Volume One, Chapter 103: He Actually Likes Shen Chaowu!?

The bar lights were blinding, a garish blaze of wealth and dissipation.

Meng Xingyi stood beneath the laser lights, his eyes frighteningly cold.

Expressionless, he looked down from above at Guang Laiqian’s bloodless face.

A purely vicious smile slipped from between his lips. “If I hear you slandering her again, what gets broken won’t be just one leg.”

Cruel.

The shrewd Andaluo understood that Rubika Zeng Xingyangzi might be the best choice for captain after all. Why? First, he was an isolated alien, and that mattered greatly: he had no tangled web of relationships, no taboos to fear, and no burden of hidden concerns.

“Zhou Yu... I have to go back. After dinner, let’s meet again at the Paramount!” the Beetle girl panted after the Second Young Master finally gave up his futile search.

After observing for a long time through special vision, Xingyang finally discovered traces of man-made construction on a section of the church floor. He estimated that it was probably the entrance to the so-called underground chamber, only sealed shut by someone.

Inside the Iceflame mothership, Liu Kehong was quietly watching the line of warships displayed on the luminous screen. In the middle was his own flagship, the Free, and around it were ten transport ships.

Of course, there were those here who were dissatisfied, but there was nothing they could do. Among the myriad realms, the Hunyuan Realm was counted as a powerful world. Aside from the Great World of the Six Paths and the Eight Source Worlds, few could contend with them, and in ancient times they had been truly formidable.

Anda’s movements had slowed to the point of a stumbling walk. Yet his will still held firm, sustaining him as he made his way toward the goal before him, that door.

After all, even a seventh-level Mahayana expert from the Annihilation Sect had not lasted a single exchange under Liuquan’s hand. If Liuquan wanted to kill them, would that not be a matter of moments?

How could Ye Ming let her succeed again? As she lunged at him, he caught the right hand she thrust out. He had meant to pull her to his side, but he was drunk and somewhat unsteady, and his body tilted toward Xia Chuchu instead, colliding squarely with her.

She seemed to be unsteady on her feet, leaning slightly against the doorframe, all the while teasing Wang Mengyao.

Yes, the place ahead where multicolored auspicious light flickered on and off was the spellship he had ridden all the way here: the Seven-Colored Glazed Heaven-Questioning Mirror.

At that, Mo Changsheng unexpectedly felt a little lighter, and for someone of his state of mind, that was almost inconceivable.

Even Yu Hong could produce the Mind-Calming True Pill that could suppress soul poison for three days, so of course Mo Changsheng was no exception.

This time, Zhao Xianzong did not plan to bring out the Three Souls again. This might even be his final incarnation. If this went on, perhaps one day his true body would fall to some unknown danger.

Thinking of that, Ouyang Fugui threw his head back and laughed uproariously, all the gloom in his heart pouring out in that wild laughter.

Thus, while the other kingdoms were in an uproar, the capital of Liang was utterly quiet, as if Lin Qingwan’s words were beyond dispute, and ruler and ministers alike had already agreed.

But halfway through, Feng Yuxiu’s palm gave a slight flick and suddenly split into several shadows. This time, A Fei could see clearly that it was not merely palm technique after all, but a fusion of claw work, finger techniques, and boxing—there was even a spear stance A Fei knew well.

“The guards said you came looking for me. What is it?” Yang Xiuqing asked, even as he continued turning something over in his mind.

After all, the Mount Song Sect was once a renowned orthodox school. Though it had declined, it still had its own methods. Zuo Lengchan therefore led Fei Bin and another Mount Song disciple slowly along the largest cave, every so often blowing a short bamboo flute in his mouth to produce sounds of varying length.