Volume 1, Chapter 37: Know When to Stop

Lin Qingwu’s single sentence instantly shattered Jun Yuning’s composure, and she glared at Lin Qingwu as if looking at a mortal enemy.

After Li Fan finished speaking, he paid no mind to whatever else Chu Jiyun might say, instead mounting his longsword and flying toward the south of the existence. Watching his retreating figure, Chu Jiyun felt a vague sense of worry, yet she trusted that a rogue cultivator at the early stage of Foundation Establishment would be no match for Li Fan; after all, she was well aware of the methods at his disposal.

With the doors of the shops on both sides tightly shut, Hao Bai flew through the air, heading straight toward the Immortal Abode Inn.

As if to validate Xiao Na’s concerns, just as the group accelerated, a splashing sound suddenly erupted from the otherwise tranquil waters nearby. At the same time, ripples spread across a patch of the water’s surface, causing the giant water lily leaves beneath the group to sway gently as the rings passed by.

“President Su?” Mo Cangyun rose slightly, raising an eyebrow, though a flash of desolation flickered across his eyes before Su Lingge’s gaze.

This place offers excellent social welfare and a peaceful lifestyle. Like a gemstone set in the Atlantic, it boasts pristine glaciers, rivers, and the world’s finest hot springs, making it a premier retreat for convalescence.

As the final syllable fell, Xie Jian drew his blade. The aura he had been concealing erupted in an instant, and a vast, blinding white sword energy surged forth, threatening to engulf Lin Xuan completely.

The Black Poison Bee’s jaw nearly hit the ground. If this news were to reach the Ghost’s enemies, wouldn’t they all scramble to exploit this weakness and threaten him?

“I never expected Wada Daiki to actually believe our excuse. Can he really not know that Mount He is nothing but a barren mountain?” Hyuga Fujita said, unable to fathom it.

The five masters of the Sacred Medical Sect no longer dared to harbor their previous arrogance when looking at Lin Xuan. At the mere thought that they had once tried to force Lin Xuan to become their disciple, they could not help but tremble all over.

“So, you mean Qu Shang did not agree to this himself?” Lin Xuan’s gaze was icy and sharp as a blade.

The main branch of the Heartless Sword Sect possessed seventy-three sets of Qi-refining sword techniques, each with distinct styles and varying levels of difficulty. White-Brow spent a week mastering every one of them.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he walked to the side of the massive boulder and extended his hands. Before anyone could react, they saw his hands sink directly into the stone, leaving only his palms exposed.

“What could be so important?” Hua Yin asked from the side, stroking his handlebar mustache in surprise.

It was clearly intended to harass Wang Dalong. Shielded by Khedira’s towering frame, he would reach out to scratch and poke at Wang Dalong whenever he had the chance.

Enduring the dull, throbbing pain in her abdomen, Shi Ruge felt increasingly unsettled. Giving in to her emotions, she buried her face in Cheng Ge’s chest.

Previously, the Underworld Soil had lost fourteen Golden Core masters at the hands of White-Brow. Using their lives, White-Brow had laid down the Ten Directions Annihilation Formation, reducing decades of the Underworld Soil's painstaking efforts in the Southern Frontier to nothingness and inflicting losses greater than those expected from two hundred years of warfare.

With every strike of lightning that descended, his spleen would contract within the glow of the thunder, growing stronger and more refined.

Familiar music echoed in her ears. Hatsune Miku did not look at the giant screen, but instead turned her head to look at the elegant boy a head taller than her, a sweet smile lingering on her lips.

The pasture in the backyard grew lush and vibrant, yet it stopped growing once it reached a certain height, resembling a vast green carpet.

“Don’t worry, Master, we can handle it,” Lin Kai said, noticing Lin Musen’s unusual expression and assuming he was worried about potential trouble at the banquet.