Chapter 42: The Eerie Coffin

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What the monk Ciji entrusted me with was actually just to return this coffin to its rightful owner.
This was truly beyond my expectations.
Initially, I thought that since he had traveled all the way to Gubetang and sought my help with such sincerity, he wanted me to avenge his master.
Now it seemed I had overthought the matter.
However, returning the coffin to its rightful owner suited my wishes just fine.
Without a doubt, this...
In the projection, Lin Zixiao recounted everything she and the others had done in the netherworld during this period, followed by a detailed account of her interaction with the future Zi Xiao and the information she had gathered.
Seeing the steamed bun in Madam Lu Wu's mouth and the exposed half of her flesh bulging out from the front of her blouse, what else could the people outside the door fail to understand? The looks they cast at her were now filled with utter contempt.
At this moment, the man rested his thumb on his chin with a pensive look on his face, as if racking his brains to figure out which family among those he knew on the Spirit Demon Continent had any connection to them.
A harsh gunshot rang out, accompanied by a scream. One of Ye Kai-cheng's subordinates was hit in the back and instantly collapsed.
The lavish banquet rivaled that of a grand restaurant, saving plenty of face. Naturally, everyone enjoyed themselves immensely eating such a hearty, free meal.
In particular, both of them possessed immensely profound internal energy. Even though she had made another breakthrough this time, the gap was still too vast. If they only engaged her in long-distance combat using true qi and palm force, it would spell serious trouble.
Hearing these words, the crowd besieging Qiao Feng felt a lingering bitterness in their hearts. They had ganged up on him because he was a foreigner, yet the martial arts used by their own side turned out to be those of foreigners, while the martial arts he employed were precisely the orthodox fist techniques passed down directly by the founder of their own dynasty. How could it seem as though this Khitan barbarian was the one upholding the prestige and reputation of the Han people?
At the thought of this, Xu Zuoyan awkwardly kicked the bed and punched the empty air a few times, as if beating up Ye Kai-cheng.
"So what? All the ghosts are sealed away by the freezing waters of the cold pool. Even if you can break the ice, you might not be able to take me out," Luo Shui said, looking at me.
Qin Tian was terrified. With three strides taken in two, he leaped forward in a single bound, catching her just before she fell.
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Just as Zhilan finished washing up and dressing, preparing to go have breakfast, she saw the Emperor storming furiously into her bedchamber.
Sheng Jingrui was a man who cherished talent and an astute businessman as well; he would never do anything that lacked profit.
A cultivator even more powerful than her ladyship, if they truly wanted to beat her up, could just reach out and deliver a slap like her ladyship did, sending her flying for a million miles.
Chen Ning defeated a warrior of the Profound King tier in such a short span of time, leaving everyone present speechless. To possess the strength of a Profound King at such an age was simply astonishing, and his combat prowess was far from ordinary.
She and Gouzi exchanged glances. After staring at each other for a few seconds, she quickly got out of bed and ran out to find Zhi Linming.
Therefore, she had merely given a passing reminder, and upon receiving no response from him, she said nothing more.
Actually, I hope the protagonist's life experiences are proportional to his personality—laughing heartily when it is time to laugh, fighting unreservedly when it is time to fight, tasting success, experiencing loss, making mistakes, and feeling regret, rather than maintaining a detached, wise facade from beginning to end.
Nanyue raised a hand to point, then poured her a cup of warm water and set it down, leaning helplessly against the side as she watched her enter the room.
The perfume will be sold in County M first, and we should stock up on plenty of inventory, which will be especially needed when opening up the market.
An Xin did not know why she felt the need to explain herself like that to Huo Mingjue. However, in her heart, she thought that giving such an explanation seemed like a very good thing for both her and Huo Mingjue, didn't it?
"What kind of thing?" Old Man Huangquan raised both hands and looked left and right. Having no worldly possessions, what could he possibly borrow?
Although her spiritual energy did not completely drain away like during her previous demonic obsession, she knew clearly that her emotions were difficult to control.
After going to work, everything was no different from usual, except that during a casual chat, she learned that someone went to check yesterday and their salary still hadn't been paid.
"Is this even the netherworld I know!" Maximum shouted inwardly. In the past, aside from the Underlord, who dared walk the beaten path when he walked sideways across the entire realm of yin and yang?
The workshops inside the cement product factory looked like newly built houses, and to the east of the factory stood newly constructed residential buildings.
Ling Wan probably never imagined that a man could turn out to be so utterly ruthless. As she left Gu Bo's place, she couldn't help turning back to take one last glance at him.
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"Alright, let's stay at the Yunzhi Inn in the southeast corner of the Chu Residence in Spirit City." Yun Lingxiu smiled, looking at his traveling companions along the way, and pointed to the inn not far away.
The two of them finally reached the intersection and saw Shi Dazhuang sleeping slumped inside the Hummer. This fellow had his head resting on the steering wheel, and with each snorting breath, the steering wheel swung left and right, while the front two wheels moved back and forth to this rhythm—it was quite a fascinating sight to behold.
The dormitory building was quite sturdy; only the upper floor slab had been pierced through, and it had been repaired and reoccupied over the past two days.
After walking about a hundred or so steps, a wall door appeared ahead, covered by a black curtain and looking extremely mysterious. The young master extended his spiritual sense onto it, only to have it blocked and bounced back.
"Young master, I know there is a spirit turtle with demigod existence there! That fellow comes from the Black Dragon Pool just like me, and his defense is astonishing. For nearly a thousand years we have been enemies, yet neither of us could do a thing to the other!" The wild flood dragon, having found a bizarre sense of belonging, began offering strategies. Right from the start, it played a heavy card, mentioning another arch-nemesis of demigod existence.
"The red tofu made by Grandma Wang at the head of the village is made with the seeds of this thing?" Chaozi actually felt a bit nostalgic for it; it was somewhat similar to pig's blood, but much more delicious in flavor.
Wang Chen followed the two men around numerous restrictions and traps, all the way to the fifth floor of the grand hall. This was the top floor of the Tianbao Grand Hall, where the supreme treasures of the Haotian Sect were kept. Even the guardian elders of the Haotian Sect were not qualified to enter here without the sect master's permission.
This was yet another bizarre scene; Dongfang Qingcheng looked over, and the lingering soul also looked over. As for the old Daoist Qingchan, having already deduced something, he looked at Tang Chuan with slight astonishment.
Secondly, the Song Group was also doing everything possible to condense its own energy, and the group's president, Song Zeyu, had placed all his focus on this upcoming project.
Of course, the way he refined nether power must be much slower—unlike himself, who could instantly make the nether power within his own.
"As for that, it's a long story; I'll tell you later when there's a chance. I've come to see you now because there's something else to do," Zhishui said with a smile.
"What on earth is going on?" Kong Cheng gripped his gun tightly, staring vigilantly at the door and windows as he asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, this is private property. Please show your identification." To his surprise, just as he reached the gates of the villa, two crew-cut security guards reached out to stop Lin Nan.
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