Volume One, Chapter 52: Half the Sweepers Have Come for You

The receptionist's mind went completely blank. Having finally managed to stand straight, her legs gave out and she collapsed back onto the floor, stammering,
"Yes... yes... Everything will be done according to your will, My Lord."
"Al... Alright, I will arrange a new room for you right away. There is a vacant room just downstairs, the third door to the left after you step outside. You can go straight there to stay."

Everyone thought Jiang Dongyu was being far too reckless. Even the Immortal King on the grand stage held little hope for him. Although the Flying Swan Treading Snow divine technique was profound and capable of suppressing the Rainbow Bridge, the so-called successors of the Sacred Lands were top-tier prodigies, and he currently held the advantage in cultivation realm. This was a battle deemed to be without suspense.

"The bright moon shines among the pine groves; clear springs flow over the stones." Do you always yearn to stroll alone through a pine forest on a tranquil moonlit night, where the murmuring of spring water becomes the melody of your heart, and the poetic, picturesque time lingers for you in that moment?

"How long is this tornado going to take to pass!" The Ice Wolf Spider stabbed all eight of its legs fiercely into the ground and complained. Chaos surrounded them on all sides as their paws slowly slid across the ground toward the center of the tornado.

As it turned out, it was not that these dragons were unwilling to leave the deep pool, but rather that the aged dragon of Mount Jun was nearing the end of its life and had long since lost the vast majority of its abilities. Furthermore, the dragon lineage valued blood ties and emotional bonds; since the old dragon was not leaving, naturally they would not leave this place either.

At that very moment, within his dantian, floating light flickered. A faint and elusive wondrous film suddenly manifested out of thin air. After fracturing and decomposing, it rapidly withered and decayed, and soon afterwards, it transformed into speckles of fluorescent light that scattered across every corner of Ye Yi's dantian qi ocean, adding strands of inexpressible, profound mystical aura.

"Very well, you may go ahead and kill Kang Yong directly. I will notify Bureau Chief Wang right away, though we should still try not to kill too many people if possible," Song Yuqi said in a deep voice.

Just as everyone thought Feng Yao had been defeated, Yang Hao's pitch-black pupils suddenly dilated. He abruptly noticed a thread of cyan light flickering within the ice sculpture that sealed Feng Yao.

Even though he had previously used the momentum of the Ninefold Condensation Realm in the Fallen Wind Valley to rapidly break through to the peak of the third layer of the Condensation Realm from that heaven-sweeping spiritual energy vortex! Yet at this moment, if he wished to advance further and break through his cultivation to the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, he still required a massive amount of cultivation resources.

Just as Yu Chuling finished speaking, Lu Liuyuan reached out and lightly tapped her forehead. Her snow-clear, delicate head was filled with a helpless expression as she took the initiative to explain on behalf of Ye Yi.

The highest realm of the Wandering Soul stage is sudden enlightenment, and Yun Zijin had been stuck at this stage for a full year.

The fact that Xiao Ziyu had once gone to Wangmei Courtyard to visit Xiao Yuxuan was something Qiao Mianzhi had personally told the Madam Qiao.

As Zhang Wei spoke, Ma Liu, Li Zhengqiang, and Zhou Peng all drew in a deep breath successively, then raised their hands and pressed the red buttons on their virtual helmets.

Yes, old Fang was just that blunt when confronting Zhao Gou, the most perverted emperor of the Great Song. Of course Zhao Gou paid him no heed—otherwise, would he still be Zhao Gou? Because of this, old Fang was demoted by one rank and banished to a post outside the capital.

A brilliant luster burst forth from Tang Beibei's eyes, filled with disbelief. It seemed as though she had thought of something, and the light instantly dimmed once more.

However, seeing the toxicity of the medicinal herbs gradually backfiring and punishing Xiao Ziyu, Zhou Yinshu was also filled with unbearable reluctance.

The steles erected in ancient times had long since ceased to exist today, replaced by modern marble tombstones meticulously restored by later generations.

She was unwilling to coerce the Gu family into burning with the same fervent desire as herself to uncover the reason and the outcome.

Once upon a time, everyone felt proud of Yao Liu, proud of Liu Xiang, and proud of all those numerous individuals who brought glory to the motherland.

"Bureau Chief Ouyang certainly knows how to speak. When Chairman Fan was about to resign, you said the exact same thing." Zhang Min's tone carried a hint of reproach as she gazed disapprovingly at Bureau Chief Ouyang. In her heart, Teacher Su was the most important person.

"Heh heh, never mind the two of them. As long as those aristocratic scions are willing, if each of them takes out a magical artifact and strikes simultaneously, it would be a miracle if the Yellow Turbans on the opposite side could block it! Besides, aren't we just idling and skimming by as well? Since we aren't even using our full strength ourselves, there's no need to point fingers at others," Zhang Fan said with a smile.