Volume 1, Chapter 50: Even Low-Tier Punks Dare to Act Arrogant

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Above that were the Profound Venerable Realm, Earth Venerable Realm, Heaven Venerable Realm, Quasi-Supreme Realm, Supreme Realm, and finally the realm of the unparalleled Supreme, the strongest of them all.

“It seems that Xianmen Gaoshi truly can see the future. Donghu really does covet the lands of Yan.” Wang Ben smiled.

They knew that if they drew any closer to Ye Fan, the consequences would certainly be disastrous.

Besides, her grandfather had told her more than once that the head of the Bai family was a gentleman—a true gentleman.

Judging from this, his fortune should not have increased. It remained exactly as it was, without even a single drop added.

Jiang Qingxuan glanced at Liu Fengchun. Then she said nothing, merely giving a bitter smile before walking into the imperial palace.

“The bearer of the standard stands firm as a mountain; even when the mountain collapses, he does not retreat. He moves like a cloud; even when the wind rises, he does not rest.” Li Xin shouted again. Veins bulged across his forehead, and nearly every vein on his hands stood out.

“Top Scholar Li, why is that thing of yours sweet? Are all men’s things sweet?” An Jing stared at Li Yu like an endlessly curious child.

A psychotic temperament was an excessively sensitive nervous system. Those who possessed such a trait seemed out of place because of their extreme sensitivity, and under mainstream values were regarded as “mentally ill.”

After entrusting the matter to Jun Chu, the Dark Pope, Zheng Qichen, and the four elders all left. Jun Chu and Li Tianchou remained seated in the courtyard, drinking tea together.

Upon hearing that the object before him had such an extraordinary origin and such remarkable uses, Yu Yan was utterly astonished. He had already begun marveling at it, and his interest was thoroughly piqued.

Jing Chuan gave a quiet snicker and said nothing. He had obviously been taught a lesson by someone and was too embarrassed to talk about it.

When he returned to his room at the inn, he found that the establishment had not yet opened. After a speechless pause, Jing Chuan could only climb in through the window again.

The slaves had nothing to do in their cages. Some sat in a daze, while others gathered to brag and boast. Liu An rose and walked toward the old men sharing his cage.

“No, that won’t happen. I’ll do everything in my power to stop it. I absolutely won’t let Mother suffer the slightest harm,” Han Bing said.

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Unfortunately, when you savored it carefully, it seemed to be nothing more than a breath of air blown beside your ear.

It’s a good thing you still remember that I’m always short of spiritual power. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t know what use an old man like you has while carrying the title of Master.

A while later, several of Gao Xiong’s subordinates entered with bandaging supplies and wrapped He Yue’s wounds. The cuts were not deep, but he had lost a great deal of blood. The pain made him grit his teeth, yet as a grown man, he could hardly cry out.

The assembled banquet table was covered with dishes: large chunks of meat, great jars of wine, and a brown porcelain bowl before each person.

“Don’t rush. Qin Han, go and do as I instructed first. The rest of you, summon the several commandants who have been stationed here for years,” Xiao Fan said.

What surprised Black Soil was that the former second-ranked Wind Chaser over a thousand miles, once one of the strongest experts in the Ten-Thousand-Yuan Void and a general who had followed Huang Yuan through countless battles to establish an empire, showed no reaction at all upon hearing this news. He was not even surprised.

Geng Sheng hurriedly jumped down from Qi Xiaoxiao’s arms, ran to the elder, tugged at his sleeve, and spoke in a coquettish voice.

Wang Shipeng carried the ball past half court. Once across the line, he broke through and passed to Harrison. Harrison drew the defenders into a double-team, then suddenly delivered a brilliant pass. Parker caught the ball and effortlessly sank the shot.

“I only arrived here one step before you. As for what happened, I don’t know either!” Cai Zhixiong shook his head. Like Chu Yun, he had no idea why entering the barrier of the secret realm had inexplicably sent him to an island.

When a Great Lord saw this, he shot forward at once. In less than the blink of an eye, he had rushed inside. The blue light vanished, and everything returned to normal. Sighs rose from every direction.

I knew she wasn’t actually not hungry. She had simply forgotten what hunger was, her entire heart consumed by concern for Qing Nian’s safety.

He lived in constant fear from dawn till dusk, terrified that someone might destroy the sect. Having once been the Nine Desolations Divine Master, a being who had roamed the heavens and earth, how could he allow himself to die here without even knowing why?

After lying there for a long while, Shuiyue’s fragrance made me drowsy. Before long, consciousness slipped into sleep.

The people of the Dragon Clan would surely search the world for the Dragon God, an unprecedented undertaking. They certainly would not leave the treasures of the Dragon Clan unattended.

It was not a divine talisman, nor even a high-grade talisman. Although it radiated a dazzling light, it held little profundity, and the talisman itself did not emit any particularly strong primordial energy fluctuations.

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Yet the moment he said this, he discovered that not only the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, but also Wusheng and Bailian, were all shaking their heads slightly.

After hearing him out, he merely smiled. He seemed not to have taken it to heart at all—or perhaps he had seen through my desire to conceal and downplay the matter with perfect clarity.

The hall was designed in a Western architectural style, with broad French floor-to-ceiling windows. In front of them stood a chair that was obviously very expensive.

With such strength, why did the Demon Emperor still obediently remain in this world? Was it because he was old and simply coveted the peace and quiet here?

Fu Xuanyi had been away for more than two months. Lin Yu had nearly begun to worry that he would not make it home in time for the New Year. She never expected him to suddenly appear before her—and at such a perfectly timed moment.

At this thought, Zhu Si rose to her feet and looked deeply at Su Ye. She had never imagined that a lie concealed for many years could be exposed by a young man who had listened for only a few minutes. She could not help feeling moved—a heartfelt admiration.

Dong Pingyue had indeed not disappointed me. I felt that he was even more formidable in battle than Xu Yijing. If it had been Xu Yijing, she probably would have stood in front of me and borne the burden for me. But Dong Pingyue was like someone pushing me forward from behind, making me stride across the chasm amid screams.

My mother sat nearby, scrolling through her phone. I went into the room, found my bag, opened the inner zipper, and placed the white seashell in my hand inside.

After Yun Yan called softly to them, the weariness that had accumulated over many days was stirred awake. Amid one yawn after another, everyone returned to their rooms.

There was a corner on the northern side of the pedestrian street—a dead end. The dark alley was shrouded in perpetual gloom, its cold, damp walls thick with moss. Every so often, a pair of rats darted past.

Shen Younan having money is his business, and my finding a job is mine. The two have nothing to do with each other. Besides, his mother still disapproves of me. Although Shen Younan has never mentioned it, it isn’t difficult to guess how she usually lectures him. Unfortunately, sons grow up and no longer remain under their mothers’ command.

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