Chapter 25

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This banquet proved rewarding for both the Deng family and Gao Chong. The two sides grew ever closer, and Gao Chong avoided the awkwardness he had anticipated. In Nanyang, he had planted a seed.

“Ha—let’s settle this with our hands.”

Yimo Xuyang immediately took the initiative, charging straight forward in an overwhelming attack.

Looking closely, Chu Feng realized it was none other than Zhao Jing’s elder sister, Zhao Xue. She seemed to have heard the sound of Zhao Jing and Chu Feng returning and come out to greet them. Chu Feng raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was already nine o’clock—no wonder Zhao Xue was so worried.

I was slightly taken aback. Good heavens—if I wanted to play, I actually had to pay. I drew a breath and resolutely took out the pocket money I had saved before. It was exactly enough: ten thousand yuan.

After lying behind the rubbish heap and observing for quite some time, Shen Mingfang saw nothing but darkness all around him. At last, he felt somewhat reassured and decided to set off immediately. The lights of the road ahead were already faintly visible. Once he left this ruined place, victory would be within reach.

Zhong Lingyu’s gaze immediately turned cold. Young Master Long was here? Come to think of it, it had been a long time since he had seen Young Master Long.

Across from him, the Blazing Flame Lion did not give the matter much thought. It focused solely on defeating its opponent, without the careful considerations of a human. A red glow flashed from the horn on its head, and two enormous fireballs shot out in succession toward the man.

With my vision gone, my footsteps began to fall into disarray. The Hundred-Eyed Giant’s blinding technique made me unable to see for ten seconds. In those ten seconds, all I could do was take a beating.

The Qin Dynasty rose during the Spring and Autumn period, contended for supremacy throughout the Warring States period, and after several centuries swept across the realm and unified Huaxia. Its national strength was undeniably formidable. How, then, could the empire descend into chaos and lose the foundation it had built barely two years after the First Emperor’s death? The reason was simple: the Great Qin Empire possessed military might, but no rites or moral teaching.

Wang Zongbo studied Li Yu for several moments before changing his words. “With a sovereign such as this, what more could one ask? Xu Cun is willing to surrender!”

At the same time, he braced himself with both hands and struggled to rise, intending to bow and pay his respects.

“Five million!”

Suddenly, Song Li’s voice echoed through the hall on the lower level.

Summer was already hot, and Qing Teng had not dressed in many layers. Below the waist, she wore nothing more than a pair of extremely short shorts. Lin Feng was now in direct contact with her thighs.

Every evening, the river breeze brushed against their faces. Reflections of the buildings on both banks shimmered across the water, and the scenery was utterly enchanting.

“Wan Niang, Feng Jiuniang sent this to you especially.”

The moment Ye Nanxi stepped outside, Yao Xuhui handed her an invitation. Ye Nanxi paused and glanced at it. It was an invitation to a tea gathering, hosted by Feng Jiuniang herself at Fengxiang Manor.

The cave was riddled with holes and cracks. What puzzled the three of them even more was this: after so many years, why had such a severely fractured cave still not collapsed?

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I muttered inwardly, staring intently at the rainbow above the Bauhinia ice coffin, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

Sure enough, the Crown Prince of Song had made his move. Beneath Chongyun Zi’s sword aura, a field of divine radiance appeared out of nowhere.

This left me thoroughly exasperated. How could I hesitate? I immediately threw the stones onto the ground, then picked up one of them and examined it.

“What happened? Did the screen go black?”

Ninth Master went over to the computer and moved the mouse with his hand, but there truly was no response.

I fear that if Tang Yi went to the Flying Feather Sect, he would need only move a finger to annihilate the entire sect.

Tianxin cast him a glance, making him shudder. He could not help wondering why the boss’s eyes had suddenly become so terrifying.

And this person—how should I put it? Although he looked no different from anyone else, why did he give off such a peculiar feeling?

Several of the passengers who had gone in together to testify were still incessantly asking where I had learned my martial arts.

With Xiang Yu among them, everyone’s fighting spirit ran high. Even though their bodies had long since reached their limits, their willpower kept them running.

They had no idea what had happened. How had these usually idle, pleasure-seeking, lazy immortals suddenly become so energetic and fanatical?

One could imagine how much more colorful and lively the entire Celestial Court would become once Taibai Jinxing gained enlightenment.

The cloud mass slowly descended. I could not help being astonished. My current Twenty-Eight Heavenly Spirits Strange Formation Calculation Formula was still incapable of condensing a cloud mass.

After this battle, however, things would be different. If they could turn the three leading streamers into stars, then although Divine Grade might not be able to join the ranks of the Top Ten Guilds and become the eleventh major guild, it would at least gain a reputation on the platform from then on.

Yet now, the moment he said this, all the strength he had painstakingly accumulated seemed to drain away, leaving scarcely anything behind.

With an utterly relaxed expression, Xia Aorui had no idea what her words sounded like to Feng Hongge.

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Whether she ranked first or not did not truly matter to her. On the first day she entered the pagoda, she had merely calmed her mind and devoted herself to meditation. Nothing unusual had happened.

Ilian summoned up his courage several times, but still did not dare rush over and demand an explanation. Dierce’s wicked grin was simply too “sinister.” He was afraid that if he lunged forward and grabbed Dierce by the throat, the rest of his life would become “extremely perilous” because of that momentary impulse.

Originally, he had expected to need no more than a few months to identify all the stone pillars without sword aura. Yet half a year had now passed, and he had eliminated only two-thirds of them.

Beitang Hanbing had been caught off guard by Feng Hongge’s sudden attack. In order to evade Feng Hongge’s blades of air, she had hurriedly overturned her desk and collapsed onto the floor.

Although her cooking was inferior to mine, and even more so compared with that of the finest chefs, Bai Yingxue had said that she had only recently begun learning culinary arts. To reach this level in such a short time was already remarkable—she possessed a true talent for cooking.

That face was covered in blood, its skin battered and wounded beyond recognition. The stench of blood stabbed at my nose and provoked every nerve in my body, relentlessly testing the last limit of my endurance.

When had Jinxuan become a zombie with such an overbearing executive’s air? Still, he was rather adorable like this.

“Yijin, could you say one word to me? Just one.”

Cheng Xinrou pleaded through tear-blurred eyes.

But the atmosphere was so solemn that Zhao Yisui could not manage even a comforting smile for Yunduo.

The only possibility was that the Black-Robed Man had done it. But where was the evidence? There was none at all. And the Black-Robed Man himself had vanished without a trace.

The instant Meizi Hua touched the Dragon Crown, the vast, overwhelming lightning hurled her away. She spat out a mouthful of blood, and no one knew where her figure had been sent flying.

Once inside the Sword Cavern, they were farther from the sword furnace and no longer subjected to its searing heat. Only then did Ye Ning breathe a sigh of relief.

At that moment, Wu Dingyue was approaching step by step. Although he limped slightly as he walked, he looked calm and composed. In his hand he carried a massive iron-limbed bow, and the sharp arrow on its string gleamed with a cold, ghostly light in the darkness. Clearly, he had fired the arrow just now.

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