Lingbo had gone through far too much today, more than she could understand at her age. Hearing this, she could not think of anything to refute, so she could only run over to Ji Xiaofu's side and keep her company.
Several crystals of different shapes and other miscellaneous items lay scattered across the gray rag before the goateed old man. Only one unusual crystal had been placed inside a white jade box. The box lay open, and orange-red flames actually clung to the surface of the fiery red crystal.
"You insolent madman! You dared to smash up my Murong Family's ancestral graves! We of the Gusu Murong Clan will never rest until one of us is dead!" Murong Fu said as he swung his sword and stabbed at the Sweeping Monk.
This meant having her spar with Jun Xiaoyao now, facing off against a man who had swept through four peerless geniuses and five top-tier sect masters all by himself.
Lu Beichen had returned from his business trip. The sharpness around him had not diminished; instead, it had grown stronger, though he did look tired as well.
Before Qu Huizi could ask what was enough, Ye Suifeng had already picked up a pebble and hurled it heavily at the wall ahead.
Wang Ran had already made his plan. He hung a secluded cultivation sign outside his cave abode to keep people from disturbing him, then devoted himself fully to cultivating Step by Step Lotus.
Having gained experience from killing a King-level being once before, Orange Spirit Baby had gotten smarter this time. After dealing with the Many-Eyed Demon Lord, it rummaged through its burst-open belly.
"The cultivation method you use to condense Shit-yellow Armor is indeed rather interesting." Lin Xiaoyao nodded and remarked.
Wang Ran continued questioning Zhao Fang, but