Volume One, Chapter 49: A Narrow Escape from Death

Tanjiu pressed his lips tightly, his other hand’s fingernail digging into the flesh until it bled, yet he did not stop applying pressure until the nail bit deep to the bone.

The moment those words were spoken, all eyes in the room sharpened, clearly surprised that Ye Feng could be so brazen in the face of the Black Dragon.

From the instant he began to draw his blade but had not yet unsheathed it, my long sword already hovered overhead. His expression went blank, seemingly resigned to his fate.

The senior officials were baffled by Xu Lei’s actions—was he a fool? Handling business wasn’t their role; there were clerks for that, not top executives, especially not involving the CEO.

Most onlookers could only guess from below, but for the media, such a story was a goldmine. If only they could extract some information from the Dragon God, their ratings would surely soar.

Just as Chi En’en was about to cooperate, someone intervened abruptly, causing him to miss the opportunity. It seemed tonight’s plans were dashed.

He had intended to stay by her side all along, but after what happened earlier today, it was terrifying that even if he wanted to, he wouldn’t be allowed.

In a martial battle, breathing control was paramount. Once the opponent’s breath was nearly spent, striking then would guarantee an easy kill.

Though the yin energy’s purity wasn’t as refined as high-grade yin stones, it was still considerable. The puddle surely contained yin stones, but the water shielded the yin energy within.

“Everyone follow me. Any suspicious movement—shoot on sight.” A burly man commanded directly. These SWAT officers were all Inner Core cultivators, though not highly advanced, likely members of the spiritual unit.

Lu Jian observed the demonic lingzhi mushrooms, various thoughts swirling before he finally calmed.

Yet, thinking of his boss—his BOSS—Wang Dahai and Wan Guopeng felt a deep pride.

At this moment, the emperor had granted them much, and the empress might yet petition on their behalf for favors.

The atmosphere instantly chilled. Qian Hao acted first, gripping his steel spear like a venomous dragon slithering from a cave. The high-quality spring steel trembled, emitting a bell-like clang and a piercing sonic boom as it aimed directly at Li Mu’s lower torso.

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Over the past few days, Li Chenfeng had noticed shadows lurking nearby, deliberately or not—clearly someone was watching or observing them, likely trying to uncover their secrets in silence.

With Li Chenfeng present, some attentive individuals would overhear and spread the word.

Lu Jian raised an eyebrow, sensing the other party’s slight disdain and refusal to report obediently. He then released a faint aura of innate realm energy.

Unexpectedly, they had come knocking this time, seemingly intent on confronting Leng Aoxue head-on.

“Hey, a bowl of lotus seed porridge for me!” Li Chuan grumbled, having lost ten thousand taels of silver—surely he shouldn’t be denied even that.

Suddenly, the rabbit ears atop Kaguya Otsutsuki’s head twitched and stood upright.

Wang Yiyuan let Chen Yang hold her, resting against his shoulder as she continued to sob, her tears unceasing and body trembling—not from fear, but self-reproach and helplessness toward reality.

She clearly knew Wang Luo was present and greeted him with a faint smile and a wave.

Now that the Eternal Life Ladder Plan in Academy City had succeeded, perhaps everyone could attain immortality; age would then be but a mere number.

Wang Luo persisted in combat training to keep himself in peak condition, ready to face any challenge.

Wang Yiyuan stood there, lost in thought until Wu Xinghui waved his hand before her eyes, jolting her back to reality.

Chen Fei carefully observed the commercial district—general stores, taverns, rice shops, even a blacksmith’s.

“What hardship do I have? You, as a disciplinary committee member, should bear more,” Misaka Mikoto said, glancing curiously at the slightly messy state of her bed, recalling she had tidied it before leaving.

Only when Lin Yanghao was about to give chase did he remember he was no longer the same Lin Yanghao; his strength had yet to fully recover.

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When Zuo Hui was in trouble, all these people were inside the karaoke hall and had not left until afterwards.

Standing atop the thousand-zhang Tyrannosaurus, Zhuang Wangu frowned, sensing a massive energy gathering from a far distance—an intensity surpassing even himself and the ten primordial universe cultivators known as the Path Guides.

Xisa understood her mood, soothing her with gentle words, “No need to be so harsh. She’s truly pitiful, which shaped her personality. It’s not that she intends to bully the weak. You should avoid her for a while.” Mo Lin, though furious, knew better than to refuse and unwilling to respond, swept her sleeve and left.

Qiao Sujuan didn’t accompany Xiao Guohua to Xijiang because she had to care for her grandparents. The call came from home, and her crisp voice filled Xiao Han’s ears instantly.

He delayed yielding only to see what conditions the Queen Mother of the West would offer; if favorable, he might immediately release both and seek peace.

Onlookers chuckled; after all, Emperor Sui and Emperor Tang had both campaigned against Goryeo. Though Tang citizens were not hostile toward Goryeo people, they hardly liked them either.

Yang Tian was about to bite his tongue to commit suicide when a needle pierced an acupoint, stiffening his jaw muscles so he could no longer close his mouth.

When forging the Five Ding Divine Axes and Thundercloud Piercing Shuttle, though he could barely manage alone, the immense magical power expenditure was too costly. Thus, he enlisted aid and set up a formation for the specialized refining.

Zhuang Wangu was nearly certain this was no bluff. He ceased his greed and took only three scoops, instructing Huang Tong to do the same. Sometimes, one must not be greedy—for if one covets everything, one might end up with nothing and even trigger divine retribution.

“Currently, on Mount Qi, three formidable demon kings battle the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave—Lu Dongbin, Iron Crutch Li, Han Zhongli, and He Xiangu,” Ao Jilie said with a respectful bow.