Chapter 58

Later, out of concern for their own reputations, numerous celebrities united public opinion to attack Su Mo, claiming that he had stolen their kill. They alleged that they had severely wounded the boss, while Su Mo had merely snatched the fruits of their victory. Consequently, Su Mo became the target of harsh criticism.

The moment Lu Changkong laid eyes on Su Mo, a complex array of emotions flickered across his face—panic, relief, shock, and resentment.

However, Zhao Li's experiment proved successful: not just blood, but even the pure meat of the Deathclaw could provide "evolution progress" and a minuscule amount of "free attribute points."

Upon returning home, Madam Pan recounted the matter to the Earl of Bei'an, who repeatedly praised her for handling it well. Pan Shiqian, however, was unconvinced and stubbornly refused to agree to the idea.

Was it, as all of them felt in their hearts, a true surrender to Su Mo's terrifying combat prowess after witnessing him thrash the demon king as easily as one would beat a stray dog?

At the eldest brother's command, with three distinct pattering sounds, three pairs of furry paws covered their eyes.

Wisps of water vapor began to drift around Kaio's fists, but the moment they appeared, they were completely evaporated by the intense flames surrounding his body.

"You're finally here." Just as Ye Jiu was about to speak, the old man unexpectedly took the initiative.

Taking advantage of Mom's inattention, Xin Zhuizhuai shoved her aside. Disregarding the fact that she was wearing only her nightgown, she threw open the front door, sprinted down the stairs with rapid pattering steps, and bolted straight into the depths of the night without ever looking back.

Seeing the man become so manic and leave Xiao Mei'er's throat covered in slash marks with blood continuously welling out, Lin Yumeng was too terrified to speak another word.

When Song Baichuan finished speaking, Li Yunyang, the refined former chief executive, put down his teacup and gave two light coughs.

Lu Feiran smiled brightly and said, "It's me." Since you delivered yourself to my doorstep, don't blame me if my methods are a bit unseemly.

Although you can be a bit wicked and are quite the big lecher whose eyes are always wandering, none of those flaws can overshadow your fine qualities.

Because of this, in Greek mythology and the cultures influenced by it, those who went out to sea, encountered mermaids, and returned alive were hailed as braves. Conversely, spotting mermaids lurking near the shore was regarded as an ominous omen.

Kim Junmyeon and Kim Soomin stood frozen for a moment before hurriedly releasing Kim Jongin and grabbing the pre-prepared medical kit to stem the bleeding on that shell of a body.

"What is this? He clearly made an appointment with me, yet he goes missing." Xintong angrily kicked the door of Pike's house, a scene that happened to be witnessed by Wally passing by.

"Ningbing is not available right now. Whatever you have to say, just tell me directly, and I'll pass the message along for you," Ye Fei said indifferently.

Although Qingdai usually acted silly and looked like an easy target, once she entered her berserk mode, even Qinglu would rather not cross paths with her.

Upon tapping it open, she discovered that the software was actually an email client—specifically, the one used by the organization for communication.

With that, he pulled the bead back into his robes, flourished his flying sword, and the old man shot up into the sky. Glaring down at the two figures far below, he sneered, "Trying to run? It's not that easy!" In an instant, another short sword flew from his embrace, followed by two consecutive miserable shrieks. Then, a figure dropped to the ground beside the two of them.

The only thing capable of contending with this was the milky substance he had recently acquired, but at this moment, it showed no reaction whatsoever. Having helped him once before, it was not going to appear again now.

The deity Yuhuang was indeed formidable. As his divine persona matured, his cultivation grew increasingly profound, exerting an ever-stronger influence on his believers. What made him even more powerful, however, was that his innate allure ability had evolved once more, transforming into a divine power known as "Wordless."

Right now, his soul was locked in a struggle. If his physical body suffered further damage, it would inevitably cause injury to his soul, placing him in an even more perilous situation.

During the alliance assembly, the people of Lai charged forward according to pre-arrangement to attack Duke Ding of Lu, but Duke Jing of Qi turned a blind eye, remaining as steady as a mountain.

However, nirvana was not without risks; in fact, it carried immense danger. Specifically, their cultivation levels prior to nirvana would gradually decline until they became like ordinary mortals. During this phase, they possessed no offensive capability and were highly vulnerable to being killed, preventing them from achieving rebirth through nirvana.

Although Jiang Hai was baffled, he had no choice but to respond, sending out several sword qi waves as Crimson Blood materialized and swung through the air. He had no idea when he would be sealed again, as such power enhancements could not last indefinitely.

The next moment, five or six police officers walked in from outside. Leading them was none other than Wu Mei, who had once shared an intimate relationship with Ye Xuanyang and hadn't seen him for several days.

"Hmph!" Jiang Ruoqing still let out a heavy huff, walked over to the shade of a tree along the path ahead, and stopped to wait for Tang Ye.

Lin Sanqiu swallowed hard, wondering if the old Kuomintang veteran he was supposed to protect hadn't all fled to northern Myanmar and Taiwan.

Some intercepted car thieves, some dispensed vigilante justice upon scumbags, some sneaked undercover into restricted venues, and others engaged in scalping tickets or secretly photographing cheating husbands.

No matter what her attitude toward the Su family was—whether she felt lingering attachment or utter ruthlessness—she still held genuine affection for this only younger brother.

Now, these fleeing refugees had acquired firearms, which would inevitably bring even more trouble.

As emperor, Zhao Zhou naturally paid close attention to the movements within Bianjing. To a certain extent, these developments reflected the opinions of officials and citizens, holding extremely high reference value.

Chu Gongze's face drained of color as he fled in a panic, driving his car aimlessly through the city like a moth darting about without knowing where to go.

Yet no one could bring themselves to voice these thoughts. Everyone had supported one another through hardships for so many days, and Old Madam Liu had helped many people along the way. Abandoning her on the mountain trail now meant condemning her to death.

Sima Ling had been tortured beyond recognition, covered in wounds and bloody filth with his spirit crushed. Yet upon hearing the massive explosion and seeing the repeating crossbows in the hands of the loyal guards, his spirits soared.

Lin Sanqiu frowned and picked up two cotton swabs to wipe again, only to find the residue still came away as a black smudge. It took repeating the process five times before the area was finally clean.

Gazing at Song Zhixin, who remained calm and composed despite the crisis, Li Yanling was struck by the sudden sensation that she had finally found something to lean on.

"Master!" Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing changed color and hurriedly ran to Tang Seng's side to plead for Sun Wukong.

Afterward, he retraced his steps, closed the security door behind him, and acted as though nothing at all had happened.