Volume 1, Chapter 33: Are You So Sure?

"Father, let's begin as soon as possible. The Master of the Alchemy Branch has stated that as long as Chu Tianxing is a fourth-tier alchemist, he can be admitted as an apprentice examiner for the branch."

Shangguan Han said coldly, "Furthermore, I had an agreement with the Senior Brother: once Chu Tianxing fulfills the requirements of the Alchemy Institute, he will no longer have any say in the institute's affairs."

"Younger Brother Han!" Shangguan Miaotong’s willow brows furrowed tightly, and she glared at him fiercely. Had he already forgotten her warning?

"Whatever agreement you two have, handle it yourselves. I will only act according to the institute's rules."

Shangguan Hai looked at Shangguan Han with extreme helplessness, then sat down in the seat of honor and said indifferently, "Begin."

"Junior Brother Chu, please!" Shangguan Han took out from his storage ring...

"Wait here for me for a moment; I'll go in and report. This is the Flower Immortal Hall, and the inner sanctum is just ahead. Don't wander off; I can't protect you if something goes wrong." Zilan spoke with the air of an older sister, and Han Bing nodded repeatedly.

Beside the carved space-time gate, the air was filled with turbulent spiritual energy, its force comparable to a high-speed "Flame Breath Finger." These blind energy bodies could pierce holes in your body at any moment.

"Speaking ill of others behind their backs will give you sores on your mouth, Sister Ruolan. That’s not very nice; you won't be able to get married in the future if you keep this up." Xia Fan, who had caught up, heard everything clearly. Had Yin Qingrou not been present, he would have already brought Xu Ruolan to heel.

One must know that Xia Fan was already at the mid-stage of the Origin Realm. His senses were as sharp as if he had eyes in the back of his head; although his back was turned to the door, he had sensed Ma Xin'an the moment he entered. Expecting an attack from behind, he prepared to teach him a harsh lesson, but at that moment, he was suddenly pushed aside.

On second thought, the Liuying family was a prominent household in Xuhuan City. The sudden death of the patriarch in the middle of the night would inevitably draw the attention of surrounding forces. If the news leaked too early, inviting busybodies and the greedy to attack, the Liuying family’s defenses were not sufficiently prepared, which would truly be a difficult situation.

The middle-aged Taoist lay on the ground. Through his blurred vision, he saw Zhao Zilong taking steps again, approaching him with a calm gait.

But the reality was plain to see: the Great Emperor Tianqi Rensheng had always governed the underworld with iron-fisted methods. Since the Wheel-Turning King had dared to murder his most trusted confidant, ten deaths would likely not be enough to pay for this crime.

Even knowing that a mountain of blades and a sea of fire, or a bottomless abyss, lay ahead, Xia Fan had to steel himself and complete this journey. With his current mid-stage Void Realm cultivation, unless the opponent used bombs or missiles on him, it would be as hard as ascending to heaven to actually hurt him.

Although Shangguan Yunfei’s expression was not very pleasant, he still had to find a way to step down gracefully.

Don't mention the Elephant Demon; in fact, the Lion Demon and others were also somewhat suspicious. But once they heard Wu Fan mention the "Sacred Fruit Forest," it absolutely couldn't be fake. The only person who could know about the world hidden deep within the secret reaches of the Red Demon Mountain was likely this detestable human standing before them, throwing his weight around with a Demon-Travel Token.

Under the cover of her clothes, Bai Yu reached into her bosom and pulled out a dagger, signaling to the leader that this was her luggage.

"Long live the Emperor, long, long live the Emperor." Bai Yu was awakened by the sound of ten thousand people kowtowing. When she opened her eyes, all she saw were thousands of black heads prostrated before her.

Steward Di was suddenly shaken. Could the Master have already accepted Lu Haoran’s status? Steward Di dared not think further and quickly invited everyone to the living room.

Zhang Shixuan was also full of shock. He knew Lin Ye was arrogant, but that was arrogance within the school; he never expected Lin Ye to be truly boundless in his arrogance, actually daring to demand that Zhang Qingshan of the Dragon-Tiger Sect kneel and kowtow. This was arrogance to the point of being outrageous.

"Cousin!" The man raised his head with a dejected face, his tone as listless as a frostbitten eggplant, the fear in his eyes plain to see.

Old Song gestured to Song Liang, who immediately understood, took a bank card from the room, and handed it to Old Song.

"Go to hell!" Seeing the three men swiftly closing in on him, Yamamoto Junichi suddenly released a cloud of yellow smoke and then vanished.

"Uh, sorry, misfire, misfire, don't move!" A hint of embarrassment appeared on Cang Kong's face; Zheng Ji's stepping motion had triggered his subconscious reflex.

Amidst the golden light, all evil was repelled. Many demonic spirits cultivating in the mountains immediately fled back to their caves, while the specters hid far away. Once the pagoda appeared above Mount Kunlun, many knew it was a Kunlun disciple borrowing the power of the Mountain-Suppressing Pagoda to quell demons.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned around and ran at full speed, racing in one breath back to the inn. Ignoring the surprised gazes of the staff and guests in the lobby, he did not stop until he reached Aidana’s door.

"The Empress Dowager of Chen sent people to observe by the mountain stream every day; they only withdrew yesterday. I suppose they believe the General and his wife are still in the courtyard by the stream. Now, they are at ease," the shadow guard said indifferently in response to Gu Jingfeng's question.

Just as the Japanese army was preparing for an all-out assault, the roar of airplanes in the sky immediately caught Dongchuan Renan's attention. Just as he was about to give the order to take cover, incendiary bombs and heavy-duty bombs rained down from the bombers into the positions of the 78th Division.

"Then how did directing the battle turn into participating in it directly?!" Lü Zhengcao asked relentlessly.

She bit into a chicken wing with a smile, and thinking of Yun Xuan in the Nanshan hunting grounds, the smile on her face became even brighter.

"Haha! Despicable humans, your doomsday is coming!" Snow Maiden floated in the air outside the Demon-Suppressing City, laughing wantonly. Her alluring figure was exposed to everyone's eyes, and that lewd, demonic laughter, ringing through the sky, instantly mesmerized the cultivators below the Golden Core stage, leaving them standing there in a daze, completely forgetting to resist.

Han Nuo’s turbulent inner energy had just calmed down when he was met with a powerful attack from the Demon Wind. He was still using a long spear, which was the standard weapon of the War Demon clan.

Yan Lian did not know that her coming and going from the west of the city had naturally attracted the attention of some people, including the Shangguan family.

The Altaria's fluffier feathers seemed to be scorched by flames. At the moment of completing its Mega Evolution, Mega Altaria mobilized the richer life force within its body, as well as the immense flame power accumulated over the past month.

"I leave it to you, Mr. Teishu. If you need any help, I will certainly not refuse," Fuudou said with a sense of relief.

I shook my head, unable to do anything with him. I looked at Zijie and smiled; Zijie was darker and stronger than before, with a look of utter seriousness on his face, no longer the carefree, joking fellow he once was.

To Gao Sheng, he felt this was a beautiful counterattack. Thinking back to when he was being squeezed out by everyone, those days were truly miserable. Now, he could mock them openly to demonstrate his power.

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows. This Dao Buyu was indeed strong; he had managed to unleash the power of a top-tier treasure with just an ordinary blade.

Blackmail? This word surfaced in the minds of Lin Zhijie and Yun Hanrui, but upon hearing it, they actually felt a sense of relief.

Ximen Jinlian frowned and said, "Didn't he say he was making soup just now? What kind of soup is this? Why does it smell like..." She stopped abruptly.

Qing Ziye then spread the scroll out on his arm, and the six of them gathered in a circle to examine it together.

After saying this and exchanging a few more polite pleasantries, he performed his divine skill. Ripples appeared in the space in front of him, and Ouye Minzhi’s figure walked into the center of the ripples, vanishing along with them.