Volume 1, Chapter 33: However Beautiful, the Peony Must Eventually Fade

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Seeing that the tide had turned against him, the sunglass-wearing savage let out a loud cry and ordered his men to cover the retreat. He himself crawled through a breach in the wall without the slightest concern for appearances, then took off running into the reeds outside.

A deep light flickered faintly in his eyes. Since the decision had already been made, it was best to act sooner rather than later, lest delay bring unforeseen trouble. With that thought, Song Li slapped his thigh hard, rose to his feet, and went over to the cabinet. After rummaging through it for a while, he took out a money pouch.

For some reason, Tang Chan had often found herself thinking this way lately. She was no longer as decisive as she had been at the beginning.

His face was utterly cold. Ruilin’s hands opened like the heads of vicious snakes, trembling as they swayed and snapped like two venomous serpents. His body moved with them, his steps swift and sinuous, like a snake weaving through grass. As he twisted his waist, the snake-like tips of his hands struck out countless times. Astonishingly, those strikes formed countless circles, each one executed with uncanny precision.

Short of bullets traveling at high speed, ordinary people without firearms could no longer pose any threat to him.

“What’s up?” Qin Yue could not help asking. All he could see was people—nothing particularly interesting.

Qian Dele naturally understood the danger involved. Though he was nearly insane, he was not foolish enough to climb a tree and throw his life away. Left with no choice, Qian Dele gripped his single-edged saber and hacked furiously at the tree where Fu Haichen was hiding, looking utterly deranged.

Qingfeng paid no attention whatsoever to Mingyue’s sulking. With an excited look on his face, he seized her hand and ran off in a certain direction.

“Mr. Wei doesn’t trust us, yet we’ve shown our sincerity. Why is he still unwilling to trust us?” Wu Xuan could not understand it. He truly could not understand why there could be someone so stubborn in this world.

Wanxiao staggered and nearly fell. Her palm was empty, holding nothing but the thin, chilly air drifting through it.

Radiance continued to flow across the Demon God Battle Armor, while boundless murderous energy emerged from the broken sword. A heaven-shaking killing intent surged through the void.

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“Why do you look so miserable? If your father knew you’d scored so highly, he’d be over the moon.” By then, the two cups of milk tea Fang Rou had ordered had been brought over by the server. She handed one to Yaya, then inserted a straw into her own and took a sip.

Not only was Zhang Yixiang’s identity unusual, but he was also of great importance in uncovering the truth about Qishan. Chu Guoliang treated him with extraordinary caution.

Even so, people would still rush out one after another, if only to tell their families, “Mom, Dad, I’m not fooling around like I used to. Look—I’ve even become class monitor!”

The dignified Young Master Zhang had actually been beaten up in Qishan. If word got out, he would have nowhere to put his pride.

Only after saying that did I feel at ease enough to get out of the car. I bought a bag of fried chicken strips by the roadside and began munching on them noisily.

“Smack!” Shuiyue froze for a moment, then looked up at Tang Jie in confusion. Her eyes were swollen and red from crying.

“What happened?” Seeing their expressions, Gu Chengwu felt a wave of unease rise in his heart and immediately asked.

The next moment, blood gushed from the man’s chest like a spring. Fortunately, his cultivation was quite impressive. At the crucial instant, he managed to evade half a step, deflecting most of the force behind Lin Tiancheng’s slash. Otherwise, Lin Tiancheng’s blade would already have cut him in two.

Chen Qingyang released his grip, and Qiao Sanchuan collapsed awkwardly to the ground, coughing incessantly, his expression one of intense agony.

But before Li Er could eagerly begin preparing his next plan, the Turks struck him a crushing blow.

“Thank you, Grandpa Milos!” Taking the spatial ring excitedly, Lorin could not wait to put it on his finger, turning it over and over in delighted fascination.

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Those words crashed over the surrounding people like a bolt from a clear sky. Shizi was still staring in astonishment when Xiao Chong and Niu Dahan, who had just tilted their heads back and drained their cups of wine, heard the remark. In an instant, they became two human fountains, spraying every last drop into the air.

Cao Yu’s challenge was now imminent. It might seem that more than ten years still remained, but for cultivators—for martial artists like them—ten years was truly not very long. In the blink of an eye, the confrontation might already be upon them, leaving Wuming precious little time to recover and prepare.

The sword energy surged like a vast, rolling sea tide. Luo Mei frowned. The sensation was as though the entire Sword Mound had left the academy, raced all the way here, and was now hurtling straight down upon her.

Watching Lorin launch one frenzied attack after another from a distance, Marty felt a chill run down his spine and a shudder of fear in his heart.

“Kill anyone who dares oppose us! What are you afraid of? You’re so worried about a fart landing on your heels that you’ve all started overthinking everything!” Lü Tianci shouted.

“Kill!” Li Er charged at the forefront, pursuing them with overwhelming ferocity. Behind him followed the burly Yuchi Jingde, who looked like a black-faced god of slaughter.

Perhaps it was the arrangement of the gods, or Heaven’s way of stirring the world—bringing people together only to part them again, an old monk preaching the Dharma before meeting his death.

Seeing the changes in the ministers’ faces, Li Er was beside himself with joy. This was even better. Li Yu had arrogantly humiliated Chai Hui today, and this time he had surely offended every minister at court. From now on, he would be utterly isolated, making it much easier for them to come over to Li Er’s side.

What Tang Jingtian said was correct. Although Ye Feng possessed crystals worth more than a billion, before a great power of this magnitude, that amount was no more than a drop in the ocean.

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