Volume One, Chapter 25: Making a Deal

As for where Xu You had gone, Yuan Mochu did not care; even if she had gone to join Cao Mengde, it was of no importance to him.

"She is smarter than you." Beyond that, there was also Moer’s desire to protect Julian’s pride.

Time passed by second after second. When the thirty-minute countdown ended and the bell rang, everyone slowly lifted their heads.

Especially knowing that he had played a part in the other’s transformation gave him an even stronger urge to “reap the rewards.”

As Tian Xiwei spoke, she suddenly felt a mysterious presence materialize, causing her delicate face to flush bright red.

Xu Feng’s foot struck down, and with his mystic golden sword, he cleaved through the frontmost tiger spirit in an instant, absorbing its spiritual power for his own use.

Fortunately, before descending the mountain, she had considered the possibility of encountering refugees and had deliberately piled many dry branches over the wild boar; otherwise, they would have been discovered by these people by now.

He was all too familiar with the style of the person from Mountain City—their vigilance and countermeasures were formidable.

“Overwhelming them in one go? Five hundred heavy artillery pieces?” Even the deputy commander, with his strong composure, could no longer contain himself.

Those constables trembled as they met Yang Cong’s gaze, a wave of fear washing over them.

Upon hearing Zhou Yaqing’s words, a playful smile immediately appeared on Ye Feng’s face. Supporting his chin with both hands, he looked at Zhou Yaqing and spoke with amusement.

It was not out of any ulterior motive, but because Matou Ling was new. As an enemy of the X Future, it was definitely not a bad thing to learn more about her actions now.

Providing for one’s family, protecting the safety and growth of wife and children—these were the responsibilities and missions bestowed upon men by Han tradition. Though Li Mingyuan had lived two lives without marrying or having children, he could still understand Luo Linshan’s feelings.

However, Hanyue Ying could not be certain; he only sensed that the icy crystal remnants’ unrest seemed somehow connected to himself.

***

“Boss, you’re being too formal. When have I ever complained about trouble? As long as it’s you, I’ll have no grievances—even if it means going to my death, I wouldn’t bat an eye,” the minotaur declared heartily.

“But isn’t the ‘Wuhuan Cavalry’ owned by the Fan family? Moreover, nearly half of Luoyang’s imperial guards are tightly controlled by Fan Feng... He’s not on our side. He’s probably waiting for us to fight each other so he can benefit as the bystander. How could he possibly lend us a hand?” Shen Tuo Yong remained clear-headed.

However, since the Demon War, no great magicians had appeared on the Tianyuan Continent; at most, there were only a handful of magicians, and not a single sword god had emerged for centuries.

“Back,” when he saw Sakura Manzane beside Yang Cong, Yang Shenya’s heart was slightly stirred.

“Has Old Third Wen always been this foolish? I actually regarded such a fool as a rival for over twenty years! Unbelievable!”

We used to occasionally bicker and chat. Thinking of the subtle relationship between him and Tong’er, I quickly stopped.

Old Taoist Mo said, “You just ascended to the Supreme Realm and dare to challenge me? If it weren’t for our millennia of acquaintance, I would have turned you to dust long ago.” Zhu Lingqing said nothing, knowing that words were useless against a true master; only strength could settle all matters.

The tone was like confiding with a close friend. Not only did Yan Changxiao feel moved, but even Liu Yinshan’s heart stirred, though they truly did not know too much information from above.

Despite being under the dragon dagger’s soul capture, he stood up, and not only that, they even managed to break Yun Wanhua’s acupoints midair.

Long Luo said, “Yan’er and I just returned from the ancient battlefield of Yuan. Yan’er has already reinforced the seal with an array.” Long Zhiru said, “That can only hold for a while. If Long Xuan breaks through inside again, the consequences will be unimaginable. I must consult those few Supremes.” After saying this, Long Zhiru vanished instantly.

I did not answer his question. His beard had grown thick over his chin, his face was weary, eyes slightly red and distracted. Smoking probably helped him stay alert.

After all, he had made a promise earlier. If he failed to fulfill it, how would other martial brethren regard him?

Seeing this, Xiao Yunfei’s face darkened. Though the longer time dragged on, the more advantageous the situation would be for them, Xiao Yunfei knew very well they could not afford any loss; otherwise, the defense would collapse rapidly, plunging them into disadvantage.

Di Qing and Shangguan Bixiao rushed to the prison to rescue Mr. Ma Yao, who had been captured by Wang Daoyi. Mr. Ma Yao was deeply grateful to the two.

***

“Shut up!” Feng Zhiyao glanced at Mo Xiuyou, who was clearly growing impatient amidst the noisy cries, and barked sharply.

Xiao Lingyu, spinning around like a headless fly, grew increasingly irritable. He despised such uncontrolled chaos.

Deep into the Sand Eagle Hill for tens of thousands of miles, Xiao Lingyu stopped beside an ordinary dune, then hid quietly among the sand and gravel, waiting silently for nightfall.

The Buddhist path’s corresponding fruits were similar: after the mortal realm, on the Western Spirit Mountain, according to strength and status, there were the Arhat fruit, the Golden Body Arhat fruit, the Bodhisattva fruit, and the Buddha fruit.

The desert ahead was also well-known on Feiyu Continent, called the Falling Stone Desert because stones often fell from the sky. Of course, these stones were not meteorites from the heavens but were stones whipped up by fierce desert winds, falling from high altitudes.

“Guan Ting, who do you intend to kill? Why not tell me, your king?” A cold, clear voice rang slowly from inside the inn. The guards immediately stepped aside, making way. Mo Xiuyou, his white hair like snow, dressed in white robes, led Ye Li forward before the crowd.

“Play!” What a fresh word. Since becoming an apprentice, I had never heard this word. Back then, even watching ants climbing noodles would earn me a beating from master. I never thought I’d hear this word today, and even more so from my teacher’s own mouth.

“A business without capital, I don’t care either way!” I yawned again, stretching lazily as I walked to the bedside.

Though he had previously stolen some cultivation manuals from the true martial artists of the Langya Sacred Heaven, he had also comprehended some knowledge of the True Self and Severed Self realms.

Sun Li sighed regretfully. He had originally planned to take the Enlightenment Stone back to the Three Realms to benefit Sun Yu, the Six-Eared Monkey, Tu Shan Yanran, Chu Fengyan, and others, but unexpectedly, the stone was completely consumed, shattered, and vanished.