Volume 1, Chapter 23: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind

Although Liu Feng had already decided to kill the tiger, he remained deeply puzzled. Tigers usually inhabit the depths of the mountains; why would this one suddenly appear on the wooded fringes outside the village? Was it possible that the beast held a grudge and was specifically hunting for him? Regardless, he now knew its location and would finish it off tomorrow. After dismissing his companions, he went to bed early, though the night inevitably involved another round of intimacy. He did his best to conserve his energy, knowing he had to hunt the tiger the next day. Early the following morning, Liu Feng packed his tools and headed into the mountains, following the directions provided by Wang Dian and the others.

At that moment...

The Inner Demon Nie Chen returned to mid-air and unleashed another barrage of kicks and punches upon Nie Chen. It was only when Nie Chen was left with a single breath that the Inner Demon stopped, letting him fall to the ground.

"Third Elder!" The Jiang family members were filled with righteous fury. Distracted, the three great Emperors—Jiang Yan, Jiang Xu, and Jiang Qiu—were struck by their opponents once again, their situation turning even more dire.

"Absolutely not!" Before the Evil Sovereign Bugui could speak, Ximen Suiyue and Lu Wei had already braced against the pressure to refuse. Below them, Xuanyuan Wuji’s eyes flickered, a look of inexplicable anticipation crossing his face.

Turning his gaze, he saw that Xu Xuanzan’s eyes were vacant and dull, sitting motionless on the ground.

Jia'erka’s face darkened the moment she heard this, and Tang Cheng was taken aback. It was Delun who had challenged him to a duel; why would things turn out like this? Good grief, was he really going to look for Jia'erka just because he was severely injured? Just as Tang Cheng was about to speak, Jia'erka interrupted.

"Yes. Once I resolve the matter of the 'Dark Gold City,' I will take you away," Wu Zhicong said, continuing to sip his wine with a persistent smile on his face.

Yan Yue felt helpless again. She peeled a segment of orange and brought it to her lips, taking a bite before wanting to place it back on the table. But when she looked up and saw the old man staring at her with lifeless eyes, she forced herself to swallow two more bites. Only after hearing the old man’s satisfied sigh did she place the remaining sweet orange back on the table.

Seventeen hundred years of history had vanished along with the truth lost in the faults of time, yet the new branches that followed had been destined from the start.

"Woo..." The Blue Flame Demon Wolf approached Nie Chen. Instead of attacking, it sniffed him with apparent confusion, emitting a soft whining sound, and even licked his face with a touch of affection.

"Who said that? You all have already filled my heart so completely that there’s no room for anyone else," Xie Xin immediately countered with a smooth line of endearment.

Unfortunately, this was merely a method compiled by those silly netizens on Earth to test the proficiency level of a "tea art master."

The Black Dragon withdrew the firelight between its scales, not lingering on the sight, and turned its gaze toward the ice-stone palace.

Even without the enhancement of the Shikon Jewel, Naraku’s current reserve of demonic power was firmly in the top tier.

Zhang Qi smiled bitterly. The world was currently in the midst of an apocalypse, and he was the one who had created it.

The Black Dragon possessed immense capacity; its muscles, vascular system, and core could all act like water pumps to provide surging power, allowing it to condense elements into beams of light to blast through everything. The way it absorbed elements meant it had no need for conservation.

He suddenly wondered, if he were to convert the skeleton of a narwhal into an undead whale, what would this sea sprite do?

This time, the host did not signal the staff to change the items. Instead, she and two assistants brought instruments over to Number 10.

A crack appeared in space, and the fire dragon slipped through. With a flick of my hand, I closed the opening, and space returned to normal.

Luo Hou formed a water-fire spirit lotus with one hand, which combined with the phantom lotus of the Nine-Origin Turtle Mysterious Flower to radiate a highly intimidating divine might.

The crimson sword intent was like a hundred-foot waterfall crashing to earth. The youth was shrouded in the miasma of sin, his eyes glowing with black mist like a ghost from hell.

Of course, Ted shared his technique for judging a cat's health based on its feces and hairballs with his wives without reservation.

Qin Mo had already confirmed that the so-called Alexander III was indeed the man later generations called Alexander the Great.

Zhou Hanning’s composure stemmed from the vast web of intelligence he had woven in the capital long ago; there was no news or rumor that his subordinates could not uncover.

Fei Niao Qian Yu cast a detached glance at the manga cover and the title that Hanyu Yimeng had not finished reading: The Processor.

One must know that cultivation techniques and martial arts skills are precious at any time; the higher the tier, the harder they are to obtain.

The resounding songs of the army echoed through the dense mountains and soared into the sky. Song after song, the soldiers unknowingly etched the military laws and ideology into their hearts.

Pingdan, or the hour of the Tiger, refers to the time around 5:00 AM, just before the sun breaks the horizon, when the sky is just beginning to brighten.

At the same time, the sound of the explosion traveled along the plane to the front of the cabin. Upon hearing the noise, David and Dave were immediately startled.

Li Duanyang’s acupuncture technique was decent, though it was still far from masterful; for instance, he had yet to master the legendary "Qi-guided needle" technique.

The Poison Gu Master split the Saber-toothed Tiger in two. While the tiger’s aura remained unchanged, its strength was significantly diminished.

After the members of the Blood Alliance gained power in an instant, they became as sharp as a rusted blade that had been freshly ground, their momentum surging violently.

I said to the tiger, "Listen to me, I won't break your arms or legs today, but you’d better watch out. If I ever find out you dare to cross me again, I will absolutely kill you."

Wang Hu turned pale and wanted to flee immediately, but after considering Wei Zijie’s methods, he had no choice but to stay.

Da Xiong’s expression shifted as a surge of immense force washed over him, knocking him back five or six steps. His entire arm trembled, and his bones emitted a dull, pained groan.

The two chatted idly for a while, and under Zhang Kuang’s subtle guidance, the conversation naturally turned toward Zhang Kuang’s recent cultivation.

Wei Zijie snorted, and Pan Daoting was furious, but remembering that earlier display of power, he gritted his teeth and held his tongue.