117. A Feint to the East, Attack to the West

"Master Yuan-tu, are you willing to surrender?"

Inside the Quancheng County government office, Cao Xin set down his teacup and looked at Feng Ji, who had been brought in under guard.

Last night, he and Cao Ren had pursued Lu Bu and Yuan Shang for over twenty miles, capturing nearly four thousand men, including Feng Ji and Wei Zhong. On the Yuan army's side, only Lu Bu and Yuan Shang had managed to escape Henei with a mere five or six riders.

Wei Zhong was a sworn enemy of Chancellor Cao, so he would naturally be left for the Chancellor to deal with. Feng Ji was one of the six great strategists under Yuan Shao.

Honest Monk kept one eye on Li Genbao while checking the time. It was past eight o'clock, and Gu Qingcheng’s car had yet to arrive; Honest Monk felt even more pleased.

Shi Wuchen immediately opened his eyes, preparing to retreat a few steps, but upon catching the scent of a strange fragrance, he felt a wave of dizziness and his entire body went limp.

A sharp, piercing sound tore through the sky. Chu Qian lifted his head slightly, his eyes cold as he gazed at the two people standing before him.

Lu Linlin looked at the password box that had popped up on the screen, hesitated for a moment, then entered a string of numbers and successfully unlocked it.

His punch, powerful enough to kill a fierce tiger or fell a bull, was hardly something a caiman could withstand.

The Ghost Rider crossed over the Qinhuai River and stopped in front, a trace of surprise on his face. This surprise ambush technique of his had never failed; it rarely met a rival in these wildernesses, and ordinary demonic entities usually died instantly upon encountering it. He had not expected this human soul to dodge it so easily.

"You big meanie, can't you turn off the sound next time you use it?" Zhang Yuqi said, embarrassed.

She was none other than the reincarnation of the Taiyin Star, formerly King Zhou’s original wife, Queen Jiang, and now the super-powered reincarnated divine general, Liang Xiuyun.

Green Bamboo Pole dodged left and right, secretly shocked in his heart. He could never have imagined that Honest Monk possessed such extraordinary agility and palm power, forcing him to the point where he couldn't even find an opportunity to draw his sword.

Mira Xia finished observing the scene, forced to admire Moonlight’s strength. He was indeed the son of Lord Nieling; a tiger father truly produces no dog for a son. Yuan Qing had clearly suffered a grave blow to his vitality this time; whether he could leave this horror film alive was a question mark.

He, together with the Underworld Ghost Emperors—the siblings King Yama and Empress Yama—along with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, exhausted their supreme magic and divine powers to allow this entity, which had become a seed of the netherworld, to traverse space and time to find a new place for living beings to settle.

Zhao Ran struck with great force. The wooden ladle could not withstand the impact; after being smashed a dozen times, it snapped and flew away.

Sensing the Buddhist tears of his friend and the condition of Qi Haotian, Dao Dian, Ru Kuang, and the Master of Merlin each withdrew their energy and ceased their techniques.

Zen Master Yongshan lifted his wooden bowl to his lips, and with a few deft movements of his chopsticks, finished the plain noodles in two bites. Only after he began to eat did the other monks lift their bowls to follow suit; for a time, the only sounds in the dining hall were those of slurping noodles and chewing vegetables.

Ye Ge in the Land of Ashes also widened his eyes abruptly, a look of disbelief and stagnation on his face.

Yet Quan Baogen still felt a touch of regret. The music industry had no foundation overseas, and Sony was, to date, the most ideal partner. If they could not come to an agreement, the expansion of the music business abroad would likely face significant difficulties.

At the mere thought of Cinderella’s disgusting appearance, Ye Xiang felt his stomach churn as he recited the line. Then, he recounted the details of Cinderella’s situation.

The brief call ended. After being pushed down by Quan Youri, Choi Sooyoung simply lay there, refusing to get up, resting her long legs across Youri’s lap with a look of pure roguishness.

"A day in the cave, a thousand years on earth. I have probably been in the Sky-Empty Continent for two or three years now; even I have forgotten," Ying Xue said with a wry smile. He truly had lost track of how long he had been there.

Zhao Ming did not have time to wonder why the Ningyuan Pill had appeared at this moment. He hurriedly leaped out of the water and landed on a rock that would not be washed away by the cascading stream, sitting cross-legged. If he delayed any longer, the pure medicinal power would likely dissipate, and he would have no time to regret it then.