Volume One, Chapter 51: An Eruption of Conflict
Returning home, Shen Yixiao and I erupted into a fierce quarrel. He was convinced that I still harbored feelings for Xu Zhengnan and, in front of so many people, repeatedly showed his displeasure, refusing to give him any respect.
“Li Yue, don’t you realize how much I’ve sacrificed for you? If it weren’t to give you a better life, I wouldn’t have worked so hard. Yet you still cling to your first love in your heart—is this how you repay me?” Shen Yixiao’s face flushed with anger, his emotions running high.
If I were his enemy, he might have already struck me.
I too was filled with raging fury, but reason forced me to stay calm. The lessons from my previous life were vivid in my mind—I could not truly clash with Shen Yixiao...
In the world of cultivation, clans with a short history lack deep roots, and few can grow into great powers.
Lu Bu’s departure was understandable. Yuan Shu had been beaten nearly to the point of no resistance; continuing to fight him held little meaning, so he turned his attention elsewhere.
This Dragon God avatar was a dark dragon born before the true martial era had even arrived.
With a sharp hiss, the Asura demon flame surged forward, enveloping her from head to toe.
Arriving at the Southern Heavenly Gate, Lin Tian and Sister Su showed their tokens; after inspection by the guarding heavenly soldiers, they were permitted entry.
Moreover, whether the old man harbored ill intentions was truly uncertain, so it was better to be cautious—one does not fear ten thousand dangers, but rather the one that might actually come to pass.
There is a saying: “Ghosts can blind ghosts.” Using sorcery, even the living can blind the eyes of spirits.
Honestly, without being able to borrow fortune, given my temper, even if they beat me to death, I would not accept it quietly.
Back at the Heavenly Court, Lin Tian had asked Si Yuan for two manuals suitable for beginners like Fifth Feiyang to cultivate.
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“The Way of Heaven is ever-changing; how can it be compared to the immutable heavenly laws? And how can Han law not be deceived by the words of supernatural beings? Do you intend to privately alter Han law?” Xu Shu said.
No one paid further attention to Zhao Min. For these few, the sword at Song You’s waist was intimidating enough; not knowing whether these three were friend or foe, it was safer to hold back rather than risk being cut down without a chance to explain.
After executing a full set of sword techniques, Song You stood at the center, exhaling slowly. The surrounding area within dozens of meters was in ruin. Even with the enhancement of the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss, the destructive power was still slightly inferior to that of Xiao Feng, not to mention comparing it to Guo Songyang’s strike that overturned hundreds of meters of land.
Yes, Lü Feng was invited by Lin Xian’er—perhaps more aptly described as seduced. There was no doubt about this.
As the saying goes, strength lies in numbers. With many people working together, these sealed palaces were continuously shattered.
Amidst the noisy world, this voice stood out remarkably, spreading in all directions, causing everyone to turn and look at the still-standing figure.
But just as the spear reached the point revealed by Li Xiao, Li Zicheng’s figure stiffened, a sudden ominous premonition rising in his heart—a feeling as if he had fallen from heaven into hell.
“You are impressive; you’re the first person who can engage me in close combat!” Though enemies, Yi Han still admired Wu Du greatly and was curious about how his opponent had cultivated his physical body.
He clearly faltered, and after a few more rounds, he would likely have his head smashed by the young blood-toothed tiger.
“This is it, it’s really over...” Zhu Xia glanced around, noticing that nearly everyone’s gaze had focused on him with unmistakable ill intent.
“What does Your Excellency mean?” A sly smile appeared on Mì Shān’s face, clearly having grasped the deeper meaning.
Just as Xi Ze’s neck was about to be grasped by Mu Tie, Mu Tie suddenly sensed danger. With his life threatened, he did not insist on capturing Xi Ze and abruptly withdrew to the side.
Xi Yuanchi’s tone was full of frustration and helplessness—she, too, seemed oppressed by the great god Wei Si Te.
Su Le was puzzled, then touched his face, discovering that his chin had somehow swollen.
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However, led by Yuan Shu, Yuan Yi, Bao Xin, and Wang Kuang stood aside, urging Yuan Shao to quickly send troops to attack Sishui Pass.
Spotting an empty balcony, Xiao Shaohua pushed the door open and stepped out to find Sister Wang crouched on the railing in the corner.
Having long learned Yuan Shao’s intentions from Zhang Miao, Liu Ye exchanged a knowing glance with Xu Shu before stepping in front of Yuan Shao, feigning ignorance to ask why he had summoned them.
She laughed uncontrollably, as if hearing the world’s funniest joke, tears streaming down her face. I stared at her blankly; her laughter held no joy, only sorrow.
“Old Guan, you are now the Sword Lord. No need to call me Young Master anymore—just call me Su Zheng!” Su Zheng was delighted to see Guan Shanyue, lifting him up as he spoke.
At first, the red thread was inconspicuous, but gradually blood began to seep from it. With a sharp *pop*, the demon cultivator’s body was severed in two, blood spraying everywhere.
“Tsk tsk, big brother’s life is really comfortable,” Li Ke said enviously. Actually, he envied that despite committing such grave mistakes, his father still cared for him, a feeling that unsettled him.
Zhang Ziqiang angrily smashed a teacup in his office. When his subordinate inquired, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his frustration alone; he could neither share nor admit his misjudgment.
The gem traders immediately approached, stamping Yuan Tiancheng’s seal on the stone, after which he chose a second piece of material.
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