Chapter Thirty-Three The Cold Water Squad

Since I was a child, I have heard a folk song along the Yellow River: “Cold Water Sluice, Cold Water Sluice, at night the lanterns float upstream, the faceless old man, the bodiless old woman, and the little darling who cries every day…”

The terrain around Cold Water Sluice is strange as well. Two abrupt mountains form a corner, creating a cave in between. Passing through the cave and traveling another dozen miles takes you to East Sand Ridge on the western bank.

Back in the years when the Nian Army caused unrest...

Completely disregarding my opinion, Yukari Yakumo, after changing clothes, was half-forcibly pulled onto Yuyuko’s lap.

Toyosatomimi no Miko immediately brightened up, but still wanted to seek the opinions of the others.

As the car crossed the speed bump and drove forward, Ling Ke gazed out the window and saw a scene straight out of a fairy tale.

This person’s name was Ying Xun, the chief disciple under the Golden Domain, and one of the few in the Shangqing Hall with a unique expertise in pursuit and intelligence gathering.

“I told you to squat down a little, not to lie down! Don’t lean your back backward!” Bai Nanxiu corrected Ling Ke’s posture for the third time.

As the saying goes, where there’s one, there’s bound to be another—coincidences are never isolated. So in her view, if Qin Yang could bully Hai Lanlan, he could just as easily bully her too.

A moment ago, the breeze carried a few scattered words. If not for my exceptional hearing, I would never have realized that someone was lurking nearby.

The tribulation lightning had arrived. With a long howl, Tang Yuan felt as if an endless power surged within him, torrents of energy pouring from his right arm, nourishing his body. Throwing his head back, he let out a sky-shaking roar and unleashed a mighty punch.

Hou Yi felt a little embarrassed, for he had merely done a favor in passing. In terms of seniority, or any other measure, the golden wolf king—also known as the Sword Dao Venerable—was either a brother or a close friend. So giving it a check-up was only natural.

But alas, their skills were inferior. Rushing in would only mean death. If their enemy truly wanted the siblings dead, they wouldn’t even have a chance to fight back. Moreover, since their mission in China was secret, if the three of them died, who would protect their old master? Who could they trust?

To be honest, judging by her usual willful antics, I even suspect that the reason she wants to eat python meat is so she can raise her strength and then give Fang Ran a good thrashing.

Ji Feiyu’s face was filled with resentment. If only his Leaf-Lapis Shield had recovered, how could the Shadow Marquis be so brazen? Guo Pengfei wouldn’t dare charge into the battlefield lightly, and if he was held up again, Ji Feiyu would truly be in danger.

“It’s a gift from the child, just accept it. Come on, see what it is!” Cong Deyuan was overjoyed, thinking Sun Bing handled things beautifully. He didn’t care much about the gift itself; what mattered was that it made him look good in front of Qian Ning.

A few men sitting nearby immediately turned their faces, vying to steal a glance at that thigh. Even the silver-haired old man trembled as he turned, licking his lips.

“Lord of the Clouds, be cautious,” the Daoist of Supreme Truth warned gravely, afraid that the Lord of the Clouds might act rashly and bring disaster upon them all.

Of course, to Lord Minghua, this was a trivial matter—a mere common True Immortal, nothing at all in the Three Radiance Prefecture, and in the divine city filled with True Immortals, not even worth mentioning.

Finally, more than three months passed. Du Feng remained in quiet cultivation, never once stepping outside the courtyard gate. Even Ah Chou hadn’t ventured out, which stirred up rumors among the disciples of Spirit Herb Peak. Nightly revelry was one thing, but not even stepping out for air during the day? Wouldn’t that affect their nutrition?

“Junior Brother Du, what are you saying? You’re standing up for all of us disciples from the Five Regions. We might not be able to help much, but we absolutely support you. We’ve long been fed up with the arrogant faces of those disciples from Azure Mist Sect,” one disciple promptly agreed.