Volume One, Chapter 35: The Golden-Furred Hound Emerges

"Today, I shall have your life!" No sooner had Shen Feng driven off the Jones Fighter with the "Primordial Savage Furnace" than the Fengling Fighter suddenly brandished his star staff, smashing it fiercely toward the top of Shen Feng’s head.

"Not at all. It is simply that I was a cultivator who focused primarily on soul cultivation, which is why my soul attainment is slightly higher," Li Han said with great modesty.

However, looking at Nangong Cheng’s expression, he seemed unaware of this. Could the hidden power behind the Chenyu Pavilion be linked to the Eastern Palace? Could it be the Crown Prince? But Nangong Fan was aligned with the Cui family and the First Prince; how could he possibly help his mortal enemy in the Eastern Palace?

Nangong Huang clearly knew of Long Xiao’s background, and upon hearing someone dare to provoke him, he could not help but exclaim in surprise.

What truly astonished everyone, however, was the beam of red light that shot up from the top of Shen Feng’s head. To those who had reached the Eighth Level of the Void Immortal Realm, it was naturally clear that this was the residual image produced when a Heaven and Earth Dharma Manifestation was about to burst forth.

Qin Susu had just stepped out of the tent when she saw a purple figure not far away. At this moment, the sky was gradually brightening; the night had finally passed.

Zhang Yang was walking along the main road of the Immortal City, feeling a sense of ease he had never known before. Ever since he had been kicked out as an outer disciple, he had lost his father’s affection, suffered the cold rejection of his half-brother Zhang Xu, and lost contact with his own younger brother Zhang Yu, all of which had caused him immense heartache.

Bai Moxuan’s heart trembled. He did not think Baili Cangming would be able to recognize him. Five years had passed, their past friendship was not particularly deep, and he was even deliberately deepening his voice now.

"Should we go take a look?" Zuo Zhan felt a bit uneasy and could not help but ask.

"No, I’m afraid that once I start, I won't be able to stop. What if I get addicted? What if I fail the exams? Outsiders will say I am a femme fatale bringing ruin upon others." Chu Yue felt that her resistance to beauty was weakening day by day.

They, who could originally traverse billions of miles in an instant, now felt as if they were mired in a swamp. They, who could have instantly leaped out of this realm and appeared in the chaos, now felt as if they were trapped in a cage, with invisible shackles locked upon their bodies.

Hu Laoqi realized there was no trickery in this game, so he took ten yuan from his pocket, preparing to place a bet. But before he could lay the money down, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

If his sister-in-law had the baby, given her mother’s personality, she probably wouldn't help raise the child. If the sister-in-law’s parents were there, they could help her take care of the baby.

Jiang Cheng harboring other thoughts was also highly unlikely. No matter how beautiful the things here were, they were ultimately illusory.

Li Shumin wanted to die, but neither of the two children belonged to Hua Jianjun. If she left, how could these two children have a good life? Thus, Li Shumin could only grit her teeth and endure, living through days of darkness.

Sun Simiao once said that a single herb’s difference is enough to take a life. Although the Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Grass could temporarily suppress the toxicity, it was prone to addiction, and once hooked, one would be at the mercy of others.

Amidst the swirling spiritual mist, several delicate flowers were swaying. Threads of barely visible spiritual patterns formed within the mist, eventually injecting into those blossoms and forming an invisible restraint around the humanoid pistils of the flowers.

As early as three days ago, Wild Silkworm had told Ma Jun that he had a way to obtain siege equipment—specifically, powerful catapult-style engines. This was the reason Ma Jun dared to lead Sword Ghost into battle directly.

Seizing the chance while his opponent was vulnerable, Yun Yan immediately gathered all his sword energy and launched an all-out attack.

The teacher left after saying this, but how could the students in the classroom possibly calm down to review?

Zhou Yi smiled and pushed aside the blade of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear, saying, "I know the importance of Chenxiang and the Third Goddess to you; I won't do anything to them! I have said that all I seek is the freedom of the Third Goddess and the Lotus Lantern. I care for nothing else." After all, those two were just tasks.

He was just about to call out a warning when *thump, thump, thump*—the door was knocked, and a bald man pushed his way in. Who else could it be but Brother Lin?

"What happened to her?" Upon hearing that she seemed to have run into trouble, he asked urgently, even placing his hand on the person’s shoulder.

There was another piece of news that was hard to classify as either happy or sad: his older sister had performed excellently in the high school entrance exams, scoring above the key school cutoff, but their mother said there was no money for her to attend high school and wanted her to go out and work.

The next morning, dressed in groom’s robes, Zhou Yi rode on the back of the Prison-Suppressing Beast, Yu Chen. A red ball hung atop the head of the majestic beast as they walked along the main street of Wushuang City.

With all his cards played, Zhou Yi used the Hungry Ghost Path to force Yun Qi Zhen'an into a dilemma, employing various sneak attacks. Zhou Yi’s shadow clones hid on the seabed, occasionally using water techniques. To ensure he could accurately teleport behind Yun Qi Zhen'an for a sneak attack, Zhou Yi’s shadow clones had frantically covered the claws of the summoned lobsters with Flying Thunder God marks.

At first, I felt a bit muddled, but upon contact with the warm water, I began to wake up and realized what I was doing.

"So, Senior, I have won." Zhou Yi smiled toward the sky. Then, the scenery before him shifted, and he found himself back in the wooden hut.

However, now that the immortal and mortal realms had merged, the mortal world was filled with immortal energy, and the sales of Tianquan Beauty Water were steadily declining.

If not for the support of the ancestors of the Immortal Pill Sect and the Immortal Artifact Sect, this place would have long since been occupied by others.

Of course, besides the large aerial warships, the Empire also possessed a few giant aerial battleships and super-giant aircraft carriers, but the latter two basically only appeared in outer space and would not easily approach the Eternal Continent.

Years ago, Li Kuangjun and I stumbled into this place and together endured the trial of the Heart-Moon Fox Emperor, but in the end, neither of us could pass.

To capture the bandits, capture the leader first. Bai Qiyue stowed her warship and released her flying sword to strike at the Demon Commander. As Qin Chuan charged into the fray, he secretly observed Feng Qingxuan, though it was a pity that this Immortal Envoy had no intention of interfering, appearing merely as an on-site "observer."

Not far away, Mo Long frowned deeply. Things had been going very smoothly, but he never expected Kong Yu to bring this matter up.

When suffering losses, a man should have a sense of responsibility; when enjoying blessings, a man should have gentlemanly grace.

As he spoke, a mental image appeared in the mind of the Saint Venerable Yun Han—it was the very appearance of "Nameless."