Volume 1, Chapter 22: Returning to the Villa, Everything Has Changed

When they first met, she was the last remaining hundred-thousand-year-old Ghost Moon Cold Epiphyllum in the Six Realms, while he was merely the Purple Vine Immortal Lord, awakened by sheer coincidence. Everything that happened in the Heavenly Realm remained vivid in his mind, yet just before she fell into the demonic path, Yue Changrao had dismantled her immortal bones and erased her memories.

Pity the poor transmigrator that I am; having been here for so long, I have been battered by the cruel reality until I am disheveled and worn, having even forgotten such a core and effective method.

Eunuch Ma did not exchange much pleasantry with Li Changshou; instead, with a smile that put others at ease, he dove straight into the main topic.

In the blink of an eye, chaos erupted on Li Changshou’s side. At least five or six of his brothers had been struck, blood spraying everywhere, their fate unknown.

If a memory was blurry, he could even script a new one to fill the gap, and the effect felt even better.

Meng Shi gazed at the entry labeled "Dad" in her phone contacts, hesitating over whether to call him. Even if she didn't speak of her current plight, simply hearing her father's voice would be enough to bring her peace of mind.

In an era where anyone could potentially claim the throne, the Yin Gui Sect never considered raising an army to vie for the Central Plains. Instead, they scoured the land for suitable candidates, hoping to change the situation where the Demonic Sect was suppressed by both Buddhist and Taoist factions by helping someone else ascend to the throne.

Ge Fei Yunshang realized what was happening and shouted urgently, "This is bad! They are preparing to climb above us and attack from above." The flower-eating beasts were already larger than them; if they climbed up and attacked from above, even without exerting force, their sheer momentum as they charged down would be more than they could bear.

But after pinching her palm, she felt that death awaited her regardless of whether she went or not. Perhaps being obedient before death would make it easier to endure.

Fu Tianchou had actually invited Fahai; it seemed that this trip to the capital might at least ensure Fu Tianchou remained unscathed, if not lead to the death of Pudu Cihang.

The destruction of both the Assassin Alliance and the Red Pavilion—the Spirit Snake Sect’s two main sources of income on the Longquan Continent—was like severing both of the sect's hands. Unable to do anything to Shi Jue, the Sect Master of the Spirit Snake Sect felt utterly stifled.

"Dad, you wouldn't stop me from doing this, would you?" Lin Luofan asked, looking at his father.

Her figure was graceful, swaying with every step. As she lifted the hem of her skirt, the lack of clothing revealed a flash of skin.

The news she had received could not possibly be wrong. Even if they hadn't had the chance to act yet, the existence of an inside mole was an undeniable fact. Otherwise, who would have the ability to so easily bury the yellow-robed imperial seal in the backyard of the Prince’s mansion?

Warships were seized one after another, then sent to transport personnel from the Mercenary Hall to take over Fuso Island. Subsequently, the Azure Dragon Legion concentrated its forces on a deserted island near Fuso, withdrawing from the island’s administration. Mages from the sects and the Fallen God Organization took over the governance and religious systems of Fuso Island.

As the saying goes, the bystander sees most clearly. Diwu Chengfeng was a demon; demons had always been capricious and valued strength above all, preferring to use force to resolve matters. He rarely bothered with complex schemes, and looking at it this way, he saw things much more clearly than the two who had been studying the matter day and night.

"Student, don't be nervous. Just take the exam; we will handle the situation with this classmate," the proctor reminded Zhang Zhong.

Even if the Azure Dragon Legion occupied several duchies in the Southern Region and established a nation, the general trend had passed, and they could not stir up much trouble. Then, they could turn back to deal with the Mercenary Hall and the Heavenly Beast Alliance, while incidentally wiping out the Azure Dragon Legion.

The two exchanged a look; Qi Jueying went to start the music, and to the accompaniment, she began to dance.

Ye Biheng chuckled, his toes slowly caressing Ye Zi’s delicate, sensitive spots, skillfully teasing her.

Carrying the bodies was truly exhausting, and Zhang Biwu could not hold on for long. He lowered the two corpses and rolled toward the crate, while bullets followed his path. Hiding behind the crate, Zhang Biwu knew he could not hide for too long.

It is said that before the quantum storm arrived, this place was a large-scale nuclear war shelter built by the Rodick family. However, the storm arrived so abruptly that most of the elite members of this powerful family died on the road while fleeing to the shelter.

The Qing troops in the Shangzhou area would never let Liu Zongmin return safely; they were dragging him down to his death.

"Tsk tsk, I don't know how you grew, but the sensation is just so good. Hehehe..." Meng Shengui grinned foolishly, savoring the memory.

"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath. Watching Tian Paishui, who had already departed, and smelling the increasingly pungent odor, his mind suddenly drifted into a brief moment of dizziness. Di Shuye’s expression changed; not daring to waste any more time, he quickly sat cross-legged, controlling his inner fire to purge the impurities he had inhaled.

Seeing Yang Tianyou, the Origin of All Laws, moping all day with a growing desire for death, the Evil Thought, the Sword Venerable, the Spirit Venerable, and the Law Venerable were overjoyed. They only needed to give it one more push to gain complete control over the three traditional giants.

But the truth must be faced; one cannot keep hiding it forever. Sometimes, it is necessary to let them see their own strength and the reality of the situation.

"My lord, that Fan Bateng truly has some real talent; we have had brothers from the Embroidered Uniform Guard go to him for treatment several times," Xu Maoshun echoed.

Unexpectedly, Shen Xue, in her innocence, believed it. "Yes, Weiwei, perhaps he will confess his feelings to me. Besides, I kissed his cheek last time; maybe he actually knows? If he knows, he must agree, and he will definitely tell me," Shen Xue said with innocent romanticism.

She felt the remaining spiritual power within her body; there was less than a Saint Sect level of energy left.

Thinking of this, Han Tu became extremely vigilant and gave Miao Yiting a look. This look was not born of hope that she would understand, but rather a wish that her Mirror of Inquiry would make the right judgment and provide him with aid should a conflict arise.

As these words were spoken, the eyes of the devout believers by the campfire seemed to erupt with flames, appearing extremely fanatical.

Shen Wei was suddenly overcome with curiosity. What long skirt? She then cast a glance toward the back. It was tucked away in a bag, out of sight, yet she continued to feign anger.

"Sigh, they are truly carefree. Oh well, let's save them first and then ask," Gu Ye sighed.

The onlookers all gaped, their eyes following the boss's flying body, utterly stunned.

The experience points harvested for now must be saved. Once I transfer to [Soul of the Sword], I will first raise that class level to its cap.