Volume One, Chapter 29: It Won’t Do Any Good Even If You Beat Her to Death

Zhang Pei had not yet grasped the meaning behind Jiang Weiyue’s words. The next second, Jiang Weiyue picked up a broom and began sweeping it toward them.

Fu Yiming had now explicitly offered to provide her with a home—a home where she could finally feel a sense of belonging. Today was her eighteenth birthday; once the clock struck midnight, she would be required to fulfill her family’s calling and become a professional spirit medium.

"This 80 Void must have been taken by them. The fact that someone is standing guard means there are people inside leveling up. That works out perfectly; it’s time for us to clear the field," Bu Lan said.

The map was drawn on a piece of animal hide; although it looked quite ancient, the quality was surprisingly good.

Ye Rongquan let out a cold snort and slammed his fist against the door panel. With a thunderous boom, the heavy door was sent flying.

Saving one’s own life is not actually difficult; the simplest method is bribery. As the saying goes, money can talk to the gods. While this method is primitive, it is always effective.

"Then you give it a try." Bu Lan loved his confidence, so she let Shuai Jie try his luck as well.

Raising a hand to rub his temples and shaking his throbbing head, Tang Yu continued to stumble toward the master bedroom.

A sudden jolt went through the hearts of all three. They simultaneously recalled the rumors, and even Juxingzi could no longer remain calm. One should never take chances; if the Chronos Clan and the Void Clan were in league with each other, no one could guarantee that the Chronos Clan wouldn't let them in.

Beyond a massive surge in combat power, the evolution of a Yin Wraith also brings an increase in intelligence. A first-tier Yin Wraith has very low intelligence, likely comparable to a pet parrot or myna; by the second tier, it reaches the level of a trained police dog, and by the third tier, its intelligence is roughly equivalent to that of a circus monkey.

A strange thought flashed through Xiao Zhan's mind, and Yun Yue, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly fixed her beautiful eyes upon him. In an instant, a peculiar emotion was transmitted, making him feel entirely ill at ease.

A moment later, the seawater in front of Li San and his companions rippled, and then the figure of Emperor Lanbo slowly appeared before them.

During this period, Li San had considered visiting Aunt-Master Yan Ruoxin at the Yan family, but he discovered that the Yan family was guarded by a supreme expert. Wishing to keep his identity hidden from too many people, he ultimately decided against it.

An Imperial-level practitioner requires one day to travel from Purple Thorn City to the Nine Nether Demon Realm, and a Saint-level practitioner requires even less time.

Just as Li San stepped forward, the swords surrounding him immediately stirred. The once-rusty divine swords all shot toward him in that instant.

"According to the teachings of our predecessors on the Tianyuan Continent, we only have three hours from the moment the Tianyuan Bell tolls until we must depart. I am concerned that the time will not be enough," Lin Ruo said, not holding back his thoughts.

"For you, I’ll go all out." Gao Shan struck a pose of heroic sacrifice; a man, of course, could never admit that he wasn't up to the task.

The person was completely encased in holy armor, making it impossible to see their face. As for their cultivation, it was a significant cut above Xiao Zhan’s current level. Though they lacked the heaven-earth spiritual root unique to a Supreme, they were undeniably a terrifying warrior on par with one.

"Girl, your second uncle was wrong. How about I willingly carry the prey for you?" Rong Ze thought to himself that this girl truly held a grudge. Was it really such a big deal that he accused her of cheating? If one were to calculate it strictly, Lan Rongyue using Jiuxiao and Tianyu to track prey didn't technically count as cheating.

The youth in green looked at Yan Wu’s injuries, his expression flickering with sorrow. At this moment, he did not know what to do.