Volume One, Chapter 60: No More Pretending

The next day.

After Huo Hechen finished speaking with a flimsy excuse, the air suddenly froze. After a long silence, he looked at Jiang You hesitatingly, his eyes full of yearning.

"Count me out. I'm busy today; I'm going to meet a new master." Xia Tian rejected the invitation from Ye Jing and the others to go stroll around Houhai.

"This story just leaves people a bit confused. Our theme is supposed to be romance, right? In his script, where does the romance even come from?" Han Yan said.

Zhang Tian remained silent for three seconds before immediately issuing orders to begin preparing initiatives for introducing martial arts to the entire world.

This Shanghai-brand radio is incredible; it is said that people along the southeast coast can sometimes pick up "enemy broadcasts" from across the strait.

"I am only doing this for my brother-in-law, who is now my only living relative. Your Royal Highness, if you are willing to help us, we will be endlessly grateful. Of course, should you insist on your own view, we will not blame you either. Thank you for teaching us the ability to control water during this time." With that, Jin Ling bowed deeply to the Crown Prince of the Dragons.

"So you're simply unable to sleep?" Anders suddenly looked at him in silence, asking with concern.

To be precise, Li Qingluan lowered that peerlessly beautiful and stunning face of hers.

Although feeling somewhat suspicious inwardly, Lin Yifan still never expected that Linghu Mingyue could actually walk out of the Flying Cloud Palace.

Although Xiao Yu, hailing from the Blue Star, harbored no chauvinistic mindset, that did not mean he could just stand idly by and watch Qian Renxue steal the spotlight completely right in front of him. The pitch-black fourth soul ring radiated dazzling brilliance, countless sword shadows obscuring half the sky and cascading forward like a torrential rainstorm.

"He is already dead!" The temperature in Ye Zhining's voice plummeted abruptly. Thinking of her master's death, the hatred she held in her heart toward Dongfang Hong grew even deeper.

In that very instant, Hou Yi had no idea where his heart was, what he was striving to pursue, or even who he was. His soul began choosing slumber, and his mind chose to cease thinking.

Yet, he seemed to grasp the opening chapter of the sword manual. The opening of the sword manual stated that true swordsmanship is the absence of swordsmanship—even though it sounded somewhat like a sword god acting pretentious.

However, Wu Yidi did not stand for long. Both he and Xie Bin got into Liu Chengyu's car, while Chen Tu drove the car Xie Bin had left behind, carrying me off in the opposite direction.

Both were members of the primeval reincarnation cycle, their auras surging fiercely. Compared to before, they felt utterly reborn.

Before long, Yanxue led him to the side of a pond, where a glowing, radiant white lotus flower materialized.

Raising his wine cup with an arrogant smile, he said to the gathered crowd, "Today marks the birthday of Qian'er and Mo'er. I am deeply grateful to everyone for coming to help us celebrate. Chad wishes to express his utmost gratitude and proposes a toast to you all. In the name of the Almighty, I bless Qian'er and Mo'er!" With that, he raised his cup and drained it in a single gulp.

"Good heavens! How did you get hurt this badly? What on earth did you do?" Ye Ning gasped softly with heartache.

At that exact moment, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed from above. Judging by the sound, there had to be at least fifty or sixty people.

Harboring their own thoughts, Dongfang Mo only breathed a sigh of relief after Ye Zhining finished drinking her sweet soup and stepped out from behind the folding screen. He then stood up and put on a clean set of clothes.

To be capable of abducting his own biological sister took some genuine skill, but as long as his sister was happy, that was all that mattered.

Although he had fought over a dozen consecutive battles, Lu Xuan's circulation of inner qi far surpassed that of ordinary people, and by the time he finished speaking just now, he had already fully recovered, looking radiant and spirited. Dragging the stumbling Zhi Zhan along, he had no choice but to follow him helplessly toward Myriad Immortals City.