Chapter 150: The Celebration Approaches

The successful creation of the Flowing Cloud Sword and Armor Talisman brought the three of them even closer, and in their leisure time, they frequently gathered to discuss cultivation insights.

Bai Yueling made a rubbed copy of some jade slips she had obtained from Elder Moyuan regarding the analysis of medicinal herb energy characteristics and gifted it to Lin Shixuan, which also provided inspiration for the latter's talisman-making craft.

Bolstered by the new talisman, Wang Qingxiao's confidence soared, and he became even more diligent in tempering his physique and combat skills daily.

Right amidst such peaceful and fulfilling days of cultivation, a piece of news—

Upon hearing Wuye's words, everyone felt it was somewhat impossible, yet upon careful reflection, it actually made a certain amount of sense.

The voices of the crowd were a boiling cauldron, with shouting and cursing ceaselessly echoing in the air. The Liangshan lackeys who had landed from the boats surrounded the tavern impenetrably. Chao Gai, Liu Tang, Wu Yong, Gongsun Sheng, and other chieftains had already aggressively charged into the shop! Yet before Chao Gai could even open his mouth to curse, he was startled to discover that Bai Sheng, with his hands bound behind his back, was actually inside the shop as well.

The best approach was to repel this troublemaking Konoha ninja and then swiftly have Hanzo, the leader of Amegakure, sign the treaty. Once the treaty took effect, even if Hanzo wanted to go back on his word, it would be no easy feat, after all, the binding nature of a treaty carried the tacit mutual consent of the Five Great Nations.

Yang Zhi was originally nothing more than a mere inspection officer in the Palace Marshal's Mansion, and the subordinate teeth-generals under Gao Qiu rarely held him in high esteem. At present, Yang Zhi still believed that he had earned some military merits alongside Xiao Tang in western Jing, and that Gao Qiu intended to win him over. Only then had Gao Qiu's confidants come to cultivate relations with him.

Because the dishes prepared with the vitality of the second realm possessed a miraculous recovery effect.

Liu Mingyan was laughing endlessly in her heart, but on the surface, she dared not show it, fearing she might upset her dear aunt.

Just as the ruffian finished his curses and shouting, loud sounds of indignant uproar and clamor erupted once more from within the hall. Shouts of cursing and cries demanding action rose in a chaotic chorus, as if everyone inside the grand hall wished they could instantly rush out, draw their blades, and fight to the death with others.

However, Zhu Chenhuan was different. From the moves Zhu Chenhuan had just made, it was clear that he was no bleeding-heart do-gooder; he possessed a meticulous mind and ruthless methods. There was no telling if he truly might commit such actions that incurred the wrath of both gods and men for the sake of his own country.

She knew that although her actions could deceive Sikong Chen and Lan Lu, who were unfamiliar with her, the man before her could clearly perceive that she was the one behind it.

Yet Wu Ling just struck him a couple more times, then turned her head away, leaving only her back in his view.

The three white arrows of light shot directly into the tree monster's trunk, but they were directly absorbed by it, failing to inflict any real damage upon it.

"What kind of beast is Chaos? Why do you call it our old friend?" Songyang Longlu asked.

"This matter has already been properly handled by me. I must ask Dean Hua not to inquire any further and place me in a difficult position," said Zhou Wutian.

Only then did it become apparent that the current Jinyiwei possessed an extremely thin foundation, falling far short of their past weaknesses.

This Post-Festival, which fell three days after the Double Seventh Festival, was not just in Hanyang; other towns in Jiangshan Prefecture that recognized the concept of the Double Seventh Festival were much the same. Although the ripples of the events from the previous days had not yet fully subsided, they still could not block those heartfelt mutual understandings and romantic messages passed across the river. Romance was often laughable when spoken of, yet even more laughable in practice.

What should they do? How should they reply? The two looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what to say. Were their identities about to be exposed?

This conjecture made him unable to remain standing by the seashore any longer; he hurriedly turned around and dashed toward the interior of the island.

Her coordination with Old Man Zhang was extremely tacit—one played the good cop while the other played the bad cop, but their ultimate goal was the same, both considering the interests of their sect and its numerous disciples.

"Keep a close eye on the bloodstain and don't let it escape! Notify the people outside to prepare to close the net!" shouted the Second Elder of the Xu family as he pursued relentlessly.

However, once they encountered a formidable opponent, the weakness of this method became glaringly obvious. Because it relied on the cooperation of several puppets to hold a rival in check, the moment a single puppet was knocked down, the offensive formation formed by the remaining puppets would instantly shatter, allowing the opponent to roll the momentum like a snowball.