Volume 1, Chapter 35: Trouble from the Eastern Wall

Chen She and Sha Qiwei returned to the Supreme Dao sect to acknowledge their ancestors and reunite with their kin. However, the news leaked, leading to their exposure. Some time ago, after Lu Yuxuan, Qiu Yulai, and Gao Manren left the mountain, they never returned. The Hundred Soldiers Sect sent people to search for them, only to discover that all three had been murdered.

Before Jian Sichen could finish his sentence, Hua Kexin interrupted him again: "What do you mean 'what'? You have no idea how much Weiwei missed you while you were away!"

As the time drew closer, she began to grow nervous, clutching her wedding dress tightly. Even though she tried her best to control herself, her body still trembled violently.

This was the Demon Suppression Division, an institution dedicated to maintaining the stability of the Great Qin Empire. Its primary duty was to slay demons and monsters, though it naturally handled other auxiliary tasks as well.

As Shen Changqing walked along the road, he exchanged greetings or nods with those he recognized. In his previous life, Shen Changqing had been a probationary demon slayer in the Division, the lowest rank among them.

Yet, he believed that Ren Liu would never harm him. If he insisted he go in, he must have had his own reasons—perhaps even to protect him.

By shattering the magical artifact, one could listen to the laws of the Heavenly Dao contained within it and thereby gain enlightenment. From the moment Wei Pu approached him, he knew what kind of risks would follow if he agreed, and he was well aware that he would ultimately be used as cannon fodder.

Lin Meng watched the man’s receding back with a smile on his face, thinking that although Tong Niuer’s thoughts were dark, his conscience remained, and perhaps he was worth befriending.

"I actually did have that thought," Suo Lang recalled, remembering how he had once urged Huan-Ting to sign a soul-transfer contract with him to swap bodies for her, but she had refused to accept it no matter what.

The Fierce Ghost King descended before Uncle Mao, and close-quarters combat ensued. Uncle Mao’s build was not as robust as the Fierce Ghost King's; he was somewhat flabby, which made wielding the Human King Sword in his hand rather awkward.

Though the name "Imperial Prison" sounded sinister, the buildings themselves were grand: a row of spacious, tile-roofed houses with walls of blue stone reaching the eaves and wide, bright windows. The floors were paved with marble worth a thousand pieces of gold, laid out in perfect, seamless rows. Walking upon it, one might mistake it for the residence of a prince.

"The old master couldn't possibly have been unaware of this secret passage. Therefore, it is certain that this passage wasn't built here for no reason; there must be a way to enter other places!" Chen Ziyue said, growing more convinced. An obsession tugged at his heart; the aged voice from his dreams had become Mu Xichen’s spiritual pillar.

During the day, Yuan Wei immersed himself in the creation and study of ancient bricks; at night, Nie Youlan, newly nourished by love, was incessantly clingy. Several months passed, and the tranquil Prefecture Governor’s manor stood forgotten in a corner of Yan County, ignored by all.

Although Meng Qi’s injuries were not fatal, they were quite severe and required timely treatment. Yet, with Hu Xian’er lying in his arms, Meng Qi could only offer a bitter smile.

Liu Jie and the others were confused, as they had been desperately trying to rescue Zhuang Feng; how had the situation shifted so suddenly?

If someone had been observing closely, they would have seen the two stone lions not far from the stone coffin shedding muddy tears, with cracks appearing on their three-meter-tall bodies.

The final result was unexpected. The powerful Dragon Tooth Mercenary Group was nearly wiped out, and the Red Sun Mercenary Group was left crippled. The Wind and Cloud Mercenary Group achieved victory with overwhelming strength, seizing the throne of the manager.

"Alright, everyone, let's begin training. The environment here is quite nice and very suitable as a training ground," he said to his spirit pets.

Shen Shaowei had seen how much Shen Yao had suffered at the Shen family home. Given his temperament, if he hadn't truly fallen for her, he never would have tolerated such a slight to his pride without immediately retaliating.

Mu Tingting hadn't thought much when she commented, but once she was discovered, she realized what she had done.

Chu Xuan listened to Mu Chengxi’s voice. Perhaps because they were in public, he had lowered it slightly, and as it came through the phone, tinged with a hint of magnetism, Chu Xuan felt as if he were whispering right against her ear, making her cochlea itch.

After all, everyone knew that Chu Xuan was flighty and loved to play; the number of boyfriends she had gone through wasn't enough to fill a table, but at least enough to make a mahjong group.

While Chen Yao was sizing the man up, he picked up the menu to check the dishes. Upon catching sight of Chen Yao, his expression shifted slightly. When he saw her observing him with such interest, his face turned livid, his eyes grew icy, and he stared fixedly at her.

"Yes. Although we need to keep a low profile, we should still visit the Chu family tomorrow, otherwise your father will think we are being inconsiderate," Mu Chengxi reminded her.

Aside from teaching at the nursery, Zheng Jianjun had originally wanted Tong Haiqing to live in his home, but Zheng Chengxi adamantly resisted and arranged for Tong Haiqing to stay at Wei Chunfang’s place. The reason was simple: Zheng Chengxi would have an excuse to visit more often, and if caught peeping, he could use it as a cover, claiming he was merely concerned about the lives of the educated youth.

Pinned by Nangong Li’s gaze, she dared not look back, her legs trembling beneath the quilt. She knew that the current Nangong Li was no longer the pushover he had been before.

She began to feel dizzy, as if the Soul-Severing technique had split into multiples: one, two, three... Her feet felt weightless, as if she had suddenly flown into the clouds, while her body began to swell, nearly to the point of bursting! Bing Lan felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if her heart were being pierced by a knife.

Ye Xiao held his blade horizontally, lunging toward Li Qing, his punch carrying the weight of the wind as he struck out.

"Come out!" Xue Feng shouted, then leaped high into the air, slamming his long spear directly into the ground. Bang! With a thunderous roar, the earth immediately split open, creating a fissure several meters wide.

I could only remain silent. The Nebula Space was my only reliance. If this secret were to leak out and draw a siege, I would be trapped and die within the Nebula Space. A hundred-meter movement range was simply not enough to escape the pursuit of a Mid-level or High-level god.

Li Qianqi looked at Bing Lan and then at Shu Li, finally compromising: "Fine. If I hadn't bumped into you, I wouldn't have grabbed the wrong person. Honestly..." Sweat beads slid down his forehead, and he looked somewhat dejected.

In the Black Fiend Sect, there was only one set of advanced, though not top-tier, techniques: the Black Flame Mental Method and the Black Flame Sword Technique, which only five-star assassins were qualified to study.

The Great Poisonous Scorpion did not give Xuan Yuan a moment to breathe, immediately raising its pincers to grab him. Knowing there was no escaping the demon’s grasp, Xuan Yuan stopped resisting, closed his eyes, and awaited death.