Volume One, Chapter 28: Chu Tianxing Breaks the Formation!

“According to Ye Qingxuan, it is still impossible to say which of the five branches will emerge victorious. Therefore, I absolutely cannot take the Demon-Control Pill and entrust my life to the Sacred Land.”

“Since the Pill Refining Branch is no weaker than the other four branches, staying at the Alchemy Academy to refine pills—and using pills to nurture my martial cultivation—is naturally the best choice.”

With that thought in mind, Chu Tianxing cupped his fists and said, “This disciple only wishes to remain at the Alchemy Academy and devote himself wholeheartedly to the study of alchemy.”

“What?”

Everyone widened their eyes in disbelief. No one could understand Chu Tianxing’s choice.

He clearly had the opportunity to advance directly to the rank of personal disciple, yet he insisted on staying at the Alchemy Academy to refine pills?

Just then, a voice filled with emotion rang out: “Young man, if your comprehension is insufficient, then even if you study alchemy, you still won’t…”

Ming Qian suddenly felt a sweet, bloody taste rise into her throat. She was so furious that she nearly vomited blood. Hatred, rage, grief, and indignation surged through her, and she could no longer pretend to remain calm. Her face flushed crimson; unable to draw another breath, she actually fainted from anger.

“And there must have been some kind of conflict in that Miao village. It was most likely connected to a struggle over the position of chieftain,” I said.

Cui Min’s expression shifted unpredictably. With a cold snort, her needle-sharp eyes swept across Ming Qian’s face before her five fingers loosened and released Ming Qian’s neck. He then drifted past her and rushed toward the princess’s carriage like a gust of wind.

“Since that is what you say, I’ll listen to you. Ah, I originally intended to attend your wedding this time. Who could have imagined that something like this would happen? I’ve already had my assistant book a flight. I’ll be returning to Japan tomorrow,” Qiao Yu said.

At the thought of this, Qing Shui felt a warm current surge through his heart. He picked up the Big Dipper Sword and stood there dazed for a moment before bringing it down in a single strike. The heavy sword had no edge.

I no longer knew how I had left that night. I saw the police at the scene gradually carry the bodies out of the ship, while several survivors were led out in handcuffs. Someone retrieved two corpses from the water and passed by us with them.

He was also a man bold enough to turn the Imperial Factory’s Embroidered Uniform Guards away from his own gate. Ming Qian could not help feeling a sense of respect for him. There were still people in this world who were not afraid of those tiger-and-wolf-like guards.

When Wang Dong saw that the purple divine dragon could fly, excitement surged through him as well. He secretly sighed with relief, thinking that they could finally leave. Yet the thought of the purple divine dragon having recovered its strength also made him somewhat worried.

The scenery was so beautiful that Wang Dong was utterly entranced. The owner of this bamboo house certainly knew how to enjoy life—drinking tea while admiring the lakeside view, living in complete comfort.

Ming Qian was somewhat astonished. She carefully examined the two bandits. Their faces were dark and their builds sturdy; they truly resembled frontier civilians stationed to defend the border. She had not expected that the two bandit chiefs who had occupied the mountains and robbed travelers in the Great Tai Ridge would actually be former frontier defenders.

Young people naturally made friends with other young people, and when the driver posted this update, someone immediately liked it.

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Peng Ziwei wasted no time. Two flying swords sprang from his body. The third went straight for Feng Ming, while the fourth leaped out and vanished without a trace.

The other survivors in the corridor glanced at Xu Yang and the others’ hot pot, then lowered their eyes to the bread or steamed buns in their own hands. In an instant, they found their own food utterly tasteless.

“I don’t care,” Dong replied coldly. As she spoke, it was as though a chill blew against their faces, giving everyone the feeling that she kept others at a thousand miles’ distance.

Then again, compared with the other major companies inland, the Tang people’s financial chain had always been rather fragile.

However, when Xu Yang emerged from the hot spring and changed his clothes, the hot spring beneath his feet vanished at once, and the bright moon and stars overhead disappeared as well.

Her relationship with Yan Ni had already become quite good while they were filming My Own Swordsman. As it happened, Yan Ni had no suitable acting offers during that period. Sisi arrived at her door with the script and an irresistible fee. After reading the script, Yan Ni agreed to take part after considering it for only five minutes.

Horror and fury filled Hong Wansheng’s eyes. After Yao Qing spoke, the arm he had raised fell to the ground.

“The road conditions are good now. If possible, this bus might be able to take everyone out of here!” Kelly said.

Having just woken up, he had already spent a great deal of energy learning a talent skill. Xu Yang therefore carried it back inside and went on sleeping.

Mu Jingzhao gazed at her, his eyes revealing an emotion that could not be identified as sorrow or reluctance. “Go.”

His tone remained awkward, but the corners of his mouth were still turned upward.

Although they had failed to divide the prize money, Tang Mumu still took charge and treated Gong Moli to a sumptuous meal in the city.

Bai Chuanfeng now felt that building a “Bai Chuan Teaching Building” on the campus of Meiji University might be an appropriate choice.

The key point was that many of these plots of land could not yet be put up for sale, because transactions were subject to a ninety-six percent tax.

The dance drama would end tomorrow, and she had to return to the theater for rehearsals. Today, she only wanted to rest properly for another day.

With that thought, he gently drew Xie Wanzhi into his arms and kissed her beautiful face.

Wan Yi’s eyes widened once again. He realized that the fact he had thought of so much in an instant was not merely the result of accelerated thinking in a moment of crisis.

Gong Moli had never used the telephone number she received, simply because Tang Mumu later learned about it as well and told her to keep it. Nothing could possibly happen to her.

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Just now, however, Xia Yan’er had noticed that the pendant had begun to grow cold, and its color had also become dull and lackluster.

However, considering that Gu Rong possessed a system and that the benefits she could gain from becoming famous were incalculable, they could not allow her reputation for talent to spread.

After the meal, Keha, Chan’er, and the old man realized that Mo Ruyang had something to discuss with his companions, so they tactfully took their leave.

Before long, Li Mu left the secret chamber where he had been staying. After crossing a crude hall, he entered the secret chamber occupied by Li Xue.

Entering and leaving, leaving and entering—after repeating this ten times, Zhang Xiang had spent five thousand five hundred years in the hidden realm without realizing it. His clones had all reached the quality of low-grade middle rank, while his weapons had all reached low-grade upper rank. By then, the golden pillar, originally five feet thick and ten rods long, had been reduced to less than one-fifth of its original size.

On the way, the two of them successfully overtook the staggering Keha and the young Shui’er. Shui’er was still wiping away her tears, her face covered in smeared tearstains.

Speculation was rife outside. Was the Emperor’s enormous move intended to launch a full-scale advance into every industry, or was it merely the opening salvo for further expansion?

It was said that when Dao Arts reached the Divine Realm, they returned to simplicity and naturalness. The Dao Arts displayed at that level could already rival Dao Incantations.

The mountain winds howled all around them, sometimes sweeping from top to bottom and sometimes from bottom to top. They twisted into whirlwinds and darted chaotically in every direction.

Even Consort De laughed uncontrollably. Halfway through her laughter, she suddenly stopped and glanced toward the doorway. Then she looked at Bao Chun with a complicated expression and hesitated before speaking.

Just as Li Haoran was about to leave, a huge square seal flashed with azure light and slammed down toward the top of his head.

He YunJia’s expression darkened little by little. Cheng Yiben’s firm refusal and his resolute, utterly uncompromising gaze clearly told her that he would not soften, nor would he give her another chance.

Zhuang Wu immediately spun around and blasted apart Eber, who was charging in from behind. The shattered body transformed into brilliant flames that rose beside him.

The Black Martial Guards and White Warrior Knights had already been driven back step by step. They were completely incapable of stopping even the slightest advance of the Devouring Demon Dragon.

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