Tianxi inhabited the vessel of Ying like a mere spectator, unable to command the physical form; he could only grow alongside it, sensing the primordial origin of the divine lineage as the body became as towering and formidable as a colossal mountain, and the soul shone as radiantly as the sun.

A wave of panic swept through the members of the three clans once more as they hastily withdrew the wounded for treatment, thoroughly bewildered and uncertain of how to contend with the self-detonating nature of these insect-men.

"Hahaha! Lin Fei, what does it matter even if you have stolen my dragon egg? This sovereign has absolutely no need for such things, for I am the child of destiny, the Supreme Emperor of the Nine Five, I am the dragon itself!!" Ying Zheng gesticulated wildly, his body coiling in midair, stretching endlessly like the Great Wall itself.

A plume of white smoke drifted behind the marine, and Zhang Ye, wielding the Tensa Zangetsu, sliced the man cleanly in two with a single strike.

"Do not be rash, we must confine the rabbit temporarily and see what tomorrow brings," Dong Ning thought, his mind already easing, though he resolved to wait and observe; should the rabbit manifest some transformation overnight... after all, the Prince's poisoning could still be delayed for a few days. He had no wish to harm the Prince through short-sighted impatience.