Volume 1, Chapter 27: The Malice of Wang Teng

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In the living room of Jiang Huan’s home at the Xishan Camp residential complex, Jiang Huan knelt upright before his father’s spirit tablet. Three incense sticks burned slowly, their thin trails of smoke curling into the air. His father’s name on the tablet seemed blindingly sharp. Before the tablet lay a longsword, looking unremarkable, as if it were nothing more than an ordinary blade.
“Dad, Mom is sick. I don’t have the money, so I need to discuss something with you.”
“Look, could I take your artifact spirit, ‘Unparalleled,’ and pawn it?”
“Don’t worry, it’s only for a little while. Once Mom gets through this hurdle, I will redeem it for you immediately.”
Silence filled the living room. Jiang Huan bowed his head deeply, as if that were the only way to avoid facing his own shame...
Ning Hai’s stubbornness seemed to touch the spellcaster Hank, who slowly raised his head and gazed into the distance, as if lost in memory.
To Leng Feng, the talk of destiny remained an intangible concept that could not be grasped, so he couldn't be sure if Meng Meng was simply bluffing.
Li Yun thought of the Great Demon Venerable Yu Jiang, who had been knocked unconscious by the celestial tribulation, and a smile crept onto his face.
Inheritance, taken literally, means the succession of a certain spirit, will, academic knowledge, or craft. But Wei Fei knew that in the context of the Qi Gate Yi Dao, it could not be that simple. Since accepting that he was the successor of the Qi Gate, he had been searching for the so-called secret of the Qi Gate.
Beyond those directly involved, no one knew how many people had witnessed this scene through news media and online videos, and when they saw Li Ran walk out, how many understood what it truly signified.

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“This... Brother Da is truly well-read and knowledgeable about past and present. This opinion is very important; we will discuss it in detail!” He Shenbei praised.
All of this seemed to happen because the rock he was pressed against had somehow struck a vital point on his back. Old Chen was silent for a long time, then turned to look back, feeling as though he had witnessed a miracle reborn.
As for the Elf race, another vassal race in this neutral zone, perhaps because they were all ranged units, the teammates did not find any Mythic-ranked individuals among them. Yet, even so, these Vanser Elf archers still commanded the respect of the team.
Although Zhou Wei'er’s domain was formidable, once warriors above the rank of Earth Seal Master joined the battle, her domain became ineffective. Using it recklessly would be tantamount to suicide, so after the second wave of troops joined the fray, she was merely an ordinary Heaven Seal Master.
The Sacred Mountain was shrouded in a massive formation. At this moment, the formation showed no irregularities, indicating the sound had occurred inside. The three of them quickly took flight, rushing toward the source.
You Fei frowned. The suffering of the people was the hardest burden to bear; debts unpaid and unclear—it was truly distressing.
Black light condensed in the hands of Young Master Feng Chao, finally forming a gigantic black trident. Upon the trident, a strange, ancient pattern seemed to coil.
“How dare you be so insolent.” The king, wielding a bone blade, transformed into a streak of light and charged at Liu Feng. With his bone blade raised high, before Liu Feng could react, he brought the blade down, severing Liu Feng’s head.
Immediately, a searing heat radiated from his body, and Su Zimo could clearly hear the intense, desperately suppressed breathing.
I did not speak, but I saw it clearly. The Ink Qilin was a descendant of the Sacred Beast clan. Though it had evolved into a Great Ferocity, its bloodline advantages remained. The Qilin clan possessed immense vitality and profound power; minor wounds could heal rapidly. The more Dong Qi tried to force a quick victory, the closer he likely drew to his own defeat.
“Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, why hasn’t Mo’er shown any reaction yet?” Seeing the person in the crystal coffin remain motionless, Mu Yunxuan was instantly gripped by tension.
Huo Feng’er felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded beside her ears. Then, the whole world suddenly fell silent, spinning and spinning, leaving her unable to distinguish reality from illusion. She did not hear the rest of Liu Feng’s explanation, as memories of the past flickered and faded in her mind.
You Fei naturally observed the expressions of the Wang brothers, but he chose not to speak of it. When employing people, one should let them serve where they fit best. He still needed to keep these two wild horses on a tight leash; otherwise, any trouble they caused would be a headache.
As he spoke, Zhang Baohua unfolded the yellow cloth. When he opened it, a musty, foul odor wafted out. We were almost nauseated by the stench and instinctively covered our noses and mouths, retreating far away.

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Teacher Liu’s spouse, hearing my words, walked in skeptically. Seeing that there was truly nothing there, she went downstairs to call the others up. Several older people tried to help Teacher Liu lie down, but they found that no matter what they tried, they could not make him lie down; Teacher Liu remained sitting straight, not moving an inch.
At this critical moment, the enemy seized the opportunity to regroup. One thousand fresh Baibo troops charged up the ridge of the hill, joining the fray. The battle instantly turned into a lopsided crisis, and Xi Zhen’s plan for a sneak attack vanished into thin air.
At this moment, Lin Tian’s eyes were bright and his spirit seemed good, but two streams of bright red blood were flowing from his nose. It seemed that bowl of soup had been too potent, and Lin Musen had to speak up to warn him.
Ever since he heard at the Celestial Master Altar that the Emperor was planning to send an envoy to the Southern Dynasties, Tuoba Shen had harbored a thought—to take a trip to the Southern Dynasties.
“Sect Master, leave the existence at the Second Level of the Saint Master realm to me. You hold off the other two at the First Level of the Supreme Saint realm, and while fighting, push forward!” Ye Chen said directly.
Sun Quan was truly stunned by Lu Peng’s two victories, but through the colonel’s report, he gained an understanding of Lu Peng’s strength, allowing him to be prepared for the future.
Perhaps Yuan Shang’s prayers had worked. Of the thirty stones, a dozen fell outside the city, creating large pits in the frozen earth. Three stones whistled into the city, but at least five struck the city wall. Amidst flying dirt and stone, a section of the wall collapsed with a roar.
When he was with Zhao Wan’er, he couldn’t help but let his thoughts wander and would chuckle to himself.
There was another point: Cao Cao was no pushover. Once he rested and recovered in the rear, his ambition would reignite. If he then launched a pincer attack on Lu Peng, he would find himself in the painful position of being besieged from both sides, a possibility that could not be ignored.
As Ye Chen put distance between himself and the two python heads, they lunged toward him.
A surge of dragon might rose, as if to overturn the heavens and subvert the universe; before it, everything was an illusion.
The world of martial arts was full of turmoil. Even the Evergreen Sword Sect, tucked away in a corner, could not avoid the dust of the world. Now, even if one does not court the world's dust, the dust finds its way to you; the Evergreen Sword Sect had to step into the chaos.