Volume One, Chapter 135: The Hunters' Guild Headquarters

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“Does the promise once made by your Mountain-Shifting Ape clan still stand?”

Montage repeated the words exactly as Dang Kang had taught him.

“Yuan Li of the Mountain-Shifting Ape clan pays his respects to the Holy Emissary.”

The Mountain-Shifting Ape’s gaze lingered on Montage for a moment. Then it dropped to one knee, bowed its head, and extended a hand.

“What is it trying to do?” Montage asked Dang Kang, somewhat puzzled.

“It is showing its submission. If you accept, shake its hand.”

Lu Jinyuan rubbed his fists, eager to get started, while Lu Changle let him do as he pleased and turned to check on the other big catch, Fan Sanbo.

To have met you in this life, to have known you, learned your name, and spent these past few days with you—

There probably would not be many of them, but he could inspire the defenders of Longle City and increase the casualties suffered by the Zheng family army.

It could not be helped. Saint George no longer had that much time. Even if he refused to act, he might well be the last pope. The Federation would certainly do something to the Church.

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After going back and forth, the two younger sisters each transferred more than three thousand yuan. When the other party demanded that they send even more money, they finally sensed that something was wrong.

When Cao Zhiqiang followed Section Chief Zeng back to the room where Zhang Qianjin was being held, he saw Zhang Qianjin with bloodshot eyes and panic written all over his face. He looked thoroughly terrified, without a trace of his earlier indignation or resentment.

Zhou Qingyun sat before the mirror as Xu Lang applied her makeup. Looking at Xu Lang’s face, she found it difficult to believe her eyes.

Xu Lang nodded. His visit to the Cliff of Reflection was certainly not for sightseeing. His main purpose was to search for a cavern—to find the place where the elders of the Demon Sect had been buried. Within that cave were also the techniques of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, as well as the methods for countering them. All of these could be considered sword formulas.

“I have remained on this throne so that the State of Xu would not suffer the invasion of demons and monsters. If I abdicate, the demons and monsters will come attacking.”

Jian Jueshi’s expression shifted slightly. He looked toward the Heavenly Origin Sword, only to see a figure standing atop its tip—the Withered-Bone Sword Saint.

How could Chen Feng possibly protect the Quinn family, when he had no connection with them to begin with?

Yet now, she increasingly felt the benefits of having a dream. She could work hard to learn things that seemed inconspicuous but would prove extremely useful at certain moments, gradually absorbing them into herself until, before she knew it, she had mastered them on a profound level.

As soon as these words were spoken, Zheng Xin and Qiu Yizhi were instantly jolted awake. They exchanged glances, yet neither could utter a word.

After receiving the spirit crystal, Qiuxiang was immediately satisfied, her beautiful eyes curving into crescent moons. Come to think of it, after disguising himself with the Thousand Illusions Mask, Ye Xing had also changed his name to “Moye.” After all, there was no guarantee that the people of the two supreme factions would be unable to uncover the name Ye Xing.

“Hmph! Does becoming emperor mean that anyone may kill or spare whomever they please?” Qiu Yizhi demanded angrily.

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Nothing had happened on the mountain. If anything truly did occur, the mountain spirit within Spirit Mountain would naturally notify them.

The giant deep-water python swam toward Chen Feng in great excitement, then immediately plunged into the Divine Water Treasure Pagoda.

Although Xia Qing did not want to shoulder these burdens with that man, that did not mean everything would proceed according to her wishes.

At that moment, however, this old man in Tang attire merely released a casual hint of pressure, and it was enough to leave him struggling for breath.

Outside Moonfall stood two ginkgo trees. Ginkgo trees symbolized enduring, far-reaching longing, as well as faith carried away on the wind. Shaoxun, you will return in the next season when the flowers bloom, won’t you?

When everyone saw that the rear of the venue was also packed with people, they found members of every sect and school promoting their teachings. The renowned Confucian, Buddhist, and Daoist traditions all had numerous disciples and believers present. Among them, Dragon-Tiger Mountain, Mount Mao, and Skycloud Mountain were especially imposing, their momentum surging like a rainbow.

“Elder Deng, I do not understand. Why did you agree with Xu Le?” Third Sister’s voice reached Xu Le’s ears.

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