Chapter 77 Enough

"I didn't push Lin Lu. At the time, I argued with her for a bit, then Sister Su Yi came over to mediate. In the scuffle, I accidentally pushed Sister Su Yi down. But I don't know whether Su Yi, as she fell, happened to bump into Lin Lu, so the two of them fell together."

He Ruoxue spoke the truth; with Xu Yancheng in his current state, she dared not lie.

Xu Yancheng frowned. Lin Lu just now...

"Damn, so many ninth-level Mystic Soul cultivators? This is trouble!" Not far away, Ye Wanhua was shocked by the scene.

Soul refining techniques—his own Soul Refining Art was a soul cultivation method as well. Years had passed, but he had never neglected its practice. Those who entered were all cultivating in an independent space, where time held no sway: a decade inside was but a fleeting moment outside.

At this point, Dayu Yue Yelü Hezhi shook his head: "Hero Yang, while you were gone, several things happened in Greater Khitan." He then recounted the latest developments in Greater Khitan.

"King of Nine Shadows," Shangguan Youming, tossed the corpse of the Jiaozhi soldier onto the ground. Blood stained his lips, contrasting sharply with his pale face, making him appear eerily sinister.

The palm strike seemed light, but in fact, it was the signature technique of the “Frost Sleep Palm,” leaving a shallow imprint on the rock wall. Using the force of the “Frost Sleep Palm,” Daoist Longmian accelerated his descent, launching himself at the thief Tuo Liu Yutang, who was desperately dodging the “Dragon Roar Sword.”

Li Jiang’s eyes flickered. The Blood Dragon Pool contained dragon’s blood; compared to Tianwu Continent, the Blood Dragon Pool on Dragon Trace Continent was purer and more potent. For someone like him, who prioritized physical cultivation, this place was undoubtedly the ideal location for his training.

Thus, the first day of competition came to an end. Red Ridge Peak was now crowded, though spacious enough to accommodate everyone. There were plenty of annexes and cave dwellings, providing ample rest for the participants.

The Realm King’s words were no threat—Tu’s power was undeniable. Even the Realm King could do nothing against him; how much less could others hope to? Li Jiang could already imagine the disasters that would unfold across Tianwu Continent once he arrived.

At that moment, the Soul-Chasing Bell rushed toward us three enchantresses. We pressed against the cave wall, watching as it brushed past and fell to the ground.

The three sects arrived, facing off with barely concealed hostility, then took their places in their respective viewing seats.

For so long, so much had been bottled up inside him. The decisive battle was near; the outcome of the war, the rise or fall of the nation, the fate of his people, all the efforts of his father’s generation—how would it all play out? All of it, all the weight, now rested mostly on his shoulders. It nearly drove him mad with anxiety.

Zhou Yi led the offense, crossing half-court before passing the ball to his new teammate, Andre Iguodala, whose shooting was on fire. Iguodala spun, jumped back, and scored again.

After the commotion, the faint signs of chaos in the social order vanished even more swiftly. Some forces, just beginning to stir but not yet ready to act, saw the situation shift and quickly retreated.

Besides, skills can be learned; as long as one has the inclination, anything is possible. So Zhao Xue didn’t demand much. For the Ye family, hiring a nanny or chef was commonplace, and cooking was only required occasionally.

Since the Frogmen team lacked a sharpshooter, about fifteen minutes into the game, Chen Hao’s team had already pulled ahead by twelve points.

The Iron Armored Disk Beetle’s face flushed with embarrassment. The Armored Earth Corpse was pressed too close for her to wield her black stick, so she clenched her fist and punched the Armored Earth Corpse. The latter grabbed the beetle’s forelimb, “Heh, just let me have a sip!” The Armored Earth Corpse bit into one of the steamed buns and sucked.