Chapter 29

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Dong Xie had booked the restaurant and ordered the cake a month ago. Although he had never expected such a tremendous upheaval to occur in the meantime, he still felt that celebrating A Ning’s birthday at this critical juncture was deeply meaningful.

“Esteemed guest, I ask that you choose your words carefully. Please do not say anything that might insult the Pavilion Master,” the attendant said.

Luo Yinyin infused her spiritual sense into the Jade-Glazed Azure Radiance Sword and the Green-Flame Coral Trident, discovering that the previous owners’ spiritual imprints had been erased completely. All she needed to do was brand the two weapons with her own blood essence, and the two innate treasures would acknowledge her as their master at once.

As soon as these words were spoken, the children began asking Lu Jiu one after another, “Great-Aunt, are you going to make us new clothes?”

“It is time to go back and rest. Jifu has to get up early tomorrow to put on her makeup.” Dongfang Cheng smiled faintly. Without any intention of saying more, he offered the reminder and left.

At that moment, the centurion commanding a hundred-man unit of black-armored infantry became the backbone of everyone present. Seeing that the army behind him had nearly finished retreating while the explosions ahead continued without pause, he also understood that the immense whirlwinds and clouds of dust rising from the blasts had become their finest cover.

Lin Xi had never cooked a meal in her life. In her eyes, Ren Qinghuan’s speed was practically that of a martial-arts master.

In the end, only six people—Wang Xieyi, Xin Zimu, Fang Saixue, Ji Han, Demon Blade, and Qian Tianhong—managed to identify all the gold lacquer and thus qualified to enter the next stage of the competition: refining the gold lacquer.

“Hey, training is training no matter where you do it. You can train right here in our city. I’ll take you to meet the City Lord. If he happens to think highly of you, you’ll be set for life,” the cultivator said with a laugh.

Ai Han immediately gathered her spiritual energy and prepared to blast the gates, but Xuan Lei seized her arm and stopped her.

Li Donghai looked at Miao Shou and burst into laughter. He laughed happily, recklessly, and with immense satisfaction.

“Let’s go have breakfast first! Then we’ll set off!” Liu Qing said with a smile as she emerged from the bathing room.

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Founding a nation on the Heavenly Martial Continent was simple. All one needed was sufficient strength and territory. When Lin Yumeng produced the Imperial Jade Seal, Lin Qingxuan and the others showed little reaction, but Hua Jinsheng’s eyes widened as he stared at the seal suspiciously.

Green Branch slowly knelt down again. Seeing the dust clinging to her silver-white silk cheongsam, she could not help frowning.

The younger generation had long since been stunned speechless. They had seen Li Youyou before, but she had never been this beautiful. Of course, they did not know that most of Li Youyou’s illness had already been cured. Her health had improved, and she possessed far more vitality than before.

“I don’t know,” Han Fei replied, looking somewhat flustered, uncertain how to deal with the situation before him.

Nian Changfeng asked again, “Senior...” He had not even finished speaking when he sensed that something was wrong. Looking more closely, he saw the red-haired, heavily bearded old man’s figure gradually fading away. It turned out that the old man had already gone after them.

“Kill!” A deafening roar suddenly erupted outside the clubhouse. Chen Fei’s elite troops from the Flying Tiger Gang had arrived. Without a word, they drew their steel blades and charged straight into the clubhouse.

He gained a flash of understanding, and his state of mind rose once more. Then, to his astonishment, the Qiming Formula—which had previously been on the verge of collapse—suddenly clicked into place, and he comprehended it.

Yet the speaker did not retreat. Instead, he crossed his arms with brazen confidence and looked at her as though he were certain she could not escape, as if he did not regard her meager cultivation in the slightest.

Bi He watched Tang Xuanye’s ice-cold face without blinking, her eyes filled with mockery.

“Please enlighten me, Mister Bird,” the white-robed man said respectfully as he looked at the Wise Emperor. Inwardly, he muttered, You avian swindler. Could you really be a fraud?

Naluo helped Qimei into the cavern and seated her against the wall. In a low voice, he said, “I’m going to lure them away. Rest here and take care of yourself!” With that, Naluo rose and prepared to leave.

“I understand now. Not everyone can restrain you. It seems I can. Then take another palm strike,” Tie Yi said shamelessly.

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Just as she bent down and lunged toward Yun Yi, intending to pull him up, a flash of golden light suddenly filled her vision. The world spun around her, and the next moment she collapsed headfirst onto Yun Yi, still holding Xia Xue in her arms.

“Do you think she will see through this illusion?” the person who had spoken earlier asked the man seated beside him.

Could this Li Xian truly be someone blessed with extraordinary fortune? Not only had that innate spirit treasure acknowledged him as its master, but now even this Nine-Lives Yin-Yang Cat—whose cultivation they could not discern—had betrayed its former master and pledged itself to him. Everyone knew that the Nine-Lives Yin-Yang Cat was Hua Wutan’s spirit pet. What on earth was happening?

Even Shangxie, who had always urged her to cultivate and pushed her to improve, had said the same. Clearly, this was not the right time.

Not far away, a black cloud drifted above the grass. Looking closely, one could see that it was actually made up of more than twenty ghost demons. Green aura billowed around their bodies, revealing cultivation levels roughly equivalent to the Golden Core stage. However, the ghost demons appeared to be injured and were extremely weak.

“Jingle!” The bell above the door rang as a young man entered with impeccable manners. Following behind him was an older man in his forties or fifties with a trace of white in his hair. He looked very much like a butler.

The violet flames that had not collided seemed almost visible to the naked eye. Purple fire of astonishing heat spewed from the tiger’s mouth and surged toward the deep-black flames.

“I know you must all be wondering why I came out of seclusion ahead of schedule, where I went, and how I managed to bring back a group of villagers. I was originally cultivating in seclusion, but later—”

Mu Jing also kept the enemy fish from landing the final hits while guarding against a possible gank from the enemy Gragas. As the seconds passed, Mu Jing reached level six first.

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