Chapter 32

A cold snort fell, and the security guard first glared fiercely at me, then fell silent.

Hearing the system's prompt, Tian felt a bit caught off guard. What was going on? Hadn't he already been given a Founding Order? Why was there another one now?

I had no mind to ponder these questions further. My sole focus was to find Qingcheng. The seven great realms were currently fraught with undercurrents, and I feared the day the Ghost King and Liu Thirteen would tear each other apart and ignite a war, plunging the seven realms into chaos once more. When that time came, Qingcheng would be in even greater danger. I had to find her before any of that happened.

Hearing my words, Director Zhang’s expression darkened. I could clearly see sweat streaming down his forehead.

A rapid volley of questions left me somewhat overwhelmed, unsure which to answer first.

But Chen Xi asked nothing and showed no displeasure; instead, he said, “Of course, if you have any other questions, just come to me for leave.”

I clenched my teeth and fixed my gaze tightly ahead, an indescribable sensation beginning to surge wildly within me.

Before they could react, an arrow struck Baotou’s head, instantly reducing his health by five percent.

His long hair flowed freely, the tips faintly crackling with electric light. A vertical scar about a cun long marked the space between his brows, like a third eye.

In this era that prized demeanor, Chen Rong’s red gown and her serene, radiant smile made everyone unconsciously believe in her innocence.

Before touching her, he had confidence in controlling himself, but once his resolve broke, the overwhelming desire to ‘kiss’ her tenderly and cherish her took over his mind like madness.

Yutian suddenly shuddered violently as a bad feeling surged through his entire body.

Looking ahead, the space suddenly opened up to reveal a vast lake—only, this lake blazed a fiery red, filled entirely with scalding molten lava.

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Ding Yi said nothing. In Nangong Ran’s tone, he heard resolve, regret, helplessness, and many emotions even he could not decipher.

“You know my abilities. Now they seem to have suddenly fallen asleep, causing no disturbance,” Meteor said dismissively.

Upon hearing this, everyone finally believed that the sword truly belonged to Wang Hong himself.

No matter what, since there was no need to worry about monsters being slaughtered to extinction, Lei Jie’s situation would be much easier. He only needed to return to the entrance; these ‘nursing’ beasts would naturally keep rushing in to their deaths.

Jiang Yu was stunned because from this great figure’s eyes, he saw kindness, admiration, and approval.

Like a sun, at its center lived a Vermilion Bird, its primal divine fire scorching the earth. Nine rings of fire surrounded it, each with its own trajectory and law. It floated above He Qingfan’s head, spreading its wings as flames erupted, scattering strands of firelight.

Drawn by the atmosphere, the mood suddenly changed. Scores of warriors and sect disciples reddened their eyes and roared, charging forward with thick tension and hostility.

The Demon Emperor smiled and said to Aliang, clearly guessing that Cai’er had taken the Rejuvenation Pill. Hearing those words, Cai’er’s face flushed momentarily but soon calmed, likely recalling what she and Aliang had done that day, her cheeks tinged with embarrassment.

Choosing to avenge her father, Fan Yuyu, meant a difficult path ahead. And if choosing the other way, Lorger would kill Lu Tianxiang and Luo Zixun out of hatred for humanity. That path was not easier—it simply didn’t exist.

Before the stone tablet, Lu Feng rolled up his sleeves and pressed his somewhat rough palms against it.

Just now, Ye Feng had only used normal speed, but this time, he unleashed his full speed, catching the Bloodthirsty Mad Lion completely off guard.

The chubby man who had been slapped flying now shakily stood up, his plump face fierce and menacing as he roared at the silver-haired youth.

Xiao Guo merely glanced coldly at everyone, then walked alone toward the innermost table in a corner. No cultivators sat there because the position was easily attacked from all sides.

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Throughout the entire Qin Empire, the seven great surnames—Li, Yang, Yuan, Wu, Liang, Dong, and Shu—stood out. Only the Dong and Shu families openly engaged in commerce as their hereditary occupation, continuing unrelenting efforts over generations.

A casual glance at the opposing army’s formations immediately revealed their troop numbers—basic competence expected of any qualified general. But for Li Xian, it was mere empty talk.

Boom! The fierce energy surged and pressed violently. Bang! Both fighters stepped back two paces simultaneously, evenly matched.

“Yes, she fears our son. Our son’s fiery gaze will surely find all who harmed his mother and avenge her,” Hua Jian said sharply, his movements resolute and provocative, directly confronting the despicable god.

Thinking this, Xia Tian transformed his aura into a giant hand and forcefully twisted down one of the luminous pearls. Just as he brought it close to examine, he noticed a strange odor emanating from it. He hurriedly held his breath and swiftly diverted his true energy, moving the pearl away before feeling somewhat relieved.

“She hasn’t finished business over there and can’t leave yet. Even if she goes, it will be later. I’ll have Liu Changshan accompany her and will go as soon as she’s done,” Liang Yunsheng hurriedly replied.

“What kind of status do I have to be able to summon a great figure like Emperor Yan Xuan’s consort to welcome me?” Gong Shiqin said in astonishment.

The City Lord’s mansion, with its winding corridors, made Xia Tian sigh in admiration. Truly befitting a city lord’s residence—not only lavish but architecturally aligned with a formation, although not a particularly sophisticated one.

Ignoring Ying’s irritable tone, Mido took a deep breath and asked again, “So… plants can also… change gender?” After much thought, she could only come up with this milder term. The phrase ‘sex change’ was simply too crude.

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