Volume One, Chapter 34: Ninth Brother~ What Should I Do?

Yan Shuning seemed irritated by the noise and frowned, instructing Xiaoli, “Where did this mosquito come from, buzzing nonstop?”

Xiaoli stepped outside, her face cold as she warned, “Miss, you’re disturbing our young lady’s shopping. She doesn’t know you. Please leave.”

The moment Yan Po Yue leapt up, another gunshot rang out. In that instant, time seemed to stand still.

The departure of Big Fool and the others did not affect the negotiations between Fatty and the leader of the Alma Sect. In the end, the Alma Horn was sold to us for seven hundred thousand gold coins.

The Xiang Corporation controlled at least fifty-five percent of the Changfeng Project’s shares. Once this project succeeded, the profits for Xiang Corporation would be considerable.

Wu Qi let out a thunderous roar. The Sealing Sky Sword pierced through Chi Yan’s chest, skewering his heart. With a flick, the heart was tossed into the air. All present saw the sword’s cold gleam flash in midair, pieces of the divine heart, still clinging with flesh and blood, fluttered and fell into the Nether Frontier, dissolving into mud.

“Miss Dai, you’ve come at just the right time.” As Dai Xiao hesitated, uncertain what to do, Leng Zixiao emerged from a stone pathway.

Yang Ruoli walked slowly back to the hospital room, where she saw Qin Fengzhan holding the just-awakened Feng Xinlan. The two clung tightly to each other, ignoring the angry glare of Master Feng.

“She’s your child. Can you truly be so heartless as to leave?” Consort Yao, herself a mother, naturally understood the agony of being separated from one’s flesh and blood, and could not help but gently question Dai Xiao.

Yan Po Yue screamed hoarsely, but his heart had already sunk to rock bottom. The entire house was soaked in tung oil. Even if he found an axe, it would be nearly impossible to break down the door and rescue Liu Zhaodi in time.

The attacks from the three Jiang family members were nothing but child’s play to the Sword of Apocalypse. They couldn’t even slightly hinder the black beam unleashed by the Sword of Apocalypse. Under Aotian’s gaze, the black light shot swiftly toward Jiang Tian.

The members of the Qin Sect nearly had their eyeballs fall out. They’d seen on TV that Feng Qing and Qing He were beautiful, but they hadn’t realized their beauty was to this degree. Their lower halves shamelessly stirred, secretly wishing Tu Shu would grant them a taste as well.

“Brother!” Xiao Lian cried out mournfully, ignoring Ye Xiyan and Ye Wuchou’s attempts to stop her as she rushed forward.

No one wished to prevent the truth from being revealed; concealing it was truly an act of erasing humanity.

“What? You dare go back on your word? Aren’t you afraid the Ghost Lord will punish you, cast you into Avici Hell, never to be reborn?” The moment Silver Moon heard what Blue Python said, her expression changed and she pointed at him, questioning sharply.

All in all, Su Tan still needed some time to adapt. Soaring through the sky was easy enough, not as thrilling as riding a roller coaster, but adapting to a world where only the strong ruled would take more time.

“Dragon Lord has paid dearly for this. My cultivation is now no less than emperor-level. If I can’t even break through this space, I might as well call my life a waste,” the Violet-Gold Divine Dragon said angrily, though his tone was unabashedly proud.

“Zuo Zhixiang’s soul is within Death’s Domain.” As he spoke, two beams of light suddenly flashed in Dan Ye’s eyes, his voice full of resolve.

By now, Xue Xiaotong, shivering all over, was utterly terrified, her mind nearly muddled, clearly unable to persuade Leng Ran.

“Damn it! Who are you? How should I know? Damn it, can’t you let me have a look?” Leng Lingfeng, sweating profusely, spoke angrily.

“The headmaster is usually greedy and afraid of death. Whenever there’s trouble, he immediately calls on us—the students who can actually fight! That’s why he’s so elusive, maybe gone without a trace in just a minute!” The student covered his mouth, laughing for a moment before speaking with exaggerated gestures.