Chapter 51: The Truth About What Happened Then

Xurui’s lips twitched, and her expression turned strange. Clearly, she found Bu’s mother’s words impossible to understand.

“The insect race is the insect race—bloodthirsty and brutal, regarding humans as food. That is their nature. It is no longer human. You cannot shield the insect race like this.”

“No! He is human!”

Bu’s mother was stubborn. She spread her arms and stood in front of the man.

“There is not a single difference between him and my younger brother, from head to toe. Besides, he has never harmed anyone—”

Li Qiguang reached out and embraced him. Bai Majun naturally opened his arms, then gently patted his back. To him, his adorable Brother Qiguang was much like Jin Xuejun of their group—both were the lovable sort. Younger brother?

After seeing off the family of Wang Yuchu and settling everything, it was already deep into the night. Snacks had been set out on the table, but neither of them had eaten much. After all, this was hardly a happy occasion. Yet the questions in Guo Tao’s heart far outweighed his sorrow. At last, he spoke.

The arrival of Er Linzi brought many of the ongoing discussions to a halt. In Fengjie County, Er Linzi was practically a legendary figure. This was especially true among those in the pig-breeding industry, who held him in profound fear and caution. A single word from him could completely determine another person’s business prospects.

Tang Jiuling had died beneath the Nine Yin Ghost Claw, which meant the matter was now connected to the Ghost Gate. When Tang Shaoyang had tried to kill him before, the final obstacle had been the Ghost Elder of the Ghost Gate. Now Tang Jiuling had once again died at the hands of someone from the Ghost Gate. What exactly was the relationship between the Tang family and the Ghost Gate?

Unexpectedly, that bastard was still scheming against her from time to time, just as he had in the past, making her absolutely furious.

Uncle Wang staggered along crookedly. Before he had taken more than a few steps, he collapsed onto the ground and fell asleep with his arms around the wine bottle.

Of course, that was the price after it had been dried. Freshly unearthed notoginseng usually sold for forty per catty.

“I was blinded by greed. Please, please grant me some tribulation power. I truly cannot take it anymore,” Bai Feng begged miserably.

Seeing the enthusiastic response, Huang Ying’er stifled a laugh. Of course, one picture alone was nowhere near enough.

But if denial from outside forces would harm Bai Majun, then the White Horse fans’ position was unwavering: they would never allow Bai Majun to suffer any harm, whether to his image or in any other respect.

Shadowless and Traceless pondered for a moment, then drew a battered secret manual from his robes and tossed it to Cheng Buyou. Cheng Buyou flipped through it carelessly, unable to tell whether it was genuine, but eagerly stuffed it into his robes.

Leng Feng watched as everyone worked with feverish enthusiasm, his heart surging with excitement. With this batch of magical equipment and cultivation resources, the strength of the Blade Society would rise by a substantial margin. He slowly stepped toward the restrictive formation.

“We’ve finally arrived.” Mu Han sighed as he spoke. None of them dismounted, because Instructor Ge Shan and Liu Shi were both in poor condition—one unconscious and the other seriously injured. They could only enter the academy grounds in the carriage.

“From here on, we don’t need to do anything. We just hide in the shadows and enjoy the spectacle,” Ma Xiaoyao said with a beaming smile.

Hiss… A collective gasp rang out. One mage stared at the scene transmitted through the Mirror Image Spell and cried out in astonishment, “Good heavens! Ma Ao is incredibly powerful!”

On the screen, a vast army of skeletons filled the land, numbering more than a thousand. Among them were many skeleton warlords, and even a very small number of skeleton generals.

Zhang Liuliang pulled out the cigarette that invariably became crumpled whenever he got into a fight. After struggling for quite some time to find his lighter, he leaned against the corner of the wall and began to smoke.

“Dan Chen is so powerful that he must be cultivating the Heavenly Ancestor Dharma Body. Sister, let’s not ask any more questions,” Shen Mo’er said at once, stepping in to smooth things over when Dan Chen hesitated and failed to answer.

Although her eyes were stern, her heart was filled with fear and guilt. If he had not been expelled from the Chu family, he would naturally have entered the martial world under the guidance of the family’s experts. How could those evil heretics ever have come near him? And if Lin Jing were to stray down the path of evil, how could she ever live with herself?