Volume 1, Chapter 61: Ah Zhi Is the True Love of My Life

Sanlin Niang cast a disdainful glance at him and asked, "Is that so?"
Pei Jing smiled and said, "Naturally!" With that, he swept forward like a gust of wind, sword in hand, right before "Shen Zhi." Sanlin Niang chuckled, pointed at her own neck, and said, "Come on, kill me, and the souls will never be swapped back, you know."
Pei Jing instantly changed the direction of his sword.

Among the five peaks, there were two lineages of heritage: one governed martial arts, and the other mastered a myriad of miscellaneous studies. The remaining three peaks served respectively as the administrative grounds for the sect master and elders, the trial grounds for third-tier disciples, and the tallest peak, which was strictly forbidden to anyone and served as the secluded cultivation ground for past generations of elders.

However, if powerhouses at the Spirit Convergence Realm wished to conceal this aura, they could do so. But once they reached the Reorganization Realm, this aura could no longer be easily masked.

After the extreme clash, the two torrents of energy dissipated simultaneously. The Evil King stood tall in the void, his expression turning somewhat cold. With a slight flutter of his robes, he materialized thirty feet in front of Chu Haochen.

The Black Mountain Old Demon was far too difficult to deal with. It was a powerful nether spirit formed over tens of millions of years from a black mountain. This nether spirit possessed a thousand years of cultivation since its birth, with the black mountain being its true physical form. Furthermore, it could detach itself from its physical form and lurk within any mountain range or earth vein, manipulating the rocks and soil of the mountains.

The beautiful woman's eyes grew hazy. Watching her full, snow-white sanctuary continually morph into various shapes under Luo Tian's large hands, her vital qi surged uncontrollably, leaving her panting and her delicate body burning with an unbearable fever.

Zhen Baoer did not check the time. She leaned against Gu Zhijun's embrace, letting him hold the phone and play a TV series for her.

Fu Qingfeng was full of heroic spirit and unmatched grace. Even when facing defeat and conceding, she did so with absolute dignity and fairness, entirely devoid of hostility, embodying a transcendent ease.

Old Man Tang remained Old Man Tang. Even though it was his first time piloting a P40 fighter jet, he did not let everyone down for long. After circling twice in the sky, he pulled the aircraft directly upward, and upon reaching a certain altitude, went into a rapid dive.

Ye Tian was a supreme expert reborn. His realm was overwhelmingly high; even without any energy, relying solely on his comprehension of the sword, he was more than enough to deal with numerous puppets.

"Sister Yan, our project has also enjoyed a bumper harvest this year, and the company intends to commend our project. If you don't go, the company leaders might have opinions, after all, this happens only once a year," Han Xu added.

"What, you made too much? Then just take the change," Shen Boling looked at him with a half-smile. From his expression, he could tell that the matter had likely succeeded.

"With that thick skin of his, could he possibly starve himself?" Xia Zihan's voice came complaining through the phone, leaving Aunt Wang with a mute, knowing smile.

After returning home that evening, Ye Chu suddenly received a call from Fu Tiantian, asking her to go to the MGM Dance Hall tomorrow. Fu Tiantian's voice sounded somewhat strange, and Ye Chu vaguely guessed something.

Wu Xie smiled and picked up the printed materials on the table. The information was quite detailed, stating that it was one family among the three major ones. According to seniority, this person should be a cousin of the same generation as Wang Daquan.

The next day, Ye Chu dressed very low-key, wearing a black hat that covered half her face to ensure she would not be recognized at MGM.

Selling songs—just one, in any style, on any theme, tailored exclusively for you to satisfy your every demand. If one doesn't suffice, I will write a hundred, ten thousand, until you are satisfied.

Naturally, however, she only spoke of what benefited her. What was clearly drugging him in secret was twisted by her into being overwhelmed by passion; in short, she framed it as having a secret affair with Gu Qian.

She walked forward with a preoccupied mind, paying no attention to the path, and only realized what she had done after colliding with someone.

After a brief moment of deep thought, Yan Qingcheng finally made her decision. After all, this was Jiulong City; even though Jiang Yubai was a prominent young master of the Jiang family in the Jiangnan region, he couldn't possibly do anything to her in broad daylight, could he?