Volume One, Chapter 59: A Direct Confrontation with Bai Zhiyao

It was already past five, and the sun was about to set, yet the air remained stiflingly hot. The heat, coupled with her foul mood, made the argument feel like a fuse burning toward an explosion.

Su Li stared at him. “I said, even if I get myself killed, it has nothing to do with you!”

At those words, Mo Xingyuan’s expression visibly darkened, his gaze sharpening into something dangerous and cold.

But Su Li had a clear conscience and felt no guilt in facing him.

The Six Pure Bamboo Rods and the Infinite Lotus Array were seamlessly combined—so much so that the mighty God of Slaughter, Xingtian, felt unsettled and swung his enormous axe in a frenzy.

Suddenly, someone appeared at the cave’s entrance. Everyone turned to look and first saw two strangers. Only after did they spot Xue Jun and Du Xuan’er, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

They’d only met once before, at a banquet hosted by Feng Zihao. Even at that gathering, her interactions with Ye Weitian had been fewer than those between Chen Xu and Ye Weitian.

The two lived in adjacent rooms. Houses rarely had ceilings in those days, so one could see the beams and the roof from the ground.

Those crimson eyes met his, and in the puppet’s gaze there was an unmistakable trace of sorrow.

Although Xintian’s cultivation had only reached the peak of the Spirit Lake Realm, there was still great room for advancement. Moreover, Xintian had comprehended an “alternative” type of fusion domain, where each improvement in the domain could be doubly effective.

“It’s your Supreme Three Caverns Divine Incantation. In the past, it was called the Art of Deception! Alongside it were the Five Elements Demon-Sealing Technique of Maoshan and the Sword Control of Dragon-Tiger Mountain!” Wen Kong said with a smile.

“I am your protector; how could I ever do such a thing!” Zade, meeting He Yun’s icy stare, felt as if his secrets were being laid bare, and hurriedly denied it.

A golden dragon pulled the chariot, with the Ancestor Dragon, Ying Zheng, seated in silence. No one could discern what she was thinking.

To become an unrivaled master, one must endure countless life-and-death trials, pushing oneself to the limit and achieving feats far beyond the ordinary.

As Shao An had anticipated, Li Hongyi indeed chose to head west. This went back to the day after the attack on the Sacred Land.

“My grandfather has passed away. As his grandson, I must observe mourning. We’ll speak again in three years,” Shao An replied, blocking any further discussion.

This was the most exalted palace under heaven—the very pinnacle of what one could attain as a human.

Yang Jinxin’s eyes widened in disbelief. Her face was deathly pale as she stared fixedly at Yang Jinhuan. Her lips trembled, and mustering all her strength, she clutched Yang Jinhuan’s sleeve and asked, word by word.

At first, Dai Jin did not recognize Xiyun; she simply could not believe that the once arrogant and domineering woman now wore such a calm and gentle expression.

Huo Xian’s every move was seen clearly by Liu Bingyi, who then let go of Huo Chengjun’s hand, allowing Huo Xian to stay behind with her.

Wu En quietly closed the door, immediately shedding his pretense and transforming into a ferocious beast as he shoved open the bedroom door.

Now, everything had changed. Someone had set their sights on his family’s estate and refused to leave. From what Cui Miaotong reported, there was no strong resistance. It seemed she had already accepted it in her heart.

Everyone shook their heads, while the Prince of Jin looked at Shao An with eager anticipation. Shao An leaned in and whispered a few words in his ear.

“Of course I am your son—and my grandfather’s grandson as well.” Shao An’s tone was clearly unfriendly; only when the elder needed something did he remember Shao An was his son.

By the time Yun Rou realized what was happening, she had been wrapped up like a rice dumpling—except for her head, not a single inch of skin was left exposed.

After more than half a month, the spies began to get nervous. Why hadn’t those sent to buy grain returned yet? Had their identities been discovered?

“Commander, we have already discussed it. No matter what happens in the future, we will follow you,” Zhu Jiao declared.