Volume One, Chapter 58: It Is Time to Reunite

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However, this concern made Chu Feng feel as if he were utterly useless, leaving him momentarily at a loss. The infantry that had been following behind Li Ran were, in fact, Li Ran’s own troops, stationed about ten miles away from him. Sensing the pride and murderous intent in Sun Weidong’s gaze, Pei Donglai showed no reaction; he merely discreetly touched the Sig P-210 pistol he had concealed on his person since the first day of military training. When Luo Ping activated his cultivation technique, he found it utterly ineffective; his flesh continued to crack relentlessly, and if this persisted, he would soon lose his physical body.

“Grandpa, please save Zhao Jing. If you don’t, he’s doomed!” Wu Ruirui’s tears flowed again. The old man said nothing, merely gazing quietly at her and tenderly stroking her hair, just as before. Qian Mu, having traveled extensively, deeply understood the inconveniences of communication, especially when dealing with officials who spoke with heavy local accents or were southerners. Since the Qian family was involved in business, its members needed to be fluent in most dialects, including Wu-Yue dialect, Cantonese, Minnan, and Hakka.

As soon as the words fell, cheers erupted; it seemed they had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Now, finally, they could begin tasting the dishes at the banquet, their excitement palpable. Once the elder at the table spoke, everyone eagerly picked up their chopsticks and began savoring the delectable food. She pondered long and hard but could not recall having done anything besides nestling in his arms and sleeping through the night—perhaps she had slept too soundly to notice anything else?

He would not claim to be chivalrous, but if given the chance to uphold justice, he would not hesitate. This restless world was in dire need of positive energy. The blue dragon glanced at me with disdain before charging straight at me. Startled, I swiftly sidestepped the attack and retaliated with a slash. Though the Tang family had no blood relation to Tang Zijian, they had watched him grow and doted on him greatly. Helian Ze had long grown accustomed to his wife’s scheming mind without the courage to act, his thoughts a veritable encyclopedia of stratagems.

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On the ground before them lay three bodies, their deaths gruesome. In addition to numerous wounds, a kunai was embedded deep into the brow bone of one, its bloodstains already dried. Teacher Chen recounted the story she had just learned; upon hearing the two million offer, even Senior Li cursed the scoundrel. Old Mi’s heart pounded; his eyes widened as he stared at his front door. Footsteps drew nearer, accompanied by wisps of white mist curling through the cracks like serpents, spreading across the floor.

That ancestor had comprehended the first sword intent at thirty-two and, after establishing his foundation at fifty-three, achieved the Golden Core through the second sword intent, heralding future glory. When preparing a feast, one always made more than enough to guard against unforeseen circumstances. Facing the full-strength counterattack from me and Aunt Zong head-on, the terrifying evil being not only held the advantage but left me half-dead. Why would such a formidable entity appear in the Buddha Fire Town?

Noticing Heng Wu and Jiang Lingyi’s actions, others also retrieved antidote pills from their spatial pouches and swallowed them. At the moment the spear was wielded, a faint dragon’s roar sounded, causing knees to weaken in fear. Though fifty thousand years was said to be within the span, the actual time was certainly not short—at least three to four decades of thousands of years—and this was far too long for Jian Wushuang. The pit measured about two meters in length and width, over a meter deep, filled with uneven spikes and equipped with a device resembling a large mousetrap.

“Words spoken while watching the sunset?” Chu Feng murmured to himself, straining to recall what had been said at that moment. In a sense, the existence of this city wall seemed designed specifically to counter the profession of mage.

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“No, no, that’s enough.” Bucken trembled in fear, prompting Broly behind him to darken his expression, his gaze growing hostile. Within the Undying Mountain, a tall, handsome young man with refined features and an elegant bearing approached the Enlightenment Tea Tree and bowed respectfully to Taiyi, who sat cross-legged beneath it.

Meanwhile, music began to play on the stage, lights shifted, and the previously noisy scene fell silent. The audience ceased dwelling on the prior incident; with Su Yuxue present, who had time to care about him? After walking several dozen paces and passing through several corridors within the grand hall, Ye Chen and his companions entered a secret chamber deeper inside the dilapidated structure.

However, compared to Liu Qingtian’s extraordinary strike that shook the world, the voice that suddenly called for a halt was even more intriguing. The few elderly men appeared ordinary, showing no depth, yet ordinary old men certainly should not be here. Sweetly responding, she watched Tang Chao’s shoulders slump in dejection as he disappeared at the stairway.

“Although I wish the gray-black cloaked man dead, I must tell the truth. My intuition tells me I can easily defeat that genius from the Zhenling Ancient Clan, but I have little confidence against the gray-black cloaked man!” Nan Feng said.

“Who is it at this late hour? What do you want?” Gui Yiren, drunk, opened his bedroom door.

“Roar!” The martial champion let out a low, short cry like a lion’s roar, causing Shen Zhongshan to feel dizzy. Shen Zhongshan raised his foot to chase the creature away, yawned, leaned back in his rattan chair, and squinted into the distant night... Everything must wait until Tudan arrives in Shanghai.