Volume One, Chapter 79: Serves You Right! I’d Rather Give My Money to Beggars Than to Beasts!

The next moment, she sprang at Hua Yunliang in a fit of “embarrassed rage,” aiming to grab his throat. Yet Hua Yunliang deftly caught her wrists, making her efforts futile.

“What ‘Ten Thousand Slashes’? Such an imposing name! Are you all trying to kill someone?” Li Wuxian deliberately provoked his opponent.

Li Wuxian and Chu Yungang were both martial artists at the demigod realm, so no matter how much food and drink was brought, it was of no consequence to them. The feast lasted several hours, and only when the pair purposely refrained from using their inner strength to dissolve the effects of the alcohol did they begin to feel the slightest hint of inebriation.

When he saw the masked man, clad in black and wielding a long spear, a surge of intense anger and hatred welled up in his heart.

The Great Snowy Mountains of the Southwest are not the same as the Northern Ice Island. The Ice Island is a floating landmass formed atop northern waters, perpetually cold due to its extreme latitude and lack of sunlight. The Great Snowy Mountains, by contrast, owe their snow to their towering heights, where moisture accumulates and freezes into snow that never melts, eventually forming the boundless snowy peaks.

The old man’s eyes suddenly gleamed with brilliance. He burst out laughing, stomped his foot, and shot into the air like a giant bird.

Lin Meiru was one of the mentors for the volunteer program in City C. Guo Zhenghua, having been transferred, was now serving a military post at a senior base in Central Asia and rarely returned home. As a result, their large family of professionals only gathered every now and then.

“It’s you!” The two men, recognizing Mu Yuncheng, were so frightened that they knocked over their tea cups. They sprang to their feet and anxiously scanned the surroundings to see if Chu Shuiyao was nearby.

The monks exchanged glances, understanding that he was referring to Ironclad Defense, which originated from their order under dubious circumstances.

Within the great hall, Cang Yue knelt trembling before the jade throne. Ling Xue, seated above, narrowed her long eyes.

Xiao Chen turned the roasted fish in his hand and sprinkled some seasoning from a jade vial, saying as he did so.

In fact, every time Foundation Establishment Pills were refined, there would be some surplus. The extra pills would be awarded to the winning disciples of the major powers during their competitions at the Qi Refining stage.

Gu Yang furrowed his brow, hesitating at the weathered door. After much deliberation, he finally looked at Chi Yu, who remained silent.

After Cloudfeather finished his tale, he glanced around to find everyone dumbstruck. The bizarre events in his story left the audience wide-eyed, but no matter what, they refused to believe such extraordinary things could truly occur in the world.

By now, Yu Zhengwei had recovered significantly and could walk unaided. Upon seeing Ma Siming return, he immediately asked how the quest to unlock the treasure had progressed.

The Greenwood Serpent let out a piercing screech, its body writhing in agony. Yet as Jiang Yun formed hand seals and his flying sword pulsed with spiritual energy, both spirit serpents perished instantly, lying still.

Lin Zhongxiao saw that the ghostly patriarch Jin Changshou showed him no respect and did not return his courtesy. It seemed he would have to seize what he wanted by force.

After putting away the Universe Cauldron, Xiao Chen swept hundreds of jade vials from the floor into a storage ring. He pushed open the door and left the alchemy chamber, heading directly for the Mittel Auction House to find Ya Fei.

There were both voices of criticism and praise, especially from local education departments, some of which even organized group viewings.

For instance, they didn’t believe Yang Fan could easily defeat the Palace Mistress of the Moonlit Palace… and similar such doubts. Faced with these notions, Yue Liuyun was at a loss.

Heaven-class cultivators could fly at will, but Nameless Town was special. Situated in the Celestial Realm, except for people like Miaoyin Yun, who hurried over, few would use flight directly. This was not only due to unknown dangers in the sky, but also to conserve strength.

As core disciples of the sect, they held the highest status and had no need to bother with menial chores, spending their days solely in cultivation.

A pebble wrapped in silvery light collided swiftly with the red-glowing bullet. The pebble couldn’t match the bullet’s power, but its purpose was to trigger an explosion, not to meet force with force.

A year ago, her indulgent master suddenly sent her out to train. In truth, this was unnecessary; breaking through was difficult but possible. She only needed certain circumstances to succeed, so she had been puzzled at the time.

He never expected that the He Xian House would be so wealthy—perhaps even richer than Jia Renyi, the most prominent tycoon in Zhongzhou City.

She wore high heels, an extravagant choice in a world bordering on apocalypse. Anyone who dared dress like that now was either a fool or possessed extraordinary strength.

His movements were strange, agile as a leopard. Each technique shifted unpredictably; what began as a punch might transform into a palm strike before reaching its target. With endless variations, it was enough to leave one dazzled.

At the time, Qiu Jun was already advanced in years and died on the spot from sheer rage, while Zhu Houwei, terrified, fell into Lake Tai and was never seen again.

Everyone in the county had to keep their heads down and follow orders. What else could they do? Defy, and they’d be in trouble! On this side, as the group disciplined others, Fu Yuansen and Xia Yuan didn’t take a plane home; they drove straight to the Grand Canyon, as there was still important business to handle there.

Su Wei thought to herself that under the pressure of this space, she had only ever slain half-step Divine Transformation beasts, never ones at her own level. But before she could shake her head, Yang Hao’s languid voice sounded again.

No one could have imagined that Ye Feng would simply change his face and swagger into Sima City, even infiltrating the Sima family.

The absent-minded Ran’er didn’t notice the look on Yun Zijin’s face. Hearing her words, she thought Yun Zijin was merely joking around with her as usual.

“Yes, yes! Let’s give the baby to the nurse to be fed?” Mu Qiu quickly called a servant to take the baby for feeding. Leng Yan wanted to feed the child personally, but Mu Qiu, fearing for his safety, refused to allow it. She planned to buy a cow when the child turned one, to provide fresh milk exclusively for the baby.

Qin Min said she had not been mistreated—only captured. She didn’t see who it was, nor did anyone speak to her. She was locked up for a long time before being released.

“Let’s do as you say. I don’t believe this ferocious backlash will be more terrifying than the previous Thunder River,” Shang said, unperturbed by the decision.

Jiang Dongyu knew that though these people were young compared to the overlords of the Chaotic Lands, their foundations were solid, being the brightest among illustrious clans and never lacking in cultivation resources.

After contacting the shadow guards, Long Mingyue sat down to write a letter to her consort, Jun Yuechuyang. No one knew what was in the letter, but after reading it, Yuechuyang quietly wiped away tears before regaining her usual composure.