Volume 1, Chapter 61: Frost Like Ice

A gleam of excitement radiated from Mu Sen’s eyes as he stared unblinkingly at the sword in Deng Yiming’s hand, a trace of greed creeping into his thrilled gaze.

"It’s just some gang matters; never mind, let’s not talk about it. Today we only drink, no gloomy talk." Looking at the food and dishes already laid out on the table, He Hu picked up his chopsticks and took several large bites, then wiped his mouth and stopped in satisfaction.

However, Luo Hebin’s mind was not on the food. He figured he had to get some alcohol to intoxicate the beauty before him, and perhaps something might happen. He firmly believed that alcohol was a man’s best friend.

"Xia Liu, is this your..." After chatting idly for a while, Fang Huasheng carefully scrutinized Yan Zi.

Presumably, this talented cultivator possessed some outstanding traits; otherwise, how would Chen Ye dare to go straight to the main hall without his approval?

Dai Shi turned back, gazed deeply at Ye Suiyun, smiled, and said, "You stubborn ox, who knows what kind of blessing you’ve cultivated." With that, he turned around and walked away without looking back.

"Shut up! Say less!" Seeing Zhang Qianran’s expression turn ugly, Wei Qingcheng scolded Qi Feng as if she were yelling at an unruly child.

Xia Liu was filled with deep emotion. The demonic might of Mandala was the most terrifying existence among all the living people he had ever witnessed.

Zhou Yan could not help but swallow hard, cold sweat beading on his forehead. So... he was not dead yet.

The five turtle brothers were indeed very cooperative, each releasing their elemental powers according to Scarlet Lotus Immortal's spiritual sense and will.

After all, they were currently competing in secret against their own brothers for the position of the young family head. No matter who ultimately ascended to the position, they would inevitably suppress their former rivals—a fact well understood by every scion of a great family.

This was the ultimate weapon of humankind; even its creator trembled deeply at its sheer might.

Flanked by towering, unscalable ice peaks, not far into the ice valley stood a giant ice-carved monument engraved with three large characters: "Snow Wolf Valley."

It was true that Zhang Kun was very helpful, and the same went for helping souls. However, if the condition for helping was the reduction of his own lifespan, then Zhang Kun really had to think twice.

***

"Everyone get ready, we are about to enter the suspect's active hours. From now on, every minute and every second, the suspect could appear. Pull yourselves together, this time we must capture him," Ding Baoguo encouraged loudly.

"Let's eat together, we have to continue practicing swordplay shortly." When Wu Chi came over, Zhou Boyan finally picked up some pastries to eat.

So many things had happened in a single day, far too many for anyone to possibly keep up with.

The two clashed fiercely, two supreme powerhouses from the primordial chaos fighting a frantic battle driven purely by their wills. With their mental confrontation, wave after wave of immensely formidable power erupted and blasted outwards toward the surrounding area.

When they returned, Chu Linwen had also arrived with a child a little over a year old. Seeing Chu Linwen's child, Chu Linfeng’s face was filled with joy, and the banquet officially commenced at that very moment.

Both An Bochen and Sima Jin knew that once An Bochen deduced the Zhou Tian Four Symbols Divine Spear, he could use it to break through to the Xuanxian realm. Once he broke through to Xuanxian, relying on An Bochen's Zhou Tian primordial energy, he would achieve invincible might among his peers, at least in terms of raw power.

Pity there was only one left. After a moment of thought, he snapped the white wax candle in half, lit them, and each held a piece.

We agreed to wait for one day. If by tonight I did not emerge from the snake cave, it would mean there was indeed a very tricky situation inside. In that case, Han Zitong and the three of them wouldn't need to find a way to rescue us and should simply head straight back.

The pool water was freezing cold, causing Shen Jingyu's teeth to chatter. Her eyes glared resentfully at Zhao Yarong, yet she did not dare to climb ashore.

The finals of the elite selection tournament took place between Dewitt and Eli. Felix also advanced to the final four, but was eliminated after running out of stamina during his battle with Dewitt.

"Damn it, these hooligans are actually going to push the second tower!" Riven, retreating to defend the second tower, watched the four opponents who had taken the outer tower show no intention of retreating, and shouted in aggrieved frustration.

Under such circumstances, why did this trump card take a fancy to me? Why would they want me to join the Dragon Squad?

Zi Chan immediately understood Zhao Wu's intent. Zhao Wu intended for the newly minted currency to possess a foundational standard function, thereby introducing the new weights and measures nationwide to measure weight.

When she finally snapped out of it, Bai Yi realized she had returned to the dilapidated ancestral hall in reality. A vast amount of information suddenly flooded her mind, every move and stance so concise and clear.

***

"I plan to put you in charge of guarding this castle. What do you think?" Andre said to Fede with a smile.

Abruptly, the vine grew infinitely upward. The very instant the vine touched the horizon, Lin Yu’s eyes snapped open.

Tian Zifeng vividly remembered what Ze Jin had told him: "You must grasp the rhythm of the match, do not passively resist, you must disrupt the Nightmares with continuous, fierce attacks." He just hadn't expected the Nightmares' entrance to give him such a harsh reality check. If Tian Zifeng hadn't prepared in advance, the current situation would have been perilous.

Turning around, he handed the Red Demon Grass to Ye Xue. Ye Xue was stunned for a moment, blankly taking it, looking at Lin Yu without saying a word, wondering what she was thinking.

"Oh, this is the commander-in-chief of our Buddhist army, the great general of the Four Waters and Six Ridges Defense Army—Zhandui," introduced Lama Tsering.

Zhou Tao made the first move as the surrounding disciples retreated. Lin Yu instantly became vigilant; despite his outward disdain, he had to admit that Zhou Tao was indeed a Qi Condensation tier-three cultivator.

Glancing around, Bai Yi organized her thoughts, feeling she still owed them an explanation.

As he spoke, the middle-aged man violently whipped both hands toward Yang Chong. Flying needles, thicker and longer than toothpicks, left no trace in the night as they flew straight for Yang Chong's face with utmost treachery.

"I vaguely remember him mentioning his background in the Netherworld last time. It seems he guards this secret deeply, making it inconvenient to ask," Liansheng thought to himself, and shifted the topic to something else.

Wu Yu knew best at this moment that the time left for his lighter probably amounted to only a few seconds. With both his mouth and nostrils blocked, he would suffocate to death in less than a minute. Yet, his hand searching his pants pockets touched nothing at all. The lighter he had clearly used just moments ago had vanished without a trace.

The green-horned brute appeared in the crystal ball, joining forces with the Two-Headed Eagle King and the werewolf to lunge at Lin Ye.

"She is my wife." Uttering the name of a concubine was truly unseemly, so Yehua, out of consideration for Hua Xuanji’s feelings, deliberately used a commoner's form of address. Even so, his tone in reply remained flat and detached. He reached out, pulling Hua Xuanji behind him in a protective gesture.