Chapter 53: The Saintess of the Southern Frontier

The moment the grand hall doors slammed shut, Xia Qiqi distinctly heard the violent thumping of her own heart.
Even her eardrums ached from the vibration.
Chu Hanxiao’s sword hilt still pressed against her chin, and the scent of pine resin emanating from his dark, dragon-patterned brocade robe was mingled with the reek of blood.
Xia Qiqi realized that Chu Hanxiao had sealed off every possible route of escape, trapping her between the gilded pillar and his broad chest.
"Well, let's put it this way," Xia Qiqi suddenly spoke up, her slender fingertips unconsciously rubbing the golden needles hidden inside her sleeves.
Having parted ways with Steel-head and his group, Jiang Kairan and Hong Ziyao glanced toward the school gate, only to find that Wang Yang, Yan Xi, and Bai Zeyu were already waiting there.
The Starsea Bat King thought he had guessed correctly, but just as his voice trailed off, Chen Feng let out a cold laugh.
"Ha, what a joke! You lot are at your wit's end, yet you utter such wild arrogance. Truly, you know neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth!" In the distance, the vanguard Qilin Mountain monster wore a look of absolute certainty.
Lowering the Heavenly Master's Thunder-Descending Sword in his hand, Mo Wuxie’s figure appeared on the windowsill. He cast an indifferent glance at Qian Dalang, who had collapsed into a pathetic heap like a dog, shook the blood-red lotus in his grip, snorted disdainfully, and swept a contemptuous look over Night Three.
Hesitating in his heart for a long moment, Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, raised his gaze, and charged forward once again. No matter what, he had to hold out until that very last moment.
That legacy jade pendant unexpectedly shot yet another beam of light into the sky, forming the character "Jiang" in midair.
The onlookers in the distance were left completely dumbstruck. Originally, they had assumed the Law Enforcement Team was here to arrest Chen Feng; who could have imagined that they were actually here to invite him to the City Lord’s Mansion? Moreover, a scene as dramatic as this had unfolded—these elite knights of the Law Enforcement Team had been subdued into complete obedience by Chen Feng. Truly, it was overpoweringly domineering.
"I say, two masters, you don't have to keep addressing us as trash every other sentence, do you? That's just too discouraging," the fatty complained discontentedly.
Even if a single strike couldn't instantly kill the target, it would still guarantee that the battle concluded within the two-second duration of the exhaustion skill's effect.
Banya crawled out of the computer, pushed aside the keyboard and mouse, and broke into a ferocious smile, baring her teeth menacingly at War Tiger.
The distance between Heilong City and Shengyang City was not far at all; a flight took only about forty minutes.
Upon hearing Qiu Mei's words, Lu Yi made a move as if to fly into a rage, but I stopped him. The truth was, I was finding Qiu Mei increasingly interesting. The more she acted like this, the more I played along with her just to see what on earth this girl was up to.
Fang Yan had already slipped off to the side, watching as Xiang Gangtian unleashed his terrifying might to engage the Soul King. His gaze was suffused with burning combat intent and a hint of envy, his fists clenched so tightly as if he believed he were the one fighting in Xiang Gangtian's place.
Time seemed to freeze at this very instant. Everyone stared blankly ahead, unable to utter a single word for a long time. The Hall Master—the Hall Master they had imagined countless times was finally arriving.
We split up and charged forward together. The moment we clashed, I realized that the legends of the four spirits—Crimson, Demonic, Illusory, and Ghostly—were well-deserved. Even with the combined forces of myself, Xiji Chen, Fourteenth Uncle, Old Man Sao, and Shen Shishui, we still failed to gain the upper hand. Niu Er's side was faring no better, being driven back step by step by the ghostly phantoms.
Given his status and the fact that everyone knew Xiang Gangtian was suffering from an unhealed Dao injury, the guards stationed outside did not dare to stop him when they saw him emerge, letting him leave unhindered.
It wasn't that Wesley wished for him to be paralyzed, but rather that a paralyzed Professor X possessed such profound maturity. Is it true that people only learn to cherish things once they have lost them?
As soon as Yu Yanran’s voice trailed off, Mo Ling’s gaze inevitably shifted toward Luo Hao, seemingly awaiting his decision.
Aunt Mei possessed a nobility ingrained in her very bones; in my eyes, she was someone far too high and untouchable for me to ever look straight in the eye.
Xue Mingrui retreated a few paces, gathered his strength to stride forward again, and then delivered a fierce kick to the door. Following a violent rattle of the door and its lock, it still refused to open.