Volume 1, Chapter 51: Returning in Triumph (Part 3)

The first light of dawn appeared on the horizon once again. Ren Simiao just emerged from the cemetery, holding the music box that had lost its energy and could no longer play, and stepped into the car that had been waiting for her right at the gates.

During a grand Dao-論 (discourse) assembly at Mount Kunlun, Jiang Yili, the chief disciple under Jiang Hongsha, utterly surpassed all his peers among the cultivators of the Nine Provinces, instantly making the Blood God Sect shine with matchless glory upon the summit of Mount Kunlun.

Yet what made everything tragically hopeless and plunged him into a quagmire of endless suffering from which he could never free himself was this unredeemable load of sins.

Although Bochi's explanation had zero scientific basis, just imagine how cruel it was to extract a dead person's heart, distill it into thick blood, and inject it into a child's body! And when Bochi recounted all this, there was not the slightest trace of remorse; he was even excited and proud.

Wu Jiang gently rubbed his cheek against Zhou Ji's, feeling his own face burning with intense heat while also sensing that Zhou Ji's face was just as hot as his. Gently, Wu Jiang used his lips to explore Zhou Ji's lips.

The players of the HXZ esports team were flying toward their designated landing zone and did not notice anything amiss at the very first moment.

After a whole day of verbal sparring, neither Cheng Yue nor Cheng Jin was willing to compromise with the other. In a fit of anger, Cheng Yue carried her nephew Cheng Nian out of Cheng Jin's house on her back—metaphorically speaking, of course, while the physical execution was actually carried out by Lan Yingchen.

Until that brazen white light capable of shaking the firmament gradually grew weak, Fang Jie still had not waited for the scene he had so ardently anticipated. He did not see that man in a slightly washed-out cyan gown walking slowly up into the heavens, just as he had once walked slowly up to the second floor of the House of Red Sleeves in Fangu City.

Although they had not yet met Li Xiandao face-to-face, he had lost miserably in the mental confrontation across the void and naturally did not dare to meet Li Xiandao ever again.

"I understand. Tian Guangming will definitely fulfill the master's task," Tian Guangming said with excitement. The master had given him a command personally; although there were already quite a few people in this Heaven and Earth Bank, the master did not seek them out, but specifically chose him.

If Cangjie were willing, once he attained the realm of Hunyuan in the future, he would undoubtedly pass down all his authority and powers to Cangjie, while he himself would comfortably become a retired sovereign and enjoy peace and tranquility. If he were not willing, he would simply select another capable individual among the demon race to take on as a disciple; and if worst came to worst, there was still that fellow Shuiyong.

The Demon Clan's Guardian Formation? Zhonghao was startled, as if he had grasped something profound. If that were the case, what the Heavenly Dao or Haotian was plotting during the Tribulation of Conferred Gods became quite obvious. It also aligned with their conjectures: having murdered his own eldest brother, did they intend to leverage the brother's power to control the entire Primordial World?

At that very moment, she did not know whether she should feel happy for her senior sister or grieve for her. Once her senior sister learned the truth, would she still wish to entangle herself with him? Was the future to bring blessings or disasters?

Many merchants from the caravan ran over to express their gratitude to Lin Xin. Some even offered silver coins to thank her, all of which Lin Xin politely declined.

The colossal lightning-forged warship pressed down from above, its surging thunderous might transforming a radius of one li into a world of pure lightning. But the next instant, an eerie and ominous black-red radiance pierced through the lightning world like a sharp sword, cleaving the massive lightning warship cleanly in two.

"We'll be right back, it won't waste much of your time." He spoke with an expressionless face, his grip so firm that it left no room for her to escape.

If Hongting wanted to take Tang Feng back to the Immortal Realm, she first had to retrieve her energy avatars, which had been wandering out in the mortal realm for a thousand years. The one following the elderly man in coarse clothes was merely one of them; her energy was far too immense, split precisely into ten fragments scattered across every corner of the cultivation world.

The forest was lush with dense vegetation, appearing as though human footsteps had not graced it for many years. Huang Rui rode his horse forward recklessly, with Xia Ming following closely behind, suffering quite a bit along the way, while Jing Xi hid safely behind Huang Rui, dodging the tangled brush and branches.

As An Haoran spoke, he thrust out a hand straight toward Tang Feng's face. He was merely testing the waters and had not exerted his full strength, using at most ten percent of his power; yet even that meager ten percent was more than an ordinary person could endure.

Under Lin Feifan's repeated instructions, the group set off in high spirits. They traveled in reinforced and modified electric off-road vehicles, covering a distance of about fifty kilometers from the starting point to the rendezvous point. They had to navigate the perilous nighttime forest entirely on their own, and no one knew what kind of creatures they might encounter.

However, having just heard Xu Guojun mention that Lin Fan was actually a top-tier chip manufacturing expert, Robinson was forced to reevaluate Lin Fan. How could this guy Lin Fan have become a top-tier chip manufacturing expert entirely through self-study?

She had been acting as a hands-off boss for two years now, and if she continued to be so hands-off, the people under her would probably stage an uprising.

Those who practice the path of immortality have no need for food. Wang Yifei had already achieved Qi-in-breath after reaching the fourth layer of Qi Condensation, let alone the old man who was a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The doctor had clearly prescribed two pills, but Chen Zhan felt that was not safe and directly doubled the dosage according to the medical advice.

The black clouds transformed into soil, but after all, they were not true earth, so the place looked completely barren and exceptionally desolate.

To be precise, she couldn't bear to part with that mattress, but today was the weekend, and tomorrow was Monday, which meant a meeting was required, so she had to go back.

"It's you! I was right beside my elder sister that day, and even if you turned to ashes, I'd still remember you!" Chen Xinying replied through clenched teeth.

The two of them were instantly silenced by my shout, glared at each other with unconcealed defiance, and returned to their respective rooms to pack their luggage.

"All the rooms for the next week have been booked; it's full house every single day," Qin Xin said with a smile.

"Senior predecessor, we respect you deeply, but did you hit the wrong person?" Feitian Linglang wailed in utter grievance.

When a half-grown boy revealed a murderous intent in his eyes, and the twelve boys behind him also revealed the exact same murderous intent, the muscular men who had surrounded them froze in place.

At that moment, Lü Chen walked in. He was another fellow who liked to run over to my place in the dead of night to have a couple of drinks.

The thugs had already given chase. Realizing she could no longer outrun them, Xiaojia swung her suitcase hard at the pursuer, then grabbed Hao Lei and pulled her tightly into her embrace, protecting her fiercely against her chest.