Chapter 44: Blood Incineration

Third Young Master He strode into the inner bedchamber with his long legs, rounded the screen, and spotted Xiyan standing outside. Catching the faint sound of water coming from the washroom, he waved dismissively at Xiyan.

Finally, Ouyang Pengkun mustered his courage and lunged forward, blocking his furious mother.

When the two reached the hillside, seeing that the Young Master's wife had matters to discuss, Qiuju and Dongmei tactfully lagged far behind.

Yet she pretended as though nothing had happened, merely turning the corners of her mouth upward in an almost imperceptible smile. Her bangs obscured her vision, and her thoughts had drifted off to some unknown place.

Naturally, with the current situation so glaringly obvious—the defeat of the Dragon Empire being crystal clear—it was inevitable that some wanted to back out.

Having paid their respects to the Emperor and Empress and settled matters concerning Hong'er and Doudou, the couple had no intention of lingering any longer in Shangjing. The very next day, the three of them set off for the Shadowless Manor in Quzhou to check on Gaofei and Dandan, who was in the training camp.

Vast and boundless was the snow-clad mountain, with snow-capped peaks and glaciers that melted not through the millennia. After walking upward for a long while, a biting chill began to set in.

"I will go with you." Feeling somewhat uneasy, Lü Ziqi decided it was best to accompany Chunchao.

At this sight, everyone was left completely dumbfounded. Could two people who didn't know how to swim fall into the water and present such a spectacle? It truly was an eye-opener.

Wang Hou changed the subject: "Don't just focus on eating and drinking. As the saying goes, those who eat others' food are soft-mouthed, and those who take others' gifts are short-handed. Since everyone is finally here, let's discuss if there is a foolproof way to release the sealed acupoints on Qiao Lin." Qiao Lin's originally rosy face somehow grew even more brilliantly crimson.

Mu Menglian shifted her gaze to Mu Xuefu, who wore a gentle smile. Her already deeply harbored resentment intensified further. Clenching her fists tightly, she swore a silent oath to make Mu Xuefu vanish from this world without a trace.

Once the two clans parted on bad terms and clashed during the Covenant Assembly, the Great Yan cultivation realm would surely run with rivers of blood and pile up mountains of corpses.

The two returned to Divine Wind Academy, and Ye Bai noticed many people casting furtive glances at him and whispering among themselves. Feeling rather puzzled, he listened closely and realized that he had already become famous. Just because of his previous thorough beating of Zhu Meng, he had risen to become a celebrity within the Arts Department and indeed the entire Divine Wind Academy.

Brother, I truly hope my judgment hasn't failed me this time. My past journeys have allowed me to recognize many people, but they have also made me see through even more. Up to now, you are the one person who hasn't completely disappointed me.

Just as he pressed forward, Xia Liu felt a sudden stirring in his heart and keenly perceived that behind several crystal walls, ancient texts and jade slips were concealed, recording either past events or cultivation techniques.

The words of the Primordial King caused Li Wu's expression to change drastically. At that moment, he vaguely sensed that his imperial father apparently had no intention of passing the throne to him, which meant the only remaining candidate with such qualification was his second younger brother, Li Ping.

Lin Zhixiao watched Du Zuo start the engine and drive a deeply anxious Liu Ruyuan back to Liucuo Village.

Clearly, Mu Xuefu's patience had run out. She extended a hand adorned with three-inch-long artificial nails and gently brushed them against Yun Zhui's delicate skin. "I detest people who play the fool the most!" With a sharp hiss, the razor-sharp nails mercilessly sliced down Yun Zhui's face, and fresh blood instantly welled up from the split, curling skin.

The old gentleman could not answer the question and turned his gaze for help toward his wife.

The Sword of Ice and Fire rose into the air and descended, transforming into a yellow streak of light like an incomplete rainbow. The entire realm of will was illuminated before it began to collapse.

Fuzi gave her a gentle slap on her pert backside: "This isn't a matter of protection or not. Elder Brother still harbors resentment over Han'yeong ceding the Nanyang territory to the Great Qin, and intends to use legal reforms to scheme against the Great Qin."

"Why didn't you guys sleep last night and instead went out to take sneaky photos, and even had so much fun doing it? That's just unbelievable. What were you thinking yesterday?" Li Chen took another sip of yogurt and asked.

Over these past ten years, Zhao Ying had also visited the Time Pagoda many times, practicing cultivation within it just like everyone else.

Left in the original spot were only a flagon of wine, a pot of tea, and two thoroughly emptied cups that were still emitting wisps of rising steam.

The golden sun emerged, blanketing the earth in a layer of gold. Its rays shone upon Chen Luo as he toiled in the fields, and Nannan inadvertently glanced at her father, seeing him enveloped in a golden halo under the sunlight.

Countless gazes fell upon Li Zhenwu. As he slowly raised his hand, people felt as though they had to hold their breath.

Jiang Han was in no rush to ask; he simply finished the fruit bite by bite, then reached out to pick up another one.

By then, even if Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi could rely on the Zhoutian Star Formation to withstand the attack from the phantom of the Great God Pangu and avoid being blasted apart by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Understood, this servant withdraws." Hai Dafu knew in his heart that Kangxi had been moved by his words, and thus said no more.

"The Way of the Ghost, is it..." Upon seeing the opponent, who had engaged him in fierce combat, instantly chant without incantation and unleash such a swift and violent ghost art, Yhwach immediately grew interested.

As for the formula of the potion, that was even less of an issue. This serum was a modification of the genetically modified potion synthesized by Sun Xiaoyue. If it were so easily deciphered, Earth's research level in genetically modified organisms could not possibly remain merely at its current stage.

Stopping Chen Weijie from raising her compound bow, and waiting for the figure to halt before Liu Xiaoyu, Chen Weijie realized that this fellow was none other than Leopard, the one with the wildest gaze yet the most languid posture among the welcoming lineup when she first arrived at the compound yesterday.

Watching Helian Rong swiftly curl up like a defensive hedgehog, Wei Shaoyang's expression held a touch more apologetic remorse as he gestured toward the chair beside him, inviting her to sit.