Chapter 36: Divergence

Zhao Chenggong left in such a hurry that even the loss of face could not compel him to stay, yet that did not mean the matter was settled.

The temptation of a Saint Weapon is irresistible to any cultivator. In an era where the traces of Emperors have faded and Princes are nowhere to be found, a Saint represents invincibility. With a Saint Weapon in hand, one could roam the cultivation world almost unchecked, unless they were to encounter a master of Saint-level caliber capable of shaking the heavens and earth.

Suddenly, the crowd witnessed an unimaginable sight: as a single punch landed, the thousand-pound boulder cracked, fissures spreading across it like a giant spiderweb.

Shui Muhan urged Lu Xiangnan to book a flight to Canada immediately, insisting he persuade Uncle Tian to reveal everything he knew and return to Hong Kong to expose the truth.

Xia Yao gritted her teeth. She knew that everyone was trailing behind because of her, yet no matter how hard she tried, her stamina simply could not keep up.

This was truly humiliating, leaving one feeling quite embarrassed. To be a Prince who had fought his way through the battlefield, yet unable to protect the person he wished to safeguard—the word "incompetence" would forever be his epithet.

"Jing... open the door, I know you are in there." Qi Rui shouted loudly. He pounded on the door with all his might, desperate to see her; he missed her so deeply.

Upon returning to the Hall of Political Affairs, the first thing he did was order the city gates to be placed under strict surveillance. Relying on his memory, he sketched a portrait of Tuoba Ce and handed it to the guards.

I scrambled up the stairs, and looking down, I saw the group led by the man with glasses entering the teaching building as well. They had discarded the clubs in their hands, evidently fearing that if a school administrator saw them, they would surely be thrown out.

I felt so wretched that I couldn't even speak. After handing the empty wine bottle to Mu Meiqing, I felt a wave of nausea.

To be honest, I was feeling quite cowardly, but with the Crown Prince present, I felt much more at ease. If not for him, why would I be making such a scene? I would have been scared off long ago.

I felt a pang of guilt, especially after hearing that she had broken up with her boyfriend of a year and a half after getting together with me. This guilt made it impossible for me to voice my feelings, so I could only try to compensate by occasionally buying her gifts or sending her cards.

Soul energy surged, instantly suppressing the Yuan-devouring Spirit that had tried to escape, and the Primal Essence was gradually drawn out.

"Yo, Brother Nagato." The golden figure of Naruto came into view, his sky-blue eyes locking onto the Rinnegan.

Halfway there, I dared not take another step, and as I stopped, the girl with short hair stopped as well.

Lan Ruoxin’s final words, "I will die," were spoken with such lightness, yet they reached the ears of Yun Teng beside her, causing his heart to tremble.

Looking at the man before him, Secretary Wu shuddered inexplicably, gripped by an indescribable fear.

The first half of Wan Shitong's words had filled Li Hai with satisfaction; he was neither arrogant nor impetuous. It seemed that Wan Shitong’s growth over the past few years was not far behind his own. But then, Wan Shitong spoke the second half of his sentence, tinged with a hint of raw emotion.

"What about Lord Clayton?" Regnar could not help but ask. Garona had once said that Clayton might be the number one Saint-level warrior in the world today. By what means did he obtain such power?

Lin Feng had just helped Mei Wuqing push Xia Xinyan into the room when he suddenly felt a jade foot aiming for his most precious treasure. Terror-stricken, he stepped back without a second thought, barely dodging the kick.

"No... no... please, my lord, spare me! I know I was wrong! Please spare my life! I will obey your commands faithfully! Please, give me a chance!" The mage immediately knelt on the ground in terror.

"That is natural. This piece of news alone will certainly greatly boost the prestige of our Huashan Sect." This was the voice of the second person.

But later, for reasons unknown, a large number of the demon race and the elite among humans vanished, and no one knew where they had gone.

Da Wuhui dared not continue that line of thought. A ferocious expression appeared on his face as a Blood-Sweat Extreme Spirit Pearl appeared in his hand. Absorbing the spiritual energy from the pearl, he took a step forward, lifted both hands, and with a low roar, brought them crashing down.

It is no surprise for Reincarnators to possess strange and bizarre trump cards. If one does not use their strongest power to obliterate the enemy instantly, the one being obliterated will likely be oneself. Thus, there was no probing; they simply exhausted their power at the first opportunity to decide life or death.

However, this was clearly Chu Yiyun overthinking things. There was not a trace of anger on Luo Li’s face. Although she surely heard the various discussions with her extraordinary hearing, she acted as if she were oblivious, walking ahead with a warm smile.

As for the disciple of the Cangyu City Lord named Luo Ren, he was somewhat different. It was said that he was the son of the Yinguang City Lord, and though Yinguang City had since been destroyed, that did not in the least diminish the strength of its Lord.

Ichigo had not expected him to ask that, so he said softly, "There is a withered medicinal herb on it." The old man was instantly overjoyed, as if Ichigo’s words had satisfied him completely, and his last shred of hesitation vanished.

After chasing for ten thousand years, the girl had finally fulfilled her wish, and someone was finally willing to take her on as a personal disciple. Perhaps in less than a hundred years, she would become a powerhouse capable of assisting her brother, Yang Jian.

Taiyi did not hesitate and followed the instructions. Although he did not know what the situation was, he knew that Ye Chen would never harm him.

Looking at the subtitle on the screen, "Oh, the streamer is not at home right now; go watch other videos!", everyone felt a sense of lingering regret.