Chapter Seven

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Once Dong's body recovered and her eyes cleared enough to see, she realized that the husband who had been by her side was also enduring great torment. His hair was tangled, with strands stuck to his face, lacking the usual gentle and handsome charm and his usual warm smile.

"Ah, Future, what did you do during your advancement to inherit such a perfect special attribute?" asked Lieyan.

It had been over five years now. The plague was contained, and Jiangnan was gradually regaining its population. The current capital court advised opening trade with Jiangnan to foster mutual exchange and integration. In less than three years, the four cities would return to their former scenery of misty waves and green willows.

After giving his orders, Xiao Yong nodded at Dongru and left. Dongru politely said, "Thank you for your trouble," and entered the room.

"Officer, I heard you were looking for me?" Liu Yumei took a cup and poured herself some tea.

"Can you focus and finish explaining this so-called bet before saying anything else? The more you talk, the more confused I get. I still don't understand what this bet is about," Wu Yong said impatiently.

He pricked his index finger, channeling the star energy within. Drops of black blood dripped from his finger onto the ground, emitting a wisp of smoke.

The Blood Demon White Ape’s agility, disproportionate to its massive size, far exceeded our expectations. But I was not a novice in combat. Surprised, I spread my wind wings, leveraging the speed enhancement of the spirit, and narrowly evaded the deadly strike, soaring into the air.

Wu Yong beckoned her with a finger, then lightly kissed her on the cheek. "Go home for now, alright? Once I finish up at the police station, I’ll come back. Prepare a decent dinner; tonight, we’ll have a proper meal."

Common folk all knew of a celestial sect hidden in the mountains, secluded for a hundred years. Occasionally, someone sought to visit and become a disciple, but none were ever admitted.

That said, my ability to step into the Yin-Yang realm at such a young age was perhaps due to coinciding with the rise of the martial arts golden age, which enabled me to achieve such remarkable success.

Although the sword path was perilous, many sought it relentlessly, braving all hardships to comprehend it. Most approached it gradually, step by step, but very few like Yi Tian entered directly into the sword path abyss. Yi Tian’s case was out of necessity.

Shen Weiqian thought Tang Haowan was just trying to curse at him for a last bit of satisfaction before death, and his heart grew complicated for a moment.

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Now that the major powers neither dared nor wanted to trouble Yang Tian, letting this great demon lord "run rampant," there had to be a reason.

Boom! The earth shattered, and unstable giant rocks around Mount Shengyan trembled and fell, their crashing sounds unceasing.

Once the Mystic Spirit Immortal Talisman is crafted, the heavenly tribulation sent by the Will of Heaven cannot be resisted—not even by mortal sages or earth sages.

Then, with both hands moving continuously, strange energies condensed into whips that relentlessly scourged Yang Tian’s soul.

An overwhelmingly domineering aura burst forth from the soul of Revered Xuanwu, instantly suppressing the soul of the giant-faced evil spirit.

Li Qiang, though puzzled, had to grasp the specifics and turned his questioning gaze to a child slightly older than the other.

"Heh, don’t lose focus. Hold onto me so you won't feel dizzy." Na Ze didn’t inquire further, stretching out both hands to grasp at the void. A swirl of black mist dissipated, instantly transforming into a spinning golden light that flowed into the end of the spatial passage.

"Disciple, despite countless hardships, we’ve taken the first step. Rest well these days, conserve your strength, train your body well. When the time is right, we’ll establish our camp, break the horse shackles, and roam the four seas, enlightening all directions." My master smiled as he spoke.

Everyone looked in the direction Yang Xiu pointed and indeed saw Chu Feng’s figure emerging faintly through the misty waters of the Jade Pool.

Whenever my eyes landed on any object, strange calculations uncontrollably popped up in my mind.

In midair, it was impossible to evade such a sinister ambush. After two dull thuds, my chest was pierced through twice again. These two precise and fierce attacks came from two mercenaries ahead. Their strikes were simple and efficient—hit, retract, then strike again.

Alai’s heart soared upon hearing Su Yang’s words. He never expected such good fortune. It thrilled him more than winning the lottery.

"Scatter all the ashes," said Bu Jing with a laugh, tossing the bone ashes from the urn into the air. The dust-like ashes scattered in the wind. Like the lean old man himself, he flicked his sleeve and walked away carefree, unburdened by worldly ties.

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As he spoke, a thick green mist burst forth from the crown of his head, enveloping his body as he flew westward toward the horizon.

Earlier, she had evaded the three-person ambush with the sect’s Seven Star Step and struck back with a "Wu Earth True Qi" flicked from her middle finger, hitting all three. She expected them to fall, but surprisingly, these three men stubbornly held their ground, refusing to retreat.

Yuan Mi glanced at Yuan Fang. The two brothers found it odd—it's not night, so why was the fence gate closed? Could something have happened within the clan?

Seeing the fourth prince’s servant sincerely bringing exquisite food, Ihana could not refuse and stretched out her hand to accept it.

Young Master Yi was not offended and smiled, saying, "Brother Lin, since you are unwilling, I won't force it. I live at Bamboo Moon Villa in the outskirts of the capital. Here is my token. If you encounter difficulties in Wei State, you may come to the villa and find me." With that, he removed the jade pendant at his waist and gifted it to Chu Xuan.

He Shu’s entire arm had been severed at the root by something, along with the machete, which fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the disdain in the Vajra Eagle’s eyes grew even more intense.

Manhua shuddered as she looked at the fourth prince’s wicked smile, immediately recalling the fate of being ground to dust by him.

The fourth prince happened to pass by. Qiu He asked if he wanted to try a piece. She said, "Fourth Lord, this pancake was personally fried by Princess Manhua. Would you like to try some?" Qiu He offered the pancake.

Chen Qingyu, who had been bustling about, finally reacted after a while. She glanced at Chen Feng, who was focused on driving, and then at Lin Yin, who was climbing onto her. After hesitating for a moment, she shifted slightly and reluctantly sat down.