Volume 1, Chapter 28: I Should Have Listened to You

For as long as I can remember, this was the first time my father had ever praised me. My father, usually stern, unsmiling, and imposing, had eyes that were slightly red today.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, noble mage. I am Gorin," the Demon captain said with a hint of a chuckle. Clearly, he could sense Zhang Tian’s light-attribute mana.

I do not know who fired the first arrow, but the sharp sound of the bowstring seemed to signal the call to battle.

With my hands tucked casually into my pockets, I strolled leisurely around the school. I wanted to fully savor this relaxed environment, as I knew I would rarely have the chance to return.

Among the Ten Kings of Hell, they were not the strongest as individuals, but no one could defeat them when they joined forces. Yet, Jiang Feng had defeated them without the slightest effort.

"I didn't expect to make so much. Oh well, I’ll give Professor Jin a few bottles and keep the rest to let Mom and Dad try later," Jiang Yi said with a chuckle as he looked at his handiwork.

Li Xiuyuan could no longer withdraw; his sword momentum was already committed, and pulling back would surely expose a fatal opening. Despite his weakening speed, he gritted his teeth and thrust forward.

The third-generation disciples, who had witnessed the truth and seen their doubts vanish, exchanged glances, their eyes filled with varying degrees of shock.

In the old Lei family residence in Yanjing, a man with silver hair standing up like pine needles stared at the old man before him, his eyes bloodshot.

Kong Yi signaled for Xin Jiu and the others to stop, lest they attract the attention of the army ants. After a full minute, all the army ants vanished.

Fortunately, the heavy losses were more than these invading Wood Spirits could bear. Once they realized that the Wood Spirits skilled in close-quarters combat were dwindling, and their total casualties had exceeded fifty, they finally lost their nerve, barely managing to retrieve a dozen of their fallen kin before retreating.

It was for this reason that the Star God Body-Refining Fist emphasized the cultivation of the spirit alongside the tempering of the body. This was also why, when he clashed with Terry and unleashed his full power, he could manifest a "fist intent" that was truly soul-shaking.

A unique aura swept across heaven and earth, causing every powerful entity in the entire universe to freeze in sudden shock.

They had been preparing to lie low on the mountain for a few days, but unexpectedly, Hua Rong led troops to attack Erlong Mountain, throwing everyone into a panic.

Before Li Qiutian could finish speaking, the gazes of the various Venerables of the Flying Immortal Sect and the Sumeru Supreme, who had just descended from the Exquisite Immortal Palace, were all fixed upon him.

He understood. If he were in Su Xi’s position, he could no longer go to support Liu Manman, as it was clear that the others had already reached a consensus.

The stone turtle’s mung-bean eyes went wide. Stuttering, it stiffly twisted its neck to look at the now-vanished "Ten Thousand Demon Cage," completely bewildered.

But Gu Chi certainly wouldn't establish his own school now—it wouldn't be disgraceful enough. What was there to be happy about in defeating a local martial artist with Western swordsmanship?

Which of these beings, in the Pangu Universe, was not a figure of great renown, a hero of the Great Emperor level?

Wu Cheng was so young, yet he had already reached the late stage of the Out-of-Body Realm. Coupled with his methods, this had pushed the murderous intent in Li Kang’s heart to its absolute limit.

The two didn't mean anything else; they just wanted to be clear. But as they spoke, they felt it sounded as if they were saying the Old Madam had forgotten, so they stopped. They lowered their heads, acting like maidservants. The Old Madam said she was concerned for the two newcomers, and though she said it, she was truly heartbroken for them.

Furthermore, he could carefully show him exactly what medicinal herbs were needed to mend his void.

"Big Yellow" it is, then. At least the name is easy to remember; even after a dozen years, she wouldn't forget it.

The imperial physicians and doctors took a look, shook their heads, and discussed something before sending someone away. The windows were propped open, yet the room was still filled with a heavy medicinal scent. Wei Ye stood outside the courtyard; he had come again to ask.

"Master Ren, don't act like a charlatan. If you have something to say, say it clearly," Black Snake said impatiently.

In fact, the Yongning Kingdom and the Yue Kingdom were neighbors. With Seventh Master's connections, although the people of Yongning didn't know much about the Yue Kingdom, they had all heard some legends about it.

She was afraid of hope slowly turning into disappointment, and she was afraid that if Blue Butterfly did not wake up, everything might change.

Leaving behind a cold remark, Lin Man turned and walked toward the traffic police command center building.

Dong Xie curled his lips into a smile. To be honest, he really wished to make his feelings public, but he worried that Xu Minuo wouldn't agree. Now, looking at Xu Minuo’s expression, her dazed look was just too cute.

Sister Xiu was from the Yun family village and was very familiar with Qiao Mingjin and her younger siblings. Knowing that Mingjue had come to Yue Family Village, she even gave them several eggs. Upon learning that the Qiao and Yun families had pooled their money to buy a bullock cart for Qiao Mingjin, she was genuinely happy for her.

"Wow, does that mean Madam Zhong will choose you? Then doesn't that mean you've won?" Xu Zuoyan was immediately delighted, happy for Ye Kaicheng, because just now Ye Kaicheng had said that taking Z City was the goal his father had set for him. If Ye Kaicheng could complete it, that would be for the best.

Gu Hanhao nodded with satisfaction; he could be sure that this man was undoubtedly Xin Yan himself.

Tang Ning looked at Li Cheng, who was rumored to be benevolent and weak, and then glanced at the well-behaved Ouyang Xun, a cold sneer overflowing in his heart.

Regardless, no matter how arrogant Zhang Kewang usually was, at this moment, he was worthy of his status and position.

Although he had settled on this thought, Jing Chen felt secretly ashamed of the idea, which caused his face to flush red, and for a moment, he did not know how to speak.

Zhang Shouren’s prestige in Jinan was beyond question. When the common people spoke of him, they used terms like "our own," treating him as if he were one of their own family.