31 The Aristocratic Clans

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"The Stone Forest ruins have long been a renowned site in the ancient Yide Mountain Range. This forest is said to be a remnant left behind by a sect during the era of great chaos, possessing extraordinary power," the hunter dog explained to Jiutian and the others.

Jiutian nodded, clearly aware that the hunter dog knew far more than the information at hand. Suddenly, he realized that the hunter dog himself was more valuable than the documents. He intended to temporarily hire the hunter dog to help locate the secret base.

A sword saint’s tomb is a formidable challenge for those of sword emperor caliber. Sometimes, after overcoming countless trials, discovering that the tomb is actually empty can shatter one’s spirit completely.

Of course, unless one’s strength is overwhelming, employing sword energy as a shield might render the frost’s reach ineffective. Yet, the Demon Lord would undoubtedly be engulfed by the ice.

Hearing Simba’s words astonished Jiang Simiao and the others even more. At this juncture, the conclusions of Crotti and Simba were astonishingly alike.

“Nothing else but this!” Luo Fu exhaled deeply. It turned out Sun Qian had not seen it. Still, to be cautious, they decided to verify once more.

Meanwhile, the Victoria’s Secret show was trending high online; numerous fan accounts and news outlets, like sharks sensing blood, swarmed in quickly.

“Father!” This scene caught the eye of a young man beneath the arena, leaving him utterly stunned.

Given Yi Shaoli’s character, even if he knew she came from another world, he wouldn’t spread the word. Yet, it would inevitably change how he viewed her, perhaps even causing some estrangement.

“To ignite oneself, using a faint candlelight to dispel the endless darkness before you, ultimately melting away like a dying wick yet maintaining composure—this is the courage and consciousness of us righteous souls.”

“Lock him up. When the Holy Water Palace’s next envoy arrives, bring him out to exchange for cultivation resources, and dampen their arrogance,” the old village chief ordered. Two villagers seized Han Bing and took him to the prison.

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“Changqing, you’re here. Has recruiting disciples gone smoothly this time?” a man around middle age asked. The middle-aged man named Li Changqing was an elder in the Ascension Hall.

Through communication with the ancient Dragon Source array’s consciousness, encompassing over 125,000 superior-grade mysterious arrays, most of these formations were components of advanced arrays—in other words, parts.

Regardless of whether the rampant rumors outside were true or false, the fact they spread suggested Zhao Zilong must possess some genuine strength.

Li Yifan sat in the center of the training chamber, gazing at the pair of true-meaning stone carvings. He wasn’t seeking to comprehend their essence but rather to discern the character and temperament of Yuyang Lin, hoping to trace the growth path of this legendary figure.

The Dragon Elephant Temple stood as the foremost of the Four Great Sects and a towering authority among the Seven Major Righteous Forces, never having been surpassed without reason.

“So? Are there magical beasts nearby? Or a spider?” Ye Yanqing stepped back and asked.

Liu An felt as if a knife had been taken from his neck but dared not move for fear of cutting himself; any sudden motion might open a wound.

Xiao Fan severed Xiao Ming’s arm with a single sword strike; blood spouted like a fountain, and Xiao Ming cried out in pain. At that moment, Xiao Fan reached out, grabbed his other shoulder, and struck his chin with a knee.

Huang Zu opened his eyes abruptly, then leapt forward with a swift stroke, severing the soldier’s head, which rolled away: “Spreading heresy.” Yet Liu Chong knew Huang Zu’s body trembled as he spoke, his gaze anxiously fixed on the flames.

Having suffered injury from Bibi Dong before, the master, alongside Liu Erlong, now fused their four souls, making them capable of completely overwhelming the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus clan.

Tang San was about to return to his dormitory at Frand’s suggestion to call Oscar but saw Oscar rushing over anxiously, his face filled with panic as if the sky were collapsing.

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However, what puzzled Chen Haotian was the events of last night—his memory held nothing at all, indicating that the fusion was not thorough.

“Go find Zixuan to discuss something,” Hanyu Nian said with a smile, noticing Ning Yishi’s nervous expression.

“No, your master is pregnant. If you bump into her, I’ll have to spend a lot of precious medicine again,” Tang Moxuan said, aware that the fox could understand human speech.

Watching Granny Ning close her eyes now, she sighed, stood, turned off the lights, then took out her phone and went into the bathroom.

Cheng Wei’s father was innocent in this matter—he never knew from beginning to end. Besides, even if he did, he wouldn’t agree. Who didn’t know what Li Xiaoya was about?

“Alright then, I won’t help you move your luggage,” he said reluctantly, worried about scaring Bai Feng’er away.

Even the simplest and cheapest questions, if answered correctly, would reward one hundred million in cash.

In no time, they reached the riverbank. Familiar with the route, they went behind the towering reeds, removed their cotton-linen coat, grabbed two handfuls of dry grass to wrap around their palms to prevent slipping while fishing, then plunged into the river.

Zhang Zhao immediately felt relieved but then thought that Sun Quan, having lost more than he won, probably had grown mentally tougher and wouldn’t be easily defeated again.