Violence Alone Wasn't Enough

"Ereshkigal, thank you so much for your help back in the Abyss!" Ritsuka Fujimaru greeted Ereshkigal in the air with a beaming smile.

"W-Why are you waving at me like we're friends?!" The dark-skinned Ereshkigal took a small step back and said awkwardly, "I-I don't know you at all!"

"This goddess has made it clear: anyone who comes to my underworld is my slave!" Ereshkigal said angrily. "You have to work every day... For many days in a row, he ate nothing but edible plants gathered from the woods. Somehow, he had found stones resembling pots, specifically for boiling the food. Every day was so bland that he no longer knew what flavor was, but it was better than nothing.

I called Tan Xi. He said they were about ready over there too, so our group set out to find them. We agreed to meet downstairs from Ding Ding's home.

A gentle breeze brushed through the flowers, scattering petals into her hair. He raised his hand and plucked them away one by one. She merely watched without moving, her eyes filled with amazement.

The strange monk was on the other side of this mountain peak. Being able to seize a patch of hillside and settle down under the old Daoist of Upper Peak Mountain, he was naturally no ordinary staff-wielding fighter.

Xianglong ignored Fan Seng. He was too desperate to learn about those matters, and a trace of anticipation and unease appeared on his face.

Shao Yan continued to pour another stream of spiritual energy into the boy's body, forcibly expanding his spiritual body once more so that he could surpass the other boys in future cultivation.

"There are fish here?" Zhao Gonghui looked around at the pitch-black surroundings. The mercenaries following him seemed to have agreed in advance not