Volume 1, Chapter 122: Men Are Made of Mud

Su Li lay on the bed, staring at the light overhead.

The sound of the man’s breathing lingered beside her ear, yet her heart had already grown calm.

If she had not gone abroad with him that day, if they had not gone to that hotel, if that incident had never happened, perhaps they would have gone their separate ways by now.

Being alone together in a foreign land made it all too easy for sparks to fly.

As for how she felt about things having developed this way, she could hardly put it into words.

Xin Miao was actually something of a gambler. In the past, whenever he came here, he merely played for fun, and even his largest wager had been no more than a million. But today, he had decided to let Ye Bai have a proper game.

“This matter... Empress Dowager, I’m afraid I cannot agree.” Jia Sidao suddenly felt a surge of reckless resolve and prepared to flatly reject the trap that Empress Dowager Yang and Duke Yang had laid for him.

As Wan Luo struck, the experts who had just charged onto the altar were hurled back down one after another. Most of them were her own people, and she did not dare to kill them outright. As a result, Wan Luo, whose strength had already been severely depleted, was unable to stop all the experts completely.

“Then let me ask you this: what exactly is soul essence?” the Divine Crow Taoist asked, biting into another Earth Dragon Fruit with a crisp crack. Snow-white juice splattered everywhere.

Five days ago, the fusion ultimate move had appeared, sweeping across the entire Spirit Realm and stirring up earth-shaking turmoil. If Reincarnation had not previously been unknown and thus hesitant to exchange for it, then at least ten percent of those who met the requirements would likely have done so.

The powerful champions of the Lanshan family were deeply uneasy. The Submerged Dragon Overlord was already formidable, yet the other seven were all terrifyingly strong as well. They could not hold out for long, and the other transcendent champions were not here at present.

At that moment, Li Si hurriedly scrambled to his feet and reported to Pan Ren, “Great Chieftain, there are so many corpses inside. It’s horrifying.” After making his report, Li Si recalled what he had just seen. Before Pan Ren could ask anything, he ran to one side and began vomiting violently once more.

The passage had been built from solid stone blocks. Wolf Hongxiang could also sense traces of formations above them, clearly indicating that the passage had been reinforced by one.

“Master, it was done by the Yang family’s two great-grandsons. After they led a group of beggars in killing the young master’s nephew, they did not enter the city that night. That is why the truth has only just been discovered,” the steward said respectfully.

Many astonished gazes were directed toward them, along with quite a few looks of open displeasure. A murmur of discussion drifted quietly through the surroundings.

Leng Yiluo naturally believed the Sect Master’s words, but after witnessing the jade bracelet’s power with her own eyes, she still felt a faint thrill of excitement.

“Then what are they trying to do? They’ve organized such a high-profile gathering yet deliberately failed to invite you, the city lord. They’re showing far too little regard for White Cloud City,” Zhao Qibai said.

Judging from the expressions of Ye San and Elder Shen, he had clearly guessed correctly. Elder Ye had indeed once taken some precious medicine made from heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Drunken Three Autumns coughed up a mouthful of blood. He glanced at Jun Zeyu’s back, but he failed to see the young man who had appeared for only an instant in his dream and once saved his life.

He had spent quite a lot of money, but the design studio truly had a distinctive style. At the very least, it was not a cheap imitation.

“What astonishing punching power!” The Disguised Demon’s expression shifted, and he began to contemplate retreat. He had been injured by that brief collision, while Jiang Huairen remained completely unaffected.

“Although Tank is not clearheaded and is extremely bloodthirsty, he always makes the right choice at crucial moments. He never intended to attack this island, because doing so would draw out the Feather Emperor. That is why we said we could not sail the prison ship to Hainan, since Hainan would likewise draw out the Mysterious Venerable.”

Speaking of Yan Nanf ei, he had actually left Bodhi Mountain early that day in the Peach Blossom Grove.

Spiritual energy formed a bow, while demonic energy gathered into arrows. In an instant, the idea gave Zhang Tian insight into a new method of attack. As the spiritual energy within his body grew increasingly concentrated, under the control of his spiritual perception, it astonishingly condensed into the form Zhang Tian envisioned, almost as though it had become solid.