Volume 1, Chapter 31: Marry Anyone But Him

After all, within the entire legion, there were over hundreds of Martial Spirit experts alone; such a lineup was absolutely impossible to see in the Yuanding Kingdom.

Guo Bingtian did not lower his guard simply because Xiao Nu’s cultivation was on par with his own. On the contrary, the Guo family had clearly made full preparations long ago.

Su Wan’er let out a twisted laugh, and her body began to split apart, as if another body were emerging from within her original form.

The young master had planned everything, yet he had never told them what the Blood River Pearl truly was.

Hedong Prefecture, with a total score of 428, was currently ranked fourth. Aside from the Taichuan Sect, it had the highest earnings so far. However, the elder leading the delegation from this prefecture wore a dejected expression; it seemed they would inevitably face demotion in the rankings this term.

As Yun Fan moved silently forward, a white light ignited around his body. He sensed the light briefly, but made no move to resist, allowing it to envelop him completely.

Having hidden his sword for a year, the sword aura had absorbed his flesh and blood at every moment to grow stronger. By the end of the year, the aura was capable of permeating his entire body, even tearing at and entangling his soul.

A wooden spear was embedded in his back, piercing his heart. The force of the spear had shattered half of his body into fragments. At that moment, with a sudden clatter, he collapsed into lumps of flesh, falling to the ground, no longer resembling a human form.

Fortunately, this breakthrough crisis had been navigated safely and smoothly. His focus returned from the tension of the breakthrough, and he relaxed completely. He slowly opened his eyes—clear, black, and white—which he had closed to concentrate his mind inward during the process.

Before the figure had even arrived, a heaven-shaking howl, thick with murderous intent, boomed across the sky for over a hundred miles. Nearly half the inhabitants of Dongyue Island could hear it.

Situ Jie scoffed, "The Nangong family is left with only two old fossils and one fool, yet they dare to be mentioned alongside our Situ family? It is a disgrace."

After gripping Old Chu’s arm, the grey-clad elder closed his eyes for a few seconds. When he reopened them, a piercing, icy glint shot from his pupils.

Instead, they chose to train Princess Vivian to lead the next generation of Dragon Warriors, hoping for a day when they could make a comeback.

At this moment, Jiang Huairen and the others were tumbling constantly inside the giant centipede’s stomach, much like riding a spiral roller coaster. The nauseating stench, in particular, made them feel extremely miserable.

"My master is Young Master Xie Wangchu of the Moral Sect. The items have already been taken by the young master’s men. I don’t know where they are now," Jiang Yi said, gesturing toward Young Master Chu.

At this moment, the experts lying in ambush within the manor finally emerged. Both were the renowned Sanxiu cultivators of the Mountain Green Phase from the Daotian Empire.

Thus, his move was a stroke of accidental genius that perfectly catered to the market, and it sold exceptionally well.

She looked at Jiang Yi, her eyes flickering, her mouth opening, but in the end, she could not utter a word.

Throughout the entire hall, the only raw stones with high spiritual energy were those two—one was the discarded scrap, and the other was the stone valued at one million. This was the reason Jiang Yi had stipulated that only stones under 500,000 could be purchased.

The second gunshot never rang out. Jiang Yi lunged forward, snatched the pistol from Ding Hong’s hand, and aimed it at Ding Hong’s head.

This was not a prison transport vehicle for criminals, but a high-end SUV with civilian plates. The criminal police squad could not afford such a vehicle. These people were too clean and well-dressed, looking too healthy; the criminal police in Beijing were always dusty and exhausted, never looking like such pampered individuals.

However, Luo Qing didn't even move. He simply took out a few drops of World Saint Water and applied it to himself; the venomous snakes suddenly dared not even approach him.

Yet, three seconds after opening the bonsai prop, he immediately shut it off, having no desire to look at it at all.

"I am a living person; a living person cannot enter the Underworld directly. When I went in, it was in the state of a soul."

"Ah, a corpse coming back to life?!" Old Wang was also shocked. He and his assistant stepped forward to help restrain her.

Saya’s expression was gloomy. He looked at the online commentary regarding the battle between him and Luo Qing, and his face grew increasingly ugly.

When encountering such people, he felt a strong urge to hit them, but company regulations forbade it.

"I didn't come to hear about that. Won't you introduce them to me first?" the old man said, looking at Guo Jialin and the other two.

However, it was impossible for her to question Lu Yuan now, and this was Lu Yuan’s affair; if he was unwilling to tell her, asking would be of no use.

Heifeng broke into the Xia Kingdom’s Imperial Palace without any obstruction. His martial arts were such that, arguably, no one even noticed his infiltration.

Li Mingdao nodded, "We can give it a try..." But there was something he did not say: given Zhou Lingyun’s current condition, it was unlikely that even the most brilliant psychiatrist could be effective.

After returning to his bedroom, Bu Feifan thought for a moment, took his textbooks and materials, and jumped into the Supreme Divine Dragon Cauldron.

"For you." These three words were whispered to Xiang Nuan. Their eyes met, but the light in Duan Yichen’s eyes remained steadfast.

I managed to force a fitting smile and gave Jiang Feng the address of the restaurant. He quickly started the car. The atmosphere inside the vehicle made me sit in unease, feeling completely uncomfortable—especially when thinking of the passionate nights I had spent in bed with Jiang Feng, and then considering Zhou Kaicheng sitting beside me, I felt a deep sense of shame.

The man’s lips were pressed into a thin line, his dark eyes deep and dangerous. She was afraid, but things had reached this point—what was to be done?

Ding Jie followed them in, and upon seeing the horrific scene inside, she was so angry that her face turned ash-grey.

Su Yiqiu asked with great agitation. These two questions made Xiang Nuan’s heart jolt violently. What had happened between her and him... in the past?

When Zhang Xiaoxiao publicly pointed out the disciples sacrificed by the Kongtong Sect in '98, Zhu Xiaotian, sitting in the audience, could not stop the tears from sliding down his aged eyes.