Chapter 89: Unorthodox Ways and Crooked Paths

Zhang Xuan, the corpulent Taoist of Mount Mao, once said that a “heaven-reaching token” was a treasure enough to tempt even immortals.

Thus, only those who cultivated the Dao could rely on such a treasure, together with secret arts, to reach the will of Heaven and invite the righteous gods of Heaven to descend and exorcise demons in defense of the Dao.

Heaven-reaching tokens came in many forms, chiefly rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures, but also certain magical implements imbued with vast power, among them talismans.

Back then, Zhang Xuan had relied on the world’s finest fire-thunder talisman, together with Mount Mao’s “Flame-Virtue Treasure Altar,” to summon the Fire Division.

What the Demon Emperor did not know was that when Howling Celestial Dog set up this formation, it had been designed especially for the demon race, tailored to their very nature.

Luo Chen gave a low shout, and astral essence and spiritual power surged into action together, beginning to draw those powder-like points of light together and condense them.

Since Six-Ears had put it so plainly, Yaoji’s face instantly turned bright red. She grabbed the bewildered Yang Chan and fled at once. Hao Tian and Yaochi were also taken aback when they heard it, for neither of them had expected Six-Ears to come these days to propose marriage, and to bring betrothal gifts at that—prepared by Nether River, clearly at Nether River’s behest.

Upon hearing Di Jun’s message, Kunpeng likewise replied by transmission: “Indeed, I’m afraid I have to disappoint you. It is not that I refuse to say; there is truly no good solution.” Though somewhat surprised that Di Jun would speak to him in this way, his answer remained unchanged.

“A change of pace,” Ling Duyu said indifferently. “Go on with your business.” With that, he left with Hu Meier and Qing Die. He did not want to say another word to Wang Guangxi.

After the clash, however, his true essence stalled for a moment, and a sharp pain shot through his palm, which was why he glanced down at it.

“Sir, just tell me,” Butterfly Dream said, nodding in agreement, her voice tinged with pleading.

As expected, Zi Muchen’s expression was extremely grim. He had long known that Batu Lu would make a move, but he had never imagined that from the very beginning, things would already have been heading toward an irreparable end.

“Then that’s settled. Bing Zhanyan, do you dare make a wager with me?” Ye Zhengfeng said, staring at Bing Zhanyan with burning eyes.

At once, the people of the Wu clan shouted curses in fury. Clearly, Baili Dengfeng’s words had once again stirred their rage. Yet Baili Dengfeng remained calm and unruffled, offering no rebuttal at all, only smiling at Xing Tianmang and waiting for his answer.

Before this, the appearance of a single immortal had already caused a tremendous uproar; now, eight earthly immortals had appeared at once. It was beyond imagination.

Before Zhou Jiping could think any further, the chieftain issued new orders, and this time it was the shaman’s turn to step forward.

“Left Seven... is Left Seven dead?” Right Five’s face instantly went numb, as though all feeling had drained from it. His limbs trembled weakly, his vision spun, and two lines of hot tears streamed down uncontrollably.

Blackhead handed Lin Ke’er an astronaut’s helmet and a pair of gloves. Lin Ke’er took them and put them on one by one.

Qin Yang was indeed outstanding, but the sort of excellence he possessed was not something one could see at a glance, so ordinary women of shallow allure would not cling to him.

Lin Qi could not help thinking of the old joke, “seasoned driver, take me with you.” Of course, he was not some lust-starved lecher, and he would not truly believe the words of those old hands.

His clothes burst apart, revealing scales all over his body. Before long, he had grown to more than five meters tall, like a towering divine giant.

Qin Yang roughly flipped through them. There were messages from Wu Tianqi and Zhao Ting, as well as from Tong Lele and Leng Ruoxi. Nearly all the rest were from Meng Yutong, which showed just how anxious that girl had been, unable to get through to Qin Yang by phone.

Fan Ailing frowned in confusion at Cheng Guirong’s wife. In the past, she almost never came to their house, so why had she suddenly come now?

Aunt Liu was the first to spot Chen Niannian. The moment she saw her, a weight seemed to lift from her heart, and she hurried forward as if she had seen a savior.

In the afternoon, Old Yu had Dashan invite the village head and several elder kinsmen over, and they sat in the main room discussing the matter of dividing the family household.