Volume 1, Chapter 24: Why Don't You Give It a Try?

Xu Feiyan looked at Chu Lingtian in astonishment. "You know him?" She hadn't expected this guy to be acquainted with Zheng Shaojie.

"I don't know him yet," Chu Lingtian replied with a shake of his head.

Xu Feiyan's eyes widened. *For goodness' sake!* Then why were you acting as if you were old friends?

Although Zheng Shaojie knew that the people standing before him were the Chu Lingtian and Jiang Wan mentioned by Huang Yanchen, he remained silent. He simply flicked his wrists, and the two burly men blocking the doorway understood the signal instantly, reaching out to grab Chu Lingtian.

"Careful!" Xu Feiyan screamed.

Chu Lingtian did not even turn his head; he backhanded a slap across the air.

*Crack!*

A crisp sound echoed, and the one-eyed man who had reached out was sent flying back with a single strike.

The dim sky looked vast and deathly still, but the sea of blood gradually regained its vitality. The malevolent spirits, which had been hiding somewhere just moments ago, began to drift about silently once more. Aside from a faint green glow appearing within the bodies of a very few souls, nothing else seemed to have changed.

Suddenly, thousands of cultivators had appeared, and that was without counting those from other factions. Given this level of influx, it was estimated that the number of cultivators in Blue Crystal City had now exceeded ten thousand.

"Don't move, it will be over in a moment." His tone was both gentle and overbearing. Chuxin's face began to flush with heat, but he paid no heed, focusing intently on his task.

By the time we received the news, Old Lan Gui had already been trapping the Heavenly Venerate Mansion for over three days.

After all, the four of them had lived on this continent for a very long time, following the Primordial Dao Ancestor.

He wanted to become stronger, but he could only rely on those who were already powerful. Thus, no matter how far he traveled, there was always someone above him who could command him.

Chuxin was speechless. She had learned something new today: apparently, there were people who would hire others to wreck their own shops.

"It's nothing. I won't trouble the soldiers; I'll just walk with you all." Chuxin smiled and shook her head. The mountain road was rugged and difficult; it was already enough of a burden for them to carry Jun Nuo, let alone add her to the mix.

After an unknown amount of time, the 'Eastern Emperor Taiyi' seemed to accept the reality before him. He slowly straightened his back, and a trace of a smile finally appeared on his pale face. "Even so, I will stake this life of mine to hold up this sky for you." I am first and foremost the mother of Qingwu, and only then the supreme leader of the Yin-Yang School.

Just as Ao Hua was nearly killed by a single strike from the lake beast and landed with a thud, the blood of the beast that Qin Yan had just blasted apart with a single punch began to patter down onto the ground.

We chatted as we went up to the second floor and found a table by the window. King Cheng took off his bamboo hat and set it aside. His two guards followed and sat at another table; I assumed there was a place to tether horses downstairs.

"Your Majesty, it is not that this concubine refuses, but too many people recognize this face. Even if I were declared dead, others would still identify me!" Gong Moli felt the plan was insane and risky. Even though Feng Qianzhan was the Emperor and no one dared to speak against him to his face, the facts remained unchanged.

Previously, those people had constantly moved throughout the venue without lingering, stopping only for a second or two as if to collect money and hand over items. Then, they would repeatedly enter the room upstairs.

"Her? Very well!" Although Ying Tao was skeptical, the look in Feng Qianxun's eyes made him choose to believe her for once.

With that, the three of them fell into their own silence inside the carriage. Zhenrong's tears gradually turned into sobs, and Yan Jun's resolute expression grew even more sorrowful amidst her weeping. "Stop crying," she comforted Zhenrong, but the maid shook her head, unable to stop her tears.

Without a shred of room for negotiation, the dozen or so demonic sword spirits surged forward, cloaked in monstrous demonic energy, and slashed at Qin Yan once again.

"So, all the previous attacks were just to test my habits?" He Yunlong looked up at Lin Ming and asked.

She had long since experienced the coldness of human nature, and more deeply than anyone else. But everyone in the Heavenly Realm wore such masks because the survival environment there was far too harsh; without such measures, there was simply no way to survive.

She hadn't intended to look, but because the phone was right in front of her, it was unavoidable.

"Enough! If you have something to say, say it! There's no need for flattery!" Xiao Yiqin had always been impatient with these merchants.

An afternoon had passed, and the situation was urgent. An expedited report had been sent up, and Inspector Chen estimated a reply would arrive by evening. If he let the person go now and the main suspect vanished by the time the reply arrived, that would be a disaster.

"Your Highness, it is against the rules to meet before the wedding!" Steward Lu had already appeared in the courtyard.

The mountain road behind the house was indeed difficult to walk, and with the snow making it slippery at night, Murong Changqing carried Ni Yexin the whole way. Ni Yexin felt a bit embarrassed and didn't want to be carried, but Murong Changqing insisted.

Outside the villa, dreamy colorful lights flickered, and countless fountain jets intertwined, forming beautiful shapes in the air. The world returned to tranquility, with only the giant screen in front playing a series of photographs.

Cui Yuming's tone was flat. He tried his best to act like the original owner of the body, but He Gui still sensed something wrong, knowing how much the original owner valued family ties.

Tao Xiu's knuckles turned white as he gripped the sofa. Apart from Ding Le, no one had ever been this good to him. Yet, he couldn't hold the only person who treated him this way in his arms; was he forced to push him away?

Watching the two tears fall onto the back of his hand, Locke's fingers trembled. He suddenly snapped out of his daze and hurriedly let her go.

"Move!" Li Yue said softly. When the two guards remained indifferent, Li Yue took action directly.

In the distance, those who noticed the battle were suddenly in an uproar, each of them filled with shock.

Mu Ye couldn't help but shudder, her spine chilling as she took a half-step back. She didn't know why she was so afraid of that man; even the mere mention of his name made her tremble with fear.

"Father!" Ling Xiaotian shouted, his voice filled with agony. When Ling Yuan heard this, he quickly looked over and saw his father lying on the ground, pale and with his cultivation completely dissipated. Terrified, he screamed and ran to his father's side.

Without waiting for orders, Deputy Commander Lin Qingshan led the training battalion and the 13th Battalion to bypass the area covered by enemy artillery, forming a skirmish line with the other two battalions and creeping across the ice.

From beginning to end, he had not shown her a shred of warmth. He did not even deign to hate her; he simply did not want to look at her ever again.

As they clashed, the hundred-year-old sword Pear Blossom and the companion sword Judgment Light collided, sending sparks flying and sword energy scattering throughout the courtyard.

After speaking, he jumped off his horse and bowed three times respectfully toward Monkey Head Peak. The officers and soldiers behind him all dismounted and followed his lead, bowing three times toward the peak.

The Toad was useless, and the only one who could deal burst damage was the Mouth, but they all knew that even if the Mouth was given space to output, it wouldn't be enough to make up for the team's overall lack of damage.

Zu Anbang had once believed that the "gift" Yu Zhi wanted was simply money. Who would have thought that this youth wanted the silver to settle the common people?

He just couldn't shake the feeling that something was strange. Were these fans deliberately trying to blacken the name of the Purple Gold Team? Sigh, he just hoped the members of the Qingfeng Team hadn't been watching the live stream to kill time on the road.

For instance, Li Wuxin might not forgive her, and might even show her disdain and hatred from the very beginning.

Pei Yueyue couldn't help but burst into laughter, followed by a hiccup. In her eyes, the device was nothing more than a pile of scrap metal assembled together; it had absolutely nothing to do with art.