Volume One, Chapter 52: Punishment

“I’ll come on the fifteenth. I’ll get in touch with you then.” But she would have to wait until she was of age and had her driver’s license before she could make the purchase.

Qiao Feng seemed to sense Ye Qing’s gaze. When he looked toward her, Ye Qing quickly averted her eyes.

It still depended on what her sister said. If her sister was unwilling to accompany her, he would have to go alone.

Rong Xigu had already packed his things, but when Su Xiaoxiao came over with questions, he couldn’t refuse and sat down to explain to her.

Everyone looked at Li Fuma as if admiring a painting, quietly smiling to themselves.

“Brother Yi Chen will definitely come back, definitely!” Yuan Jingting said with a worried expression.

Upon hearing those two names, Qing Yu’s eyes widened instantly, then she looked at Ning Fan in disbelief.

Even though Lu Zihe had saved her once, Jiang Guangguang still rejected him. Yet she could not refute Cui Yu’s words.

In the central cave, there was a shrine to the Supreme Elder Lord. To the left cave was the shrine of the Great Sage Confucius, and to the right cave was the shrine of Shakyamuni Buddha.

In recent days, the Princess Royal and the Golden Dragon Crown Prince had gone to the capital, returned briefly, and then left again. Here, the Princess Royal’s three younger sisters and the three princesses of Empress Dowager Xiao kept company, so it wasn’t lonely. Yet the longing for Marshal Han grew stronger with each passing day.

A mocking smile appeared at Hugo’s lips. He chuckled, “I’m afraid you can’t decide this matter yourself, great Lord of the Fire Sprite Sect!” Saying this, he flicked Jin Jialong high toward the direction of the Black Gate.

This was the power of a king. This beast could truly be called the king of beasts, a fact confirmed by its path of cultivation.

“Old man, you’re impressive, but do you have the ability to survive in front of me?” Su Xin struck a confident pose, pointing at the elder of Lingquan Mansion and retorting with the same tone and structure.

In the end, she despairingly realized that the demon was indeed Ao Xingfeng whom she had released from the city. Could it be that the reason Zhang Quangui’s men had been tailing Ao Xingfeng was because of this? Was her role in this massacre that of an accomplice?

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Hearing Chen Nan’s words, Zhao Sheng did not press further. After this incident, the group of playboys who had come with him admired Chen Nan even more and treated him with great respect.

As an auxiliary, Xu Hao was not to be outdone. The mixed squad of griffin knights, dragon eagle knights, and helicopters from two teams merged in the air with their comrades.

Biochemical robots could grow, evolving into king-level biochemical robots and even reaching the power of war gods. If this continued, with more self-evolving biochemical robots, would the future world be ruled by them? Would humans become their slaves?

What!? Black-faced Bagman was actually a black wizard? How did he infiltrate the white wizards’ teaching team, then?

Undoubtedly, the lord of the competition venue was the twin-sword king Su Yunzhang! At present, if Si Qi could formally study under Su Yunzhang to improve his strength, it would clearly be more important than Si Qi forming his own faction.

Elwood looked at the young man opposite him, snorted coldly, tilted his head, and without a word, strode toward him.

Chun Ming smiled silently, slipping a hand warmer into her hand and heading toward the main courtyard together.

Hui Niang, Zi Ning, and Tian Xiang stood outside the pavilion, watching her pained face, their hearts aching daily.

Unlike the others who had already passed, Nalan Mingyue had a pill of the secret Nalan Emperor Nine elixir in her mouth.

“No need to persuade me; I can still bear this injury. I won’t die!” Dongfang Ming said stubbornly.

If possible, she wished her maid could live well, rather than suffer endlessly for the sake of “loyalty.”

I smiled silently, my damp hair falling in strands. Reaching out, I tremblingly touched the texture and patterns of the black robe, my heart filled with lingering dread and confusion.

Zhao Yutang nodded, knowing the old lady was anxious for news, so he had Pei Xiner rest in her room first. He then returned to the front yard, changed out of the clothes Pei Xiner had soaked with her tears, and went to the old lady’s courtyard to explain the events of the past days, especially what had happened last night.

After seeing Zhu Jintang off, Shen Yuechen rested briefly before having Chun Ming bring in Lady Cao.

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After a long while, I suddenly burst into a violent fit of laughter—louder and more intense, until I could hardly straighten my back. I could not stop, and my heart rose and fell in waves.

Feeling Li Chengxun’s breathing become abnormal again, Wu Ling’er ignored her pain and grasped his hand once more, transmitting her internal energy to try to dispel the cold within him.

... As the days passed, the number on the sparkling great sword decreased by one each day—a countdown marking the approach of the formal awakening of the inheritance. More and more powerful figures descended upon Tianxin Sect. Some immortal sovereigns refused to believe this, some attacked Shang Ni, and others sought to expel those from the Xuanmen realm.

Su Ye did not understand the ancient symbol and could not guess its meaning but was irresistibly drawn toward it.

Hearing Ling Li’s cold sarcasm, Teng Chongshan’s face flushed red and pale repeatedly. He hadn’t expected a mere early Golden Core realm cultivator to have such strength.

Especially in this ruthless, survival-of-the-fittest cultivation world, strength alone commanded respect.

The aura of death, an unstoppable power. As a swirling tornado, Yun Xia sensed this looming threat of annihilation and let out a roar.

Ye Tian’s expression stiffened. Yesterday, he had dealt with Guo Zhengping twice. Guo’s duplicitous ways had left a deep impression. Now, hearing of Guo’s death, he was surprised and paused before asking, “Is his death connected to me?”

Emperor Xing Feng examined the pill in the bottle, his eyes blazing with fury. Though the poison was colorless and tasteless, undetectable on the celestial jade, at his level, the pill’s nature was easily discernible.

“Didn’t they say many emperor-level figures have arrived?” Shang Ni muttered, a trace of doubt showing on his face.