Chapter 1141: The Cursed Shadow Recording Orb

Upon the white expanse of Lu Yang’s robe, sundry patterns drifted toward his chest, shifting silently to fix their gaze upon Jin Caiwei.

Even without casting a glance backward, Jin Caiwei felt a multitude of eyes boring into her from behind, so consumed by shame that she wished the earth would split open and swallow her whole.

She had disgraced herself beyond measure!

Upon learning that Lord Shi belonged to the Qiongqi clan, it suddenly put Lu Yang in mind of the tiger demon he had encountered at the very beginning.

That beast, hovering at the threshold of the Golden Elixir realm, seemed to possess a diluted strain of the Qiongqi lineage, excelling in the subjection of ghost slaves—the very origin of the old adage concerning those who assist the tiger in its malice.

The flame of the candle in Faqiuzhi’s hand flickered unsteadily, causing the shadows beneath us to writhe and twitch into something deeply uncanny; in such an atmosphere, the sight sufficed to make one's flesh crawl with a cold sweat, bringing a persistent sensation that something lurked close behind.

Seeing that Wang the Fat Man could offer no coherent account, I lost no time in relating to him how he had just vanished inexplicably, and how my grandfather had now likewise vanished without a trace.

Rena froze suddenly, struck dumb; indeed, Wu Sanniang spoke the truth, for the stakes she had wagered were far too high, and at our tender age, we truly had no right to dictate her course of action.

"What do you think?" The only one capable of rendering Zhao Jiulong anxious was perhaps Yan Qingqing; intending to tease this wild, unbridled madman of the Zhao house, Xiang Yu adopted a woeful expression as he spoke.

Linghu Shang nodded with a wooden countenance, stepping back several paces to watch with wide, helpless eyes as the mysterious skeleton led Meng Xiangdong and his retinue away right before them.

A sudden realization dawned upon me, and I blurted out, "Damn your eyes, when did I ever suspect you of playing the ghost to terrify me? Devil take you, this is a confession of your own accord." With that, I rolled up my sleeves and advanced toward him.

Those who craved such contraband were bound to be rotten to the core by nature, and being drug traffickers besides, to permit such people to draw breath was nothing short of a sin against heaven.

The very instant the Vermilion Bird martial soul manifested, its beak gaped wide to pour forth a deluge of golden flames like a raging, torrential flood; the moment the venomous fires encountered the golden blaze, they were utterly incinerated into nothingness.

Upon beholding this stone, Xuantong Six-Ears commanded the Six Holy Guardians to remain, while the rest of the disciples withdrew from the secret chamber to shield their master as he absorbed the divine power of the sacred rock.

Lin Peng observed that the sword possessed remarkably elegant lines, its style reminiscent of a Tang Dynasty blade yet bearing subtle differences, suggesting it was a masterpiece from the twilight years of that empire.

With a sharp crack, the beast snapped at empty air, while Li Mu, seizing the fleeting chance, slipped behind its back and allowed his form to materialize.

Though this Spiny Manlong reigned as the master of a mountain, the last thing he desired was to provoke the Tang Dynasty pilgrims seeking the scriptures; yet for the grand cause of the demon realm's resurgence, he had no choice but to garrison the Spiny Ridge. He had prayed to the heavens to shield him from the pilgrims' sight. In the end, having been so monstrously cruel in his daily life and having brought about the deaths of so many innocent folk of the Western Regions, retribution had come for him at last.

"Wu Kang, do not call me Jingjing, for we are hardly well-acquainted; I find the fare here quite excellent, so you had best go upstairs and dine by yourself," Chen Jing said with a touch of displeasure, though her words still bore a thin veneer of civility.

"Is everyone unharmed?" Li Mu glanced toward Tianbao and Chen Jing, who was currently shielded by Bulbasaur; he had not yet found the moment to check on the creature's condition, but now it appeared that its rapport with Chen Jing was progressing rather well.

"Alas, it seems more trouble is afoot!" Yao Chi, who had not long since joined the Red Eagle Brigade, also gave vent to a dismal cry of vexation.

Ultimately, with the aid of the Dragon King’s naval legions and the master and disciples seeking the scriptures, the tribe of Xue Yanming was delivered, and the entire army pressed northward to reclaim all the lost territories of Xue Yantuo. This beautiful legend of Xue Yantuo's paternal love, as vast as a mountain, spread widely among the common folk and has been passed down even to this very day.

"Could there be something lurking within that lake?!" Gaia too could no longer sit still; to have their energies transposed was wretched enough luck already! What manner of chaos were they to endure now?!

Yundie looked at the pair of them, nodding with a sigh of resignation as she spoke, "Only this once!" Seeing that Yundie had consented, Zhao Hangtian drew a lighter from his pocket and kindled Hou Yue's cigarette.

Before long, Liu Ruyin and Yu Shiqing had changed into their office uniforms and came slowly down the stairs, unable to help murmuring their appreciation for the sheer convenience of having a bathroom apiece.