Chapter 22

Young Master Jin and his companions could not help but burst into laughter. They sneered at Zhou Shi, as if they had just heard the greatest joke in the world.

Wang Mei felt extremely irritated. She had not expected matters to spiral beyond her imagination, and given the outcome, she felt a deep sense of aversion. She shot an annoyed glance at her parents, thinking their actions had been far too rash.

After admiring the beauty of the sunrise over Mount Tai, Hua Mingzhou and his group descended the mountain and began their journey toward the southwest. By the time they reached Wenshang, dusk was falling. Not in a rush to press on, they stopped to find an inn to rest.

After a full five minutes, his divine sense had expanded to a breathtaking extent. Lu Heng’s eyes finally lit up.

All of this was Qin Tian’s intention. One must realize that even a martial arts legend at the Heavenly Spirit Realm had been beaten into critical condition, which showed that the opponent's influence was absolutely immense. They could not afford to be careless.

Upon returning to school, Yang Kaixuan gradually settled back into his routine. Whenever he had a spare moment, even when going to the restroom, he was busy working on practice problems.

Wang Feihu asked, "Does this mean those responsible for tailing us belong to an organization? And what kind of organization would that be? Even among the major sects in the martial arts world, none have established such a specialized surveillance agency. Could it be the Heavenly Joy Palace? Or perhaps..." Everyone looked at one another in silence.

When it came down to it, Yu Lingwei did not actually care about losing face; she simply did not want to leave a bad impression on Yu Feng, considering both her own future and theirs.

The icy lake water helped her regain some consciousness, but she could not hold her breath for long. Fortunately, it was dark now, and even if she occasionally surfaced to catch her breath, no one would notice.

Princess Luxiang heard this and smiled silently. Lin Mi’er likely did not know that Jun Ninglan hated being told he was handsome. Oblivious, Lin Mi’er had already struck at Jun Ninglan's deepest taboo.

Yang Chen ignored him, gently wiping the long sword in his hand, and glanced at the few corpses. His meaning was clear.

At this moment, he could not even utter a curse. His eyes were filled with nothing but fear and resentment. Damn it, he had just been running a street stall to sell some goods and ended up dying here. It was too damn ridiculous.

However, just as the two of them were some distance away from him, Yang Chen was shocked to discover that while he could still see their movements, he could not hear a single sound from them. This discovery truly terrified him. It wasn't a formation, yet he hadn't detected any magical artifacts—what was going on?

Following the direction of the arrow, sure enough, in an irregular depression on the stone—a spot invisible to the naked eye, tucked near the bottom where divine sense could detect nothing unusual—he found a faint handprint.

That’s right. With her, he had a home. No matter how much darkness had passed, at this moment, his world was filled with sunlight.

"Is the Eye of Dreams hidden by you in the Black Demon Sect?" Chen You stood at the front of the flying ship, asking Qi Ming, who was steering it beside her.

However, if things were to be changed, starting now would not be a bad idea. "Qiyue, how about I handle this matter?" It was necessary to be assertive when required; Yan Yi had told him this not long ago.

Walking into the hospital, the heavy scent of disinfectant assaulted his nose, making him feel quite uncomfortable. To ensure the absolute safety of everyone, an entire floor of the hospital had been cleared for the three of them to live and receive treatment.

Han Siyou usually ate in his own villa because he was not used to takeout, so he had hired a domestic helper to cook for him daily. Now, that helper had left.

"Uh..." Jiang Wei looked at Deng Ai, speechless and momentarily unsure of how to respond.

At the time, Liu Yi had not considered this point; he had only thought the Cao army camp looked like a dead snake. Now that the Cao army had rearranged their camp, Liu Yi realized the truth after seeing it, but unfortunately, what was the point of saying it now?

When Jessica had first arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, the impression Deng Lidu had of her was that she was someone who didn't care much for money, lacked ambition, and had an introverted personality.

"Indeed, according to the intelligence obtained, it is highly probable that Fu Shiren is a spy planted by Jiangdong among the Lord's subordinates!" Deng Ai nodded affirmatively.

Tears fell in streams, and Li Cuihua looked exceptionally pitiable at this moment. Yet, the words she spoke caused the faces of the Zhao family to shift in unison. Old Man Zhao and Madame Wang both looked toward Su Jin and Zhao Ziheng.

The embarrassing story that once made him raise his staff in anger to duel anyone who mentioned it could now be told naturally as a joke to a "junior" he had just met.

Deng Lidu possessed various teleportation spells and devices, but sometimes he still needed a magical car to explore New York City.

Su Junsheng was moved by his beloved wife's intentions, and turning to see his father-in-law nodding repeatedly, indicating a willingness to sacrifice himself to draw the enemies away, his heart softened even further.

Just as the wooden carving in Liu Yi's hand took shape, a system notification rang out abruptly in his mind, causing Liu Yi, whose brain was beginning to feel foggy, to wake up slightly. He turned his gaze toward the carving in his hand.

However, each trade has its own specialty. Even if his memory was filled with excellent stories, knowing how to present them was no easy task.

A hoarse male voice roared, followed by sounds of agony from within; they seemed to be tearing at each other. The magical energy inside surged more violently, as if undergoing a transformation in its very essence.

Luo Xiuci asked himself: even as a martial arts titan at the Golden Core Heavenly Human realm, he could never suppress and kill the four of them, including Kou Cheng, in an instant.

Influenced by Yao Ji's ascension, spiritual energy gathered frantically within a hundred miles of Wushan. Clouds and mist swirled, and under the nourishment of that energy, tree after tree grew wildly.

Although demonic cultivation techniques were extremely sinister and mostly belonged to secret arts that hurt oneself as much as the enemy, their terrifying nature was undeniable.

Some of the older ones knew Lin Qingxian's temper; he was not as gentle as he appeared on the surface.

Qin Shouyi opened his eyes and saw Ling Yunpeng. Ling Yunpeng placed a finger to his lips, signaling him to be quiet, and then beckoned him. Qin Shouyi got up, put on his clothes, and followed Ling Yunpeng out.