Chapter 116: In Unspeakable Misery

Ruan Mianmian anxiously watched as Qi Yan tossed the pill aside. She fixed her eyes desperately on the medicine as it rolled several times across the floor, finally coming to rest by the foot of the bed. Quickly, she bent down to pick it up and blew on it gently.

Holding the pill tightly in her hand, Ruan Mianmian said sorrowfully, “This is a medicine I exchanged my life for—how could you just throw it away?” Her eyes reddened with emotion.

Unwilling to spend a hundred thousand points to exchange for life energy, she bore a cold expression and said with a sharp, murderous tone, “Tell me, who is your accomplice?!” Such a grave matter could not have been undertaken alone, leaving no backup.

“The clan leader is Mario Lanye. His son is Reef. Mario has a brother named Lan Yeweit, but Yeweit is an adopted son, so their relationship is strained. Yeweit has a son named Mire, but he likely has no chance now, since everyone knows that Reef is the heir,” Porter explained in detail.

After hearing Jian Chunqiu’s words, Nie Chen couldn’t help but laugh heartily. Looking at Jian Chunqiu with mockery shining in his eyes, he said, “Two Soul Kings trying to snatch Xue Ling from under Chiyuan Zhantu’s nose? It’s laughable—they’re not even worth a bite. It would make more sense if they were two Soul Emperors.”

“Don’t ask. If you knew, you wouldn’t have any appetite!” Xie Xin had to answer vaguely, knowing now was not the time to lose his temper.

The blade emitted a piercing whine as it swung left and right, creating countless afterimages. Every time the wolf demon lunged, it was slashed and wounded.

The talented scholar became even more intrigued by the ice mortar after the professor’s explanation, yet his current concern was his own predicament.

“What about the leader of the dungeon guards? Is he dead?” Yan Yue was very curious to know how many people had been implicated by last night’s events.

“I don’t understand one thing: as a late Perfected stage cultivator, how could the district elder be injured by a cultivator at the early Great Success mid-stage? And years ago, your cousin, you had reached the peak of the late Great Success stage—how did he fall to this person’s subordinate?” The tall, thin cultivator seemed uneasy as he posed his question.

Xuan Yuan Xiao, seizing the precious seconds gained by Sword Elder’s delay, instantly dodged, narrowly avoiding the powerful strike.

A piercing scream shattered the sky, as a flash of white light darted like a dragon and phoenix, shimmering before vanishing.

While dodging, Zhao Canyang summoned the “Twin Blades of Wind and Fire,” continually fending off the enemy’s assault.

This was difficult to explain for the moment; Mi Jia was troubled. Could it be that the United States had no such customs?

“Thunder Slash.” Zhao Canyang unleashed a powerful electric shockwave, striking toward Landeshill.

Lin Chi looked at Cheng Banxia, then chuckled softly. “Perhaps,” he said before turning and leaving without another word.

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