Category: The Dao Sects
Chapter 80: The Fragrance Fades, the Jade Perishes
Wu Juan’s expression darkened like a stormy sea. Her slender fingers twirled swiftly as she cried aloud, “Now!” At once, the giant net woven from her long silken ribbons crisscrossed and twisted chaot
Chapter 81: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada
“Sister!” Yang Jin let out a heart-wrenching roar. Immediately afterward, he felt a ray of light, like grasping tentacles, seize him. A long beam of light tightened around his neck, leaving him unable
Chapter 82: The Blood Sacrifice Ritual
Sun Busan and Sun Busi were in the midst of heated argument when Shi Hufa, quietly all along, had been channeling his inner energy, attempting to use a secret technique to break the restriction placed
Chapter 83: The Battle Against the Zombies
“Lin!” Seeing the zombie charging fiercely, Sun Busan was the first to react. With a gesture of his hands forming a magical seal, a glowing shield instantly appeared before the group. At the same tim
Chapter 84: The Sparrow Behind the Oriole
It so happened that the Jiangshi Yang Zui, seeing Sun Busi manipulating the jade tablet and attempting to capture Yang Jin lying on the ground, flew into a rage. Abandoning the others, he turned and l
Chapter 85: The Wind Leaves No Trace
The incoming white light was struck away by a pair of hands. Without hesitation, Mei Qing and Hou Shen sprang into action—Mei Qing focused on the zombie, swiftly suppressing its powers, while Hou Shen
Chapter 86: The Ancient City of Haiyang
“One, two, three, two, two, three, follow the master up Maoshan; There’s an old Taoist priest on Maoshan, who took me as his apprentice to pass on his skills. He accepted exactly ten apprentices
Chapter 87: The Fisherwoman’s Clear Song
Xiangyun Island lay beneath the evening clouds, level and calm, Before the Fishbone Temple, tides rose with the song of the sea. My heart only cherishes the prince crab, Yet my dear prefers the
Chapter 88: Dividing the Forces into Two Paths
Upon hearing the Taoist priest’s words, everyone involuntarily paused their chopsticks halfway to the catfish. Hou Shen had never liked this old priest, and now that the priest had practically challen
Chapter 89: The Hermit of the Reed Marsh
“The Fragrant Sect?” Mei Qing’s eyes suddenly lit up at the sound of those three words, and he eagerly asked, “Is the Fragrant Sect here?” “How could there not be? It’s been causing quite a stir. But