Volume One, Chapter 38: Group Chat

Upon hearing Yu Xiaotian’s words, the tens of thousands of disciples present fell into a deathly silence. Everyone was left speculating which hall master or palace master among the "Hao" generation of the Three Mountains and Six Halls would be chosen by the Sect Leader.

"No, it has nothing to do with me! My surname is not Liu, and I have absolutely no relation to Liu Zeqing!" Qian Buque screamed in terror, so frightened by the corpses littering the ground that he had lost control of his bladder.

High-grade spirit artifacts are considered the pinnacle of treasures within the First Realm, and they are rare even in the Second Realm. As for Dao artifacts, due to limitations in materials and environment, they cannot be forged in the First Realm. Only places like the Forbidden Blood Mountain occasionally unearth fragments of Dao artifacts, which invariably trigger bloody storms and chaos.

The disciples of the Heavenly Feather Sect wore a variety of expressions: indignation, unwillingness, disdain... all sorts of emotions were on display.

When submitting his signing documents, An Liang had already taken precautions, fearing that his real name might be exposed too early.

The cracks appearing in the sky were black, rapidly spreading outward. They seemed intent on dyeing everything—the sky, the earth, and all that existed—in black, swallowing the entire world into this terrifying abyss.

The other party did not reply, but they provided a piece of vital information. This was enough for him to remain calm for the moment and carefully consider how to stall for time.

This certainly made things easier for Xu Hao, but it also benefited Haoge. Abandoning all caution and leaving behind all their belongings and treasures, they simply turned and fled.

"Well, let’s just dump them in the wilderness whenever it’s convenient," Xu Ruogu decided the fate of the four in less than a second, immediately casting them from his mind.

Furthermore, the fact that he could intercept him while he had transformed into a gust of wind showed that his strength was far from ordinary.

The chaotic battle began, and everyone’s heart leaped into their throats. The wolf-corpses kept charging, and with their numerical disadvantage—coupled with the fact that these creatures felt no pain and the battle would never end unless their vital points were struck—they were trapped in a grueling war of attrition.

Hearing what his mother and wife said, Wu Chengtian stopped in his tracks and answered their questions instinctively. It was only halfway through that he realized something was wrong; he began to stammer, and the old man’s face turned bright red.

Yu Cailan watched Liu Yingshan, feeling exhausted just observing his roundabout ways. However, since he wouldn't speak, she decided not to expose him.

Wang Luojie’s anger ignited the moment he saw his attitude; he longed to grab Li Han by the collar and drag him out to give him a good thrashing in public.

"Tell me, what do you have in your possession? If you don't have what I want, don't blame me for being unkind," Ape said, her lips pressed tightly together, her eyes flashing with coldness.

Just as Su Xiao Ke was getting her family settled, Jin Mumian had already entered the palace to see the Emperor.

"What’s wrong! Think I’m nagging? Be serious, can you act with some sincerity? What’s with that smirk? Don’t force me to exercise my duties as an elder brother, or I’ll beat the living daylights out of you! What is wrong with you? Can’t you see I’m just worried about you?" After saying this, he ignored him, and without knowing if he was truly angry, he stepped out of the car and walked away.

"Nangong Xiayan!" seeing that Nangong Xiayan intended to ignore her again, Nangong Yinyi shouted in anger.

"Was he really a vegetative patient before?" Johnson asked Qin Yu in a foreign language. He could understand some Chinese, but speaking it himself was difficult. At that time, there was no such thing as a "Chinese fever."

The Ancestral Dragon was killed, the Dragon Essence was extracted, and within the Dragon Clan, a massacre had unfolded! Only a few weak and frail dragons remained.

Si Yan’s husband was the Prince of Jin, the very man who vied with her son for the throne in the imperial court. Their positions were fated to be at odds. Since the path ahead was already set, why waste more breath?

"One more time, just this once!" Xiao Menglou muttered neurotically, fluidly maneuvering ten spider-web fighters to surround the target, the Star-Breaker, from all directions.

Ye Xiao’s voice echoed through the Holy Heaven Stone Workshop, causing it to fall silent for three full seconds.

"What if Lin Peng truly loves me and doesn't care about anything else?" Alice spun around like a whirlwind and shouted.

"Mm, what a beautiful guitar. It's been a long time since I've heard such classical guitar music. It seems to be played on an electric guitar; very unconventional, and very beautiful," Valentine said softly, closing his eyes.

Yet at this moment, her distance and coldness created a profound sense of disillusionment within him.

Such immense power, such terrifying cultivation—this was the first time they had ever witnessed anything like it. Even some of the true ancient figures, the old guard, and the peak-level Nine-Turn super-experts were left with parched throats. Under that terrifying pressure, they were horrified to discover that they didn't even have the courage to resist.

"Haha, haha! From tomorrow on, my Heavenly Dao Sect will vie for control of the Central Plains!" Outside, Zhang Honghu’s voice could be heard.

Although that incident was merely an accident, he had, after all, taken her body. Yet, what made him smile bitterly was that the Nine Nether World was so vast; if Hua Gu truly wished to hide, he would have no way to find her. Now, the only thing he could do for her was to slay the Bone King before he departed!

"Wait!" He Chuli stopped Zhang Cheng, who was about to leave. She seemed to have something to say, yet she appeared hesitant.

The spike that had nearly pierced Qi Yang’s heart earlier was not a weapon; it was the finger of that "person."

"Zhou Kun! You are a pervert! You tortured Xiang Bin to death! Damn you! Even as he died, Xiang Bin was still pleading for me to kill you!" I recalled the sight of the skinny man before he died, and my rage was instantly ignited.

Looking at Huangpu Han’s incomparably handsome face, Yue Batian secretly grumbled to himself about his son.

"Hehe! Since Young Master Gu finds it inconvenient to say, I will not force you. I shall ask for your guidance another day." Qing Shuang also gave a faint smile.

In fact, everyone knew that the Elf bloodline exchanged in the Main God Space had no effect on the lifespan of the enhancer. Mu Yi said that only to put everyone at ease, but the determination in his eyes made it impossible for the others to say anything more. Now, it all depended on the attitudes of Zhang Cheng and He Chuli.

The wind blew through the teacher’s black robe. He did not answer immediately, but instead walked slowly toward them. Galen and Zheng Jing were both gasping for air, and from this, one could tell how anxious they felt. Finally, the teacher stopped before them and spoke.

"Lin Ye, what’s wrong with you?" Li Li interrupted my thoughts. I quickly shook my head, smiling and saying it was nothing.

"Dark Night" understood exactly what Zhang Ran meant. Without strength, how could one convince subordinates stronger than oneself to stay by one's side?