Volume 1, Chapter 32: Uninvited Guest

March 17th, Apricot Orchid Villa on the outskirts of the capital. The breeze of early spring still carried a hint of chill, yet the apricot and orchid blossoms in the villa were already vying to bloom, creating a breathtaking sight.

After spending over ten seconds processing the information in his mind, Belial could not help but re-examine Yilan.

In the end, Yun Teng easily defeated his opponent. When Yang Di looked at him, this man, one of the three heroes of the Taoist sect, also glanced back, revealing a trace of fighting spirit.

Jiang Sinan carefully observed everything about Yu Hualong’s breakthrough, hoping to uncover some profound secret that might serve as preparation for his own future advancement.

Jiang Sinan gave a bitter smile, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and led his companions into a stream of light, instantly vanishing into the void.

A Green Spirit Orb struck home. Before the lingering damage could even tick, the Foundation Establishment stage cultivator let out a cry and collapsed, dead.

"Report! The Shinano has been hit twice by Harpoon... by Harpoon anti-ship missiles!" The messenger stumbled toward Takijiro Onishi, reporting in a state of panic.

To prevent any mishaps, Xu Yuanzuo called for Xu Yuanchun, under the pretense of "balancing work and leisure." In reality, he needed the third-generation head of the Xu family to hold down the fort so the guests would not be disappointed.

The Azure Dragon also vanished on the spot, burrowing into the ground. It was unclear how it managed to dig up a green lotus, which it immediately bit into.

Although the Duke of Liang’s mansion was a hereditary dukedom, its influence among the noble houses of the capital was low because few of its descendants held official posts and the household staff was sparse; it was not even on par with the Academy mansion.

Lin Xiaojue looked at her hands. She had killed many people, including two unborn children.

Ji Cangyu’s lips curled into a smirk. He simply pulled out a chair and sat down leisurely, arms crossed, as if enjoying the sight of Qi Yang struggling in a cold sweat, desperate to pull himself into a sitting position.

Seeing Qi Yang composed and calm, Ling’er felt slightly relieved. It seemed Brother Yang still possessed more "Hidden Fragrance."

Clenching his fist slightly, Bei Minglei felt the surging power within his body and the return of his "Equivalent Exchange" ability; he wore a satisfied smile.

Hou Junji rested his hand on the stone table and sat down. He had already heard of Chengxin being ordered to commit suicide. Seeing Li Chengqian’s current state, it seemed he had yet to recover from the pain, and Hou felt a sense of unease.

"It will likely take them some time to reach the mountain. Later, when Jiao Jiu and the others return to search the cave, you must follow my lead, Miss," Qi Yang said.

Time passed, and heavy, low footsteps echoed from afar, drawing closer and closer. The Five Elders hunched their bodies, their expressions turning grave.

When the Western Turkic cavalry were within three miles of the supply train, they suddenly dispersed, charging toward the convoy in an arc. Wang Dashan’s heart sank at the sight; the enemy was clearly well-prepared and experienced. The situation was dire.

However, if wielded by a monster like Imu, this was the most terrifying power in the world—capable of destroying heaven and earth, with the annihilation of all things being well within its reach.

The Skeleton Cave was located in the center of the Hengshan Grotto-heaven, a mandatory passage to the Bloody Desert, the Volcanic Peaks, and the Wild Forest. Its final destination was the core of the entire grotto: the Moon-Sinking Lake.

Just as is often the case, the things we do may seem insignificant to others, or even invite criticism, but to ourselves, they are the very things we long to pursue.

It was him. Liu Shishi’s heart trembled as she looked at that familiar face she had missed day and night. She quickly turned her head away, biting her lip tightly; she feared that if she looked at Lin Yuquan for even a second longer, she would be unable to hold back the tears threatening to spill from her eyes.