Volume 1, Chapter 29: The Flood Dragon Ascends to Become a Dragon

A middle-aged man in golden robes stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the Heavenly Gate barrier not far away.

"So these three are Purple Dragon, Blood Rhyme, and Green Peak. The weapons in their hands seem to be Saint Weapons as well, sharing the same lineage as Mo Yun," Feng Lin muttered to himself.

Zhou Hao and the Fairy of the Lotus felt relieved; they only needed to wait for Lingzhi to stabilize her cultivation, and the advancement task for the Foundation Establishment stage would be complete.

"I’m in sales. I came by yesterday and saw that your dog food was selling well, so I wanted to stop by again today. I didn't expect to run into you," Xu Feng replied truthfully.

This was a resonance between snipers. He watched the front with cold precision, monitoring every subtle change. The jungle was deathly quiet, to the point where the fall of a single leaf could be felt.

"Everyone, take a rest. We’ll move on after I’ve had my fill!" Feng Lin chuckled. He took the remaining grizzly bear meat from his ring, channeled his fire-attribute spiritual energy into his hands to warm it slightly, and handed it to Yu Linghui.

Zhou Hao was not one to suffer a loss. Although he had caused the trouble and the Wanyan family cultivators were indeed coming for him, they had no proof. As long as he revealed his identity as a core disciple of Rising Sun Peak, they wouldn't dare kill him—at least not without concrete evidence of him slaying Wanyan Tao.

Qin Feng was standing there with nothing to do. Hearing Lin Xiaorou’s words, he frowned. What was going on? Was she shifting the target? He had seen it too; this Bian Jiayi was indeed difficult to deal with. Seeing Lin Xiaorou walk inside, he didn't know whether to stay or leave.

Although the Huangfu sect did not have many disciples, the bond between the brothers was harmonious. The previous generation of the "Seven Sons of Huangfu" had been two hundred years ago. Huangfu Boyan had inherited the Huangfu name and spent a century in seclusion before emerging three years ago to take on disciples.

Andrew hurriedly increased the energy output. The massive mana stone on his scepter shone with a dazzling light, continuously replenishing the energy required for the light barrier. However, the area the barrier needed to protect was simply too large, and Andrew could not attend to every corner.

After leaving the house, Xiao Fengming asked Xiao Lingxiao what she intended to do. Hearing that she wanted to investigate the matter of King Mude, he walked alongside her, telling her everything he knew.

With two strange cries, the two fat men retreated, clutching their arms. Hardly anyone had seen how they were injured.

"Why haven't Ah Long and the others returned? Could they have failed?" Haotian could no longer sit still. They had been gone for so long, and with no word, she was deeply worried about what might have happened.

"Leng Yu, I never expected you to be hiding such power," Tu Yao said, rubbing her arm with hatred.

After nightfall, Xiao Fengming lingered in Qinghe Courtyard for a while before being shooed away by Xiao Lingxiao. Upon returning to his quarters, several men in black immediately emerged from the shadows and followed him inside.

He first called the acting president, Dongfang Qiu, for instructions, but Dongfang Qiu said he had no time and told the manager to find Li Wenyuan, the president of the Diyuan Group, claiming that he would surely have a way to resolve the matter perfectly. Thus, the manager was forced to call Li Wenyuan.

"My surname is Jiang, and yours is Shen." This was what Jiang Qichu had once said to Shen Nanhe to make her recognize her place. Little did he know, she was now using it as an excuse.

As Li Yun flew backward, the Heavenly Fire Cloud Dragon Sword pursued him, coming to rest against the neck of the Poison Hand Prince.

"For this first battle, I am letting you lead to prove to me that handing the Fifth Fleet to you in the future is the right decision!" Jia Xianlie shouted, raising his brow.

One must know that she had participated in the early development of Lijian Entertainment, responsible for much of the company's daily management.

Yin Jiujiu and the other disciples did not doubt it. After receiving Lu Qingshui's instructions, they quickly supported Yu Chaohai and rushed toward the Chaosheng Hall.

In such a short time, it had already received a recommendation in the Xianxia category—could a recommendation on the main page be far behind?

He had not expected to be rejected to his face by Li Siyue, and to have provoked a madman like Su Qifeng. Now, for the sake of survival, he could no longer care about anything else.

Yu Chaohai seemed to have guessed what she was going to say and interrupted her before she could finish.

Shen Dezhu directed the workers to help the newcomers board the ship while replenishing the Jingwanfu with fuel, food, and other supplies.

On his way back, Yang Feihe sent a wireless message from the ship: they had captured a smuggling vessel, and it was a "big fish."

They had no idea who Su Qifeng was, nor where he found the audacity to speak to Ye Wugou in such a manner.

Down below, Yin Jiujiu and Liu Qingqing, who had been secretly worried for Lu Qingshui, rushed toward Yu Chaohai the moment they saw him violently repelled by the impact.

Hearing the whispers around them, Yao Hongjiang’s face turned livid, and Wang Chunlan’s expression was equally foul.

Knowing how pale and powerless these words were in the face of reality, Liu Moxi still held a glimmer of expectation in her heart—an expectation that he would believe her, even though he had never believed her before.

Yuhao held Yu Xi gently. The siblings comforted each other, telling one another they must not collapse. Sheng Jue and Jun Feng stood to the side, also silent, their fists tightly clenched.

However, upon entering the Apricot Forest, the group discovered that the envoys from Sun Wu were already there.

"Heh, the feeling is mutual. I don't think they will let you grow either," Ye Chen said with a smile, still grateful for Yue Qing's help.

I had always thought the government wanted this, but I never expected it to be the conspiracy and ambition of Vice Dean Liu and the others. What role did my mother-in-law play in this incident?

When people saw Wang Anyu move into the haunted White Cloud Temple along with several disciples, and that they were living quite comfortably, some said that Wang Anyu had suppressed the vengeful spirits within. Once this spread, the fame of Wang Anyu, known as Wang Saixian, grew even greater.

Originally, the two were hesitant about whether to let Zhou Yong and the others go, but now that they knew everything, they were determined to release them.

Having had some wine, Tian Tiantian felt incredibly sweet, like the most thirst-quenching and wonderful nectar in the world, making one unable to help but lose oneself in it.

Compared to other mystic realms, even if it is said that "all are ants beneath the saints" in the Investiture of the Gods, there is no mention of creating other living beings.

"That organization, that organization... what kind of people are they to make you all so cowardly?" Ye Yong suddenly roared.

The King's words caused Denzel to close his eyes in resignation. Sometimes, things are imagined to be wonderful, but in reality, they are two completely different things. Yet, the temptation of the gods had completely clouded the King's mind; he was determined to ensure his family possessed the noble blood of the gods.