Chapter 28

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The two maintained an unspoken peace. Luo Shuiyi quietly waited for Hua Lingyu to arrive, while Feng Qingye hoped that Hua Lingyu would come late—later still, if possible.

At that moment, Jin Yi straightened up and quietly stepped forward, walking toward the center where a thousand people sat in attendance. Three stars surrounded the green-stone-carved chessboard, and he studied the first chess game in history to have remained deadlocked for five years.

Luo Shuiyi had learned calligraphy from Hua Ling, and her martial arts had also been taught by Hua Lingyu. In a sense, one could say that Luo Shuiyi had been raised by Hua Lingyu.

Sure enough, Chen Pingping had lived up to his commission and transformed the Inspection Bureau into an institution comparable to Northern Wei.

“Spatial travel?” Duan Ke gave a cold laugh. The Heavenly Army’s greatest advantage now was its space-jump technology. With it, as long as there was sufficient energy, one could reach anywhere in less than a day, even counting the time required to escape a planet’s gravity and land.

And so the only wedding the two would ever have in their entire lives passed just like that. Many years later, whenever they recalled that wedding—which had looked incomparably magnificent but had actually exhausted everyone involved—they would invariably agree that it had been nothing short of a disaster.

Ricardo deliberately paused for a while. When the moment was right, he suddenly slammed his hand down on the table, shaking the diary onto the floor.

The cleverer a person was, the more likely he would be to dwell on contradictions in someone’s words. Voldemort would notice all the loopholes in his speech and forget to investigate the identity of the “Disciple of Voldemort.” At the same time, he would fall into another trap: underestimating him and believing that he was capable of controlling Ricardo.

The river was so green that it seemed tinged with blue. Verdant mountains loomed faintly on either bank, while vast peach orchards bloomed luxuriantly in the early winter. The fragrant grass was lush, and fallen petals drifted everywhere. Pheasants and wild rabbits could be seen at every turn, while young goats and fawns wandered freely.

A wicked smile curled across Zihan’s lips. With disdain, she said, “Let them scheme! I’d like to see just how far they can take it.” She turned and strode alone up onto the city wall.

If the Daozang Sect refrained from expanding its influence outward and merely guarded its own territory, it could preserve the fortune of the sect.

From this, it was clear that not every genius enjoyed a smooth path. It also showed that the higher one’s cultivation, the harder it became to break through to the next realm. Even peerless prodigies would worry when they were unable to advance, causing flaws to emerge in their state of mind. The consequences were far more tragic than those suffered by ordinary martial artists.

A single word from Lord Revered Dragon was enough to make even Ouyang Huo hesitate, while even the Ancient Heavenly Emperor would have to take his meaning into consideration.

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The implication was that even if a Saint of the Heavenly Dao encountered them, they possessed the ability to kill him. The only question was whether it would be necessary.

Qing Sihai delayed things without leaving the slightest trace, taking the initiative to suggest that they remain in the mountains so Ye Qinghan could fully digest the profound principles they had discussed during the day.

“There’s something strange about this mirror. But how are we supposed to find out what causes its strangeness?” the peak-level Divine Venerable could not help asking. He knew nothing about the mirror’s miraculous properties, which was precisely why he had raised the question.

Li You could not help cursing. “The things in this place are truly bizarre!” Any thought of gloating vanished from his mind.

Qiu Wuyi could not determine where the voice had come from, so he shouted toward the night sky. On the one hand, he wished to express his thanks; on the other, he wanted to let the other party know that he had indeed heard those words.

Ye Qinghan needed time more than ever. The power bestowed upon him by the Star Profound Great Sage represented only a portion of the Star Profound Sage’s strength. Even comprehending that fraction had taken him nearly thirty years, and he had grasped only twenty percent of it. Becoming a sage was still a distant prospect.

After speaking, Fang Xiaowu seemed entirely convinced that Jin Hai would not deceive him. He clasped his hands behind his back and fell silent.

Moreover, the daily morning lecture began at the Hour of the Dragon. If there was much to say, they stayed longer; if there was little, they dispersed early. Its duration had therefore never been fixed.

He turned back to look for the old Daoist. From what he knew of the man, the old Daoist should not have knelt so readily before anyone—especially not before empty air.

Good news arrived day after day over the next three days. Thanks to the pills he had provided, Wujian and the others all advanced in cultivation, raising the strength of Bright Moon Peak to an entirely new level. They also truly unified Abyss City. After rescuing the core members of the Wang and Liu families, they supported Wang Lin in taking power, and he joined Bright Moon Peak.

Wen Yang was filled with boundless emotion. Many people must have envied a life like this, yet these past two or three years seemed to have contained nothing at all—empty and desolate.

Mount Hua lay a thousand li from Fangzhou, and the others were all bewildered youths barely in their teens. They knew little of Chen Tuan’s reputation. This was not like later ages, when one could learn what was happening throughout the world without ever leaving home. It was only natural that they should have their doubts.

The Azure Sword released an extremely powerful surge, sending the Primordial Battle Axe flying straight out of Wei Yingmeng’s hands.

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The bound man saw that Jingxiang neither intended to trouble him nor asked him any further questions, but simply continued with her own affairs.

Yan Huan knew that the brothers had always been at odds, but she did not understand why Lu Tianhang had told her this.

“Listen carefully. I will say this only once.” Bai Ze wiped the smile from his face and glanced sideways at the several leaders, releasing the full force of his presence. “Whether the transformation into a fiend was voluntary or forced, there is no possibility of ever returning to your original form.”

“You... you dare...” Du Heng had not expected Dang Jin to be so tyrannical, utterly disregarding the consequences. For no apparent reason, panic seized his heart.

Yet everyone at the table, except Guoguo, was looking at them with extraordinarily strange expressions.

They say that a man may run to death trying to reach a mountain he can see. From a great distance, they had watched a solitary plume of smoke for more than half a day without reaching it. Just as they were drawing near, however, the desert—clear and cloudless only moments before—was suddenly swept by fierce winds, and the plume shooting into the heavens vanished without a trace.

She did not even dare inspect the scene at Qixia Gate herself. Instead, she repeatedly ordered Yili to hurry there and make inquiries, dismissed the Liu family in just a few words, then paced frantically around Penglai Hall while anxiously awaiting Yili’s reply.

When all was said and done, it proved that Mu Haotian had never truly left Lingyue’s heart. Earlier, she had sworn to her that everything was over, promising that she would stop imagining such things and devote herself wholeheartedly to being with Jack. But what about the truth?

Analyzing the events recorded on the jade slip, the timing of the five appearances of the “Great Demon King Lin Hao” matched perfectly.

A scroll lay on the ground. Meng Xingchen picked it up, then saw Blue Crystal and the Hunting Heaven Marten racing toward him. Meng Xingchen smiled and waved.

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