Volume 1, Chapter 36: A Beauty Arrives with Wine!

"What happens today must not be spread abroad. Even if the thought crosses your mind, you shall be reduced to ashes!"

Li Chenzi swept his sleeve, and dozens of blue flames, each the size of a thumbprint, flew toward the crowd like fireflies. It was the Netherworld Flame, one of the Nine Great Heavenly Fires. The crowd dared not resist, allowing the blue flames to merge into their bodies.

"Tianxing, to keep you from falling into danger prematurely, I shall keep my acceptance of you as my disciple and the truth of your aptitude a secret for now," Li Chenzi mused, stroking his beard. "We shall say that Chu Tianxing completed the Alchemy Pavilion’s requirements today, but Li Daoyuan, burning with shame and anger, launched a sudden, lethal attack. Chu Tianxing was forced to fight back and killed him by mistake. According to Chu Tianxing’s alchemy mastery..."

Hearing this, Sun Dongchuan smiled dismissively. Many people had dined with Miao Peilong; he was certain that Liu Liang had no special connection to him.

However, what surprised Zhou Huan was that Xu Tianran and Orange were back in the super VIP area again. Were these two planning to be Shrek’s die-hard fans? They appeared at every single Shrek match.

Yet, Zhao Kai was merely a Commander of the Southern Commandery, with actual authority limited to that region. In the official hierarchy of the Great Qin Empire, he held only a vice-commandery rank. Even if he were the Imperial Tutor, people found his presence somewhat grating.

"Hehe, of course! Our chefs here are all top-tier experts. Once a guest orders, there is no need to wait long at all. Sir, your dishes are all served; please enjoy." The waiter retreated after speaking.

Similarly, as a neighboring county to Goose City, Huarong County was one of its markets and a destination for industrial relocation.

With a flick of his mind, it was as if an eye with a three-hundred-sixty-degree view had grown at the center of his brow. Every detail of the cultivation chamber was laid bare before his "gaze." It was truly worthy of someone who could serve as a deacon while still a mortal; one moment he was overcome with joy, and the next, he could instantly sniff out danger and leave himself a way out in advance.

Zhu Wan exhaled in relief. She preferred mild flavors and had never been accustomed to overly spicy food, which was why she was so cautious.

***

By now, Yan Jing had regained her senses. Although she did not remember what happened in the restroom with Ji Ning, she recalled that Ji Ning and Ye Tong were in league together.

Relying on years of experience, they decisively shifted their strategy. The two coordinated flawlessly, balancing both quantity and quality. Jiang Li clearly could not maintain the "One Qi Becomes Three Purities" technique while simultaneously deploying the Feng Hou Qi Men.

"Aside from Xia Li of Reg College, no one looks like Lan Muche. Come to think of it, they really do look alike. Even we couldn't tell the photos apart on that high school heartthrob ranking list. They are just too similar," Meng Nan said with a distressed expression, clearly troubled by the difficulty of distinguishing between them.

Although the photos were blurry, the palace appeared ancient, exuding an aura of long history.

"Go." The old woman in purple robes pointed gently at the black light screen, and hundreds of short purple rulers shot toward it, vying to be the first.

Qingqing’s suggestion immediately drew a response from many. Everyone had been too shy to speak up before, but now that two young women had taken the lead, things were different—especially among the experts who had been sitting in the spectator seats all day.

"Wang Changsheng, I will not kill you. Do not let me see you again; I hate you for the rest of my life," Murong Bing said, then strode away.

Yun Yichen looked at Su Mi and winked as if nothing had happened, seemingly indifferent to what she thought of him.

The breath Mo Sang had just mustered vanished instantly. She realized clearly that at this moment, she had no way out.

Hearing this, the Eighth Prince of Mobei let out a hearty laugh and pulled Feng Qingcheng’s slender waist even tighter.

"Teacher Qin, thank you." Zhang Hao looked at Qin Ruoxi. This "thank you" came from the bottom of his heart—the most sincere expression of gratitude.

However, those around You Jingyan certainly did not think that way. In their hearts, they were convinced that You Jingyan must have some new scheme in mind.

"I want you to help me pass a message to your Protector. I came this time to deliver the antidote for Huizhu." The deviant listened to the Marquis, nodded, and turned to fly toward White Phosphorus Mountain.

After silently bowing to that retreating back, the despondent disciples quietly returned to the cabin.

For this reason, the God of Evil’s Wrath was hailed as the most wicked of ancient forbidden arts, considered one of the most terrifying even among the many inherited techniques.

***

Thinking back to when he had subdued and imprisoned this fellow, if not for the power of his spiritual treasure, it would have truly taken some effort to tame him.

Zhang Yuanhao thought to himself with a smile on his lips, turning into a streak of crimson rainbow light as he escaped into Jianglan City.

"Jingyan, how did you persuade Magistrate Bao?" Cao Jingxiu was genuinely curious about how You Jingyan had managed to get Bao Zheng to agree.

Yet, one thing remained puzzling: even when they encountered the demon race hiding in the deep mountains, the Kunlun cultivators did not ignore them, nor did they attempt to exorcise them. Instead, they bowed and offered a greeting, "Greetings, fellow Daoist!" and nothing more.

She feared that Qin Muchen knew far more about her than she knew about him. She had never hidden herself; she cried in front of him, laughed in front of him, and let herself go without reservation, yet in the end, all she received was hurt.

The one-eyed man saw him smiling so innocently and assumed he was young, ignorant, and devoid of guile, so he reached out to try and take the blood-red saber from Wu Hao's back.

All his momentum surged to an unprecedented height in an instant. A mental shockwave struck Ausfick like a hundred-ton hammer hitting his soul; his thoughts snapped, leaving only a void, and for a moment, he even forgot to attack.

Under the bombardment of these countless pillars of Great Dao light, the body of the Taixuan Demon God began to slowly dissipate. In the end, only a single black pillar of light remained in the air, formed by the Demon God’s own Dao, as all the other pillars began to slowly condense.

Seeing that the clue had not been broken, Chen Ziyang let out a long sigh of relief. Finding the person meant his trip had not been in vain; at the very least, he could now get to the bottom of the matter.

"But Your Highness, even so, the Emperor has only locked down the Changqing Palace and mentioned nothing else. Even when the courtiers tried to bring it up again, they were rebuffed by the Emperor’s cold face. None of the officials dare to touch his wrath anymore," A-Li explained, looking indignant and confused.

Mo Qiang also wanted to speak, but he saw that Liang Linlin’s signal was normal—there was no green light, which meant her words were true. Yet, for some reason, Mo Qiang felt a heaviness in his heart.

"What does that mean?" Mo Qiang asked, uncomprehending. His gaze shifted toward the Crab Nebula and the old man before it; the two were separable. Mo Qiang seemed to understand what Huang Jingu was trying to say.

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