Volume 1, Chapter 30: I Do Not Need Your Approval!

Weapons are ranked from the first to the eleventh grade, with the Postnatal Sacred Artifacts and Prenatal Sacred Artifacts existing above these. If Chu Tianxing possessed four replicas of Imperial Artifacts, even without artifact spirits, his combat prowess would double. More importantly, due to his unparalleled, monstrous talent, Chu Tianxing could forcibly refine artifact spirits to elevate his martial arts cultivation—a feat that no other core disciple could even dream of achieving.

"Brother He, it seems we need to have a serious talk." Suddenly, Li Xianfeng gently waved his folding fan and walked slowly to He Kuangzun’s side with a gentle smile. "Chu Tianxing is the enemy of our Night Palace’s Vice Palace Master, Xing Bufan..."

"Stir it, keep stirring it constantly; there is so little, you must be careful not to let it burn," Mother Pan urged.

After Noble Lady Shen moved to her new palace, the inner court fell into a period of calm. Even Concubine Yan restrained herself, and when she went to Cishou Palace to pay her respects to Empress Dowager Xie, she no longer intentionally tried to cross paths with the Emperor.

The ones speaking just now were Kerry and Lu Chen; upon recognizing each other, both immediately began to interrogate.

The Dragon-Lion was originally transformed from a celestial tree and served as its guardian deity. Its bloodline has been passed down through a single heir for generations, with the Dragon-Heart Fruit serving as the lifeline of their heritage.

Upon hearing this, the eleven people present, including Lin, were somewhat confused. Lin stared steadily at the indifferent Jin Feng, who remained as domineering as ever, whether ten thousand years ago or today.

However, Meng Ji maintained precise control over her strength, never landing a truly heavy blow; it felt as though she were merely toying with Qin Yao.

Impossible, it is impossible; there is no way I could have encountered Jin Feng in such a place. But what about the short sword?! Could it have been dropped in the dense forest?! Or did the person who saved me take it?! Heavens, what is going on?

Jian Po saw that his Phantom Shadow movement technique had failed to deceive Lin Chen in the slightest. Lin Chen stood completely exposed before him, seemingly full of openings, yet Jian Po found it impossible to strike.

The gods were horrified; the scene that had just unfolded lingered in their minds. The wailing of the Chang’an God-General seemed to echo in their ears, the shrill cries scraping against their hearts.

Seeing her disheveled state, the tension in Ling Chen’s heart snapped. He strode over, pulled her into the room, and spoke with rare severity.

"This... how is this possible? Even the Imperial family does not dare to offend the Pill-Formation Sect?" Upon hearing Guan Shanzhi’s words, Lan Dongbo was left completely stunned.

"It’s nothing special. I think you should be called Huangpu Plaster; no matter how you try to shake it off, it just won’t come off." With that, Xiao Moyu ignored Huangpu Zhendong and headed downstairs.

Tian Tian nodded, squinting her eyes as she watched the fleet of helicopters lift off, disappearing into the distant airspace shortly after.

"Young Master Feng!" the Triceratops said respectfully upon seeing Du Feng. For him, even hearing the voices of Du Feng or his companions did not mean he could lower his guard. For the sake of safety, the Triceratops did not poke his head out to observe the commotion outside, focusing only on protecting the mission objective.

Seeing that his repeated attacks had no effect, Huangpu Zhendong felt deeply frustrated. He stomped his foot, leapt into the air, and kicked toward Xiao Moyu.

Blocking the path of these celebrities on their pedestals were countless eighteen-tier actors, like mere shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

He felt a vague, ominous premonition that the girl before him was negotiating with him.

Yang Xue had recently become obsessed with billiards. During her few days of rest, she had intended to ask Lin Xiaoguang to play, but since he had plans with Fei Qi, she had to find other friends instead.

He possessed no martial arts, so he normally wouldn't have noticed these movements. However, with the Lin family sending assassins repeatedly these past few days, even if those people were not skilled, their presence had made his ears and eyes much more sensitive.

After a series of clattering and banging, the result was that the fellow on the ground no longer dared to talk back, while Mother Shen stood panting heavily, leaning on her wooden staff.

Amidst the shouting, several spears thrust forward. Shi Jingtian dodged to the side, swung his iron arms with great force, and sent the spears flying from their hands. He followed up with a few punches, knocking the soldiers to the ground, and then strode over to push open the theater doors.

Without stirrups or saddles, the Xiliang cavalry were already skilled in archery and horsemanship; with saddles, their marksmanship became even more precise. They no longer needed to rely on parabolic suppression but shifted to point-blank sniping.

After surveying the surroundings and confirming there were no pedestrians or patrolling soldiers, Shi Jingtian stopped hesitating. He jumped from the roof, caught the railing of the floor below with both hands, vaulted into the air, and landed steadily in the middle of the street.

The water vapor was nearly 100 degrees Celsius; one certainly shouldn't lean in to inhale it. The result was that the idiot met with tragedy, clutching his nose with teary eyes, as if his nasal cavity had been filled with chili water.

However, Yang You’s gaze remained fixed on the thin young man. He knew that among the three, only this thin man was the one who controlled the Great Dao of Time and Space.

Jing Ye took three steps and suddenly stopped, saying softly, "Miss Xuanyuan, you know that we will never have a future. Forget about Jing Ye."

"Good! Good!" After the fight, they were quite hungry. The two of them took the water, gulped down several mouthfuls, and stuffed the dried meat into their mouths.

Yan Liang seemed indifferent to Lu Bu’s sarcasm, suddenly appearing as if he were not the reckless brute he seemed. Lu Bu could see that Yan Liang actually valued his life quite a bit. It must have been because, after betraying Yuan Shao, he had been mocked and ridiculed by so many that he would rather die than surrender.

Upon hearing this, Bai Feng seemed energized, immediately notifying his subordinates to search all surveillance points, especially for anyone acting suspiciously while on the phone. However, the killer’s next sentence poured a bucket of cold water over him.

"How could that be? The Clan Leader is my grandfather, but after that incident, my grandfather’s position was revoked and replaced by my father. My two older sisters hold the highest authority in the family; whatever they say goes. On this continent, everything is still determined by strength," Quan Shuo Liuli said casually.

"My Fourth Senior Sister, Fairy Xianyi, is in the capital. If Magistrate Fang goes to investigate, won't he find out?" Fuyun Nuan said without a shred of guilt. Yu Pianpian rolled her eyes; she had been severely injured just a few days ago, and now she was fearlessly using Xianyi to intimidate others. She really wasn't afraid that Xianyi would refuse to acknowledge her.

Returning home, Wang Dong sat down at his computer, unable to wait. With excitement, he opened the software and clicked on Xia Zhiqing’s profile picture. He sent a video request, which she accepted almost immediately. Less than a second later, that familiar, beautiful face appeared on the screen.

"Sigh, no wonder the Ao family has been making such big moves lately. I heard they are even going to the Sword-Casting Guild to invite a master to forge a sword!" another man exclaimed in realization.