Volume One, Chapter 29: Graduation Season—Rejecting You Without Mercy

"Damn it... I actually lost to these idiots... I, who am so brilliant, created a world that perished before those simple-minded fools... This is illogical!" Lin Yun stood to the side, deeply devastated.

This was a terrifying strike. The three Demon Sovereigns, seeing Di Jing make his move and reduce the two other Demon Sovereigns to ashes, immediately sensed the fall of their kin. This strike was imbued with boundless rage, intertwined with the aura of the Great Dao, and erupted with destructive power.

The remaining three Celestial Immortals were horrified. Another peer-level expert had fallen, and so completely that even their soul imprints had vanished. In such a state, even their progenitor would be powerless; there was no chance of reshaping their primordial spirit—they had been erased from time entirely.

The red-faced youth gathered fire spirits, yellow-tinted with red, in his left hand. He pressed his right index and middle fingers together, chanting rapidly. A fire dragon, two meters long and as thick as an arm, coiled around him. Its dragon head, occasionally spitting flames, glared ferociously at the broad-shouldered youth standing opposite, who had a fire-spirit crow perched on his shoulder.

But today was slightly different; he had been transported into the same room as Blade. Moreover, Blade was acting strangely today. He seemed smug, showing no signs of anger, and had returned to his previous gentlemanly demeanor.

After the meeting concluded, Ye Ming took Chen Mengqi to the Affiliated Second Hospital. He found a classmate who worked there as a doctor and asked him to arrange a consultation with a psychiatric expert to give Chen Mengqi another diagnosis.

Angel held her scythe high with both hands, and fierce winds began to swirl around her, dragging the entire Black Valley into the storm. The tempest was so intense that it blew Angelos and his two companions away.

The pieces were set. Ye Chen looked out to see five dragon veins on each side. Every Tianyuan star was tightly occupied, and the five dragon veins clung to each other like five giant, playful dragons. Looking at them suddenly, Ye Chen felt as if he were seeing living creatures, as if the five dragon veins were truly alive.

Feng Zheng frowned, feeling puzzled. Logically, if all Dao intent was unable to break through the bottleneck, it would be impossible to advance. Yet, this person had clearly exhausted their Dao intent, so why could they continue to breakthrough?

The giant sphere grew larger, and the eye of the wind became more distinct. The gale whipped Yu Wan'er's dress and hair into a frenzy.

"Don't worry, Mom, I'm fine," Wang Hao said with a smile, grabbing the fist Ren Tianxing had thrown at him.

Tianpeng, hearing this, widened his eyes and looked up. Seeing Wang Hao seated high on a white horse, smiling down at him, Tianpeng let out a cry of surprise.

Long Fei and Yi Aofeng exchanged glances. Not offering any opposition, they deferred to Mo Qianzi's wishes.

"By the way, is there really such a thing as a truth-telling pill?" Long Fei's gaze shifted to Mo Yan, his face full of confusion.

Fang Xiaohui said a quick thank you, then strode away, leaving the police station with a faint smile.

When she was three, she ate flat peaches like snacks. The Queen Mother even created a private orchard just for her, naming it the Yaoyue Garden.

The excessive force caused the bones in his knuckles to ache. Yet, what hurt even more was his heart, which had been burning with passion not long ago.

Grandma Mu, understanding, lit three sticks of incense in front of me, bowed to the statue of Master Zhang, and then slowly approached me.

However, strangely, they had walked for so long without encountering a single ferocious magical beast.

Seeing Su Yang's curious expression, the Snow Emperor revealed all the benefits to one's appearance that the God-Descending Technique could bring.

Choosing between the underground and the seafloor was difficult, so Zhang Ye tossed a coin and chose the underground first.

He had indeed done well. A thousand years passed quietly. She saw his heartlessness and indifference; amidst loneliness and duty, he had chosen duty. She thought, this child is truly like me.

Miao Ruolan went alone to a lush forest. The trees here blocked out the sky, dividing the ground from the heavens, resembling an underground kingdom.

Li Zhi suppressed a laugh. Those who could speak to him so unscrupulously were none other than Li Yu, Li Ling, and Li Yi. They were, one might say, the most promising generation among the three descendants of the Li family clan in Chang'an City.

After the two entered, they saw the old man, with his white hair and youthful face, looking vibrant and holding a horsetail whisk, appearing extraordinary. The girl had eyes like autumn water, a graceful figure, and held a precious sword, embodying the air of a hero. The old man scanned the room, paused briefly at Zhou Yihang, and then bowed to the King.

"If you dare to call me that wrong again, wait and see how I deal with you when we get home," a low, threatening voice came from her cherry lips.

Over the years, she had been to many places and had even returned to the Mo Mansion. It was already desolate, having been looted by refugees and bandits. It seemed to have also suffered a fire, with half the house burned down. Due to years of drought, no one had repaired it, and it remained a ruin to this day.

Jiang Yi watched the spot where Zhang Ye had disappeared, took out an instrument, and sang: "The story's end requires no confrontation. I owe you an apology... that is why I am sorrowful, that is why I shed tears, until at last, I realized..." Letting his tears fall, Jiang Yi sang with deep emotion.

"He is fine. I just taught him a lesson and let him go," Miao Ruolan said indifferently. She thought it was merely a light punishment, but she did not know that Shen Cangyuan would live in hell from then on.

"It's no trouble, no trouble at all," Lu Xiang'er shook her head quickly, fearing that Huo Qingsong would not let her see the morning glow.

Although everyone was confused, they knew that if Jian Shang dared to propose it, he must have a way. They answered honestly, wanting to see how Jian Shang would arrange things.

Lu Qing turned around, covered in blood, and looked at Bai Zixiu with cold indifference, resembling an evil spirit crawling out of hell.

Ruoli took Chu Yuan to the Rumeng Heavenly Realm, her favorite place in the past, and the place where she first met Zeyan. Since that time, this was her first visit back.