Volume 1, Chapter 49: Transaction!

"What on earth are you trying to do?"
After leading Bai Ziye to the herb garden behind the house, Hongluan transformed back into her human form.

This was the first time Bai Ziye had witnessed Hongluan transform with his own eyes, leaving him momentarily dazed.

Clad in a red dress, Hongluan was breathtakingly beautiful!
Not to mention that Hongluan was, in essence, a true Phoenix!
The aura of the Phoenix clan made Bai Ziye genuinely feel the overwhelming suppression of a superior bloodline!

"You—you are of the Phoenix clan!"
Bai Ziye had never laid eyes on a true Phoenix before.

Qianyun understood that if she hadn't been accompanying him, given the capabilities of Venerable Lihuo and Venerable Xuanshuaria, they would likely have rushed to Moon Lake long ago.

A wandering planet. Let me see what kind of games you want to play with me. Looking out at the starry sky through the window, Summer muttered softly to himself.

Kill a quasi-sage? If a quasi-sage were determined to flee, even a true sage would not dare claim to have absolute certainty in taking a quasi-sage's life.

Meanwhile, Xialiu's body shuddered as a sense of warning arose in his heart. His gaze shifted toward the three figures slowly approaching from not far away.

At five-thirty the next morning, Yin Hangping, Gu Yanzhe, and the other two arrived at Yuyu Village in Yuquan City. After deliberately stopping at an inn, they split into two groups and went out onto the streets to inquire about the location of the Zhixiao Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

It wasn't a pungent stench; in fact, the sense of decay about him wasn't particularly intense yet, since he could still barely be considered a living organism. What bothered me more was his terrifying bodily function.

As for the person who had died, he was a rogue cultivator walking the martial world alone. Such a day was bound to come sooner or later, and the crowd viewed it with utter indifference, with not a single person inquiring further.

This was the sole reason why the firmament manual had only marked a single set of coordinates over the past hundred years or so, and that single coordinate was none other than Lighthouse Star.

At first, the thousand soldiers and Wang Jian felt that performing this exercise was quite effortless, but once they completed a thousand push-ups, they realized just how exhausting it truly was. By then, every single one of the thousand soldiers was thoroughly drenched in sweat.

It was precisely for this reason that Mu Qibing intended to rest here for the night before making any further plans.

Upon hearing Xu Bao's words at that moment, all five thousand brothers understood that the journey of following the Young Master to conquer the world together was about to begin from this very day.

"Sigh," Li Xiaokhe let out a soft sigh and said no more, though his expression was filled with deep regret.

After several days of hard work, the cotton quilt was finally finished. With the experience gained from making the first one, the subsequent quilts became much easier to handle.

Early the next morning, Xu Bao and Li Xin boarded a carriage and headed toward the military affairs office. Meanwhile, Xu Bao told Lan'er to rest well at the estate, as she had been running around busily with him for quite some time.

Although Sister Li didn't place excessive importance on their rankings, she did have certain standards: Wei Qing and the other three had to maintain their positions within the top fifty of the national server every season and could not drop below that.

Blood Shadow's sudden movement startled Mu Qibing. Swinging his heavy hammer in counterattack, Mu Qibing roared loudly, attempting to disrupt Blood Shadow once again.

After establishing Li Zhi as the emperor of Youzhou City, Li Jingjing was conferred the title of Prince Zhao, becoming the second most powerful figure in the city, subservient only to Li Zhi.

The dark night had fallen completely speechless; with all these fellows speaking one after another, he truly had no opportunity to chime in anymore.

Sitting cross-legged in mid-air, the ethereal nether malignance converged frantically toward his lower abdomen. Closing his eyes and concentrating his mind, he began attempting to comprehend and assimilate the mystical insights and techniques left behind by the Purple Nether Emperor for future generations. If fortune favored him, he might even unearth the profound secrets of the Emperor's cultivation arts from within.

"Could Teacher Chef explain what makes something considered 'interesting'?" Hong Meiyuan, who had remained silent until now, asked with a hint of anger.

Jiang Chang'an looked around in bewilderment. This time, even the two three-headed hell hounds guarding the gate ignored him completely.

Only one explanation remained: this sword must have been buried alongside the Purple Nether Emperor within the imperial tomb. Did finding the person who obtained the holy sword mean that the whereabouts of the Purple Nether Emperor could also be found? Jiang Chang'an could barely suppress the excitement surging in his heart.