29. A Sugar Daddy?

Back in the day, Fei Wuji had attained the entry level of the Yanfu Heavenly Technique while at the seventh level of the Post-Heaven stage. His progress was meteoric, and within a single year, he had advanced to the half-step Pre-Heaven stage.

"Inside a tomb. The tomb is located a little further in from the tent where we first met, past five or six hills, in a place called Dragon Chant Valley," Jiang Zheyuan blurted out in one breath. As he spoke, his eyes widened in sheer astonishment, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

At this moment, on the old site of the Sword Gate, many wooden tablets had been erected. The power of the final battle had been so immense that no bodies remained to be buried, and so they could only offer their condolences before these wooden markers.

Duoming threw a palm strike, concentrating all his strength; his cultivation at the early stage of the Nine Heavens was clearly on display. Yet, just as a triumphant sneer curled his lips, his expression froze instantly, for the "Baili Dengfeng" before him slowly vanished after a strange ripple in the air.

Ling Duyuan pursed his lips to himself; he knew exactly why this was. In ancient times, most of those capable of refining magical artifacts were the great masters of the Chan Sect. Only two or three among them would be capable of repairing these Golden Dragon Scissors.

Watching the sky filled with immortal cranes, he finally felt the threat of death. Gritting his teeth, he immediately invoked the power of the Azure Thunder Ring and channeled the vast, surging spiritual energy within his body.

It was an old flood dragon, appearing extremely withered, with decayed scales and dragon whiskers that had turned completely white.

The day's training finally came to an end. As soon as Zhou Yan and the others returned to the dormitory, they nearly collapsed into sleep; had they not been self-conscious about being drenched in sweat, they would have drifted off right then and there.

However, the aura around Ye Han continued to surge, and spiritual energy poured madly from his dantian.

Within the flames, it was as if countless demon gods were rolling and wailing; an intangible howling faintly permeated the entire world.

"As for swordsmanship, it's just average. My mother taught it to me. The Terminator Sword style you're holding should be quite proficient," Han Xin said, glancing at the sword in Shan Wu's hand. It looked very plain; the only striking feature was its size—it was unusually large and likely carried considerable weight.

-----That day, what greeted Origami upon her return to the street was not the familiar scenery she knew, but a scene like hell, engulfed in raging flames.

Watching Takashi Matsuo bow his head, unable to speak, through the camera, Xie Chen suddenly found it somewhat amusing.

It was clear that the First Emperor was in high spirits today. Since the surrender of King Jian of Qi, Zhao Gao had rarely seen the First Emperor in such a mood.

"Saya, leaving overnight was the right choice. That man and the students he brought with him—none of them are any good. Letting them on the bus would only bring us disaster!" Looking at Koichi Shido, who was running toward them, with unconcealed resentment, Rei Miyamoto even felt the urge to rush down and slaughter him herself.

Although the principle was unclear, it seemed that as long as the rabbit puppet Yoshinon was worn on Yoshino's right hand, it possessed senses even keener than Yoshino's own. Furthermore, while Yoshinon relied on Yoshino to speak, its personality was truly independent of hers.

The True Martial Sword was something I discovered in the inheritance space of the Zhenwu Sect. It was the sword of the school's founder, but I have used it for a long time without ever knowing its true level.

With Qin Yi's level of cultivation, he naturally feared no opponent. However, given his personality, he preferred to avoid unnecessary trouble; if he could avoid fighting, he would rather not waste his energy. Why seek out complications? Since there was an opportunity to skip a round without fighting, Qin Yi was certainly happy to take a bye in the first round.

Upon receiving news that Han Xin was marching toward Handan, he realized that if Liu Bang’s ploy succeeded, the land of Zhao would struggle to recover its vitality for years. He immediately abandoned his main force, personally led ten thousand light cavalry to bypass Handan, and quickly gave chase to the Han army, finally catching up with Liu Bang’s massive, southward-fleeing procession at Changxin.

After hearing the report from the palace attendant regarding the news from the Forbidden City, Huizhu felt a sense of relief. She instructed the attendant to continue monitoring the situation and report any developments, then set aside her concerns and settled into a comfortable life.

Upon hearing this, Morpheus immediately shifted his form, wrapping himself around the heads of Li Wei and Savinia, and dived into the earth.

One was a talent for premiership, the other a genius in mathematics; Zhao Yanhuan would be heartbroken to lose either. It was safer to protect them personally.

"With so many experts, even if one hundred thousand cavalry were to come from outside the city, not a single one would escape," Li Zi said, looking up at the towering city walls.

Upon their first meeting, he felt Lancelot's gaze was like sunlight, capable of melting a human heart.

Under the shroud of the Gu-poison formation, the Blood Slave soldiers, their true energy exhausted, fell one after another, their faces turning sallow and their skin blackening.

Gu Ze had originally wanted to ask Bass to stay a while longer so he could attend the Maple Leaf City’s god-worshipping ceremony.

The Qilin avatar slowly opened its eyes, scanned the surroundings, and a look of surprise appeared on its face. It discovered it had arrived in a strange and marvelous place.

"Sister Bing, you're awake? Did you sleep well yesterday? Are you cold? I drank too much and forgot to offer you my bed," Tang Tang said as she got up and dressed.

Li Cunyi responded, then went in to take another look at Shu Ya. Not knowing how to console her, he could only say, "Eat a little more and take good care of yourself," before sighing, turning away, and following the person sent by Mother Liang to Biheng Courtyard.

"Team leader Qi, if there's nothing else, I'll go handle some matters. Feel free to arrest Baofu when you're ready." Qu Xinxin revealed the true purpose of his visit in one sentence; it seemed Baofu's habit of getting rich through underground boxing matches had finally drawn unwanted attention.

Because once one entered the Dingling Flower organization, leaving at will was forbidden; otherwise, one would be hunted down by fellow members.

—Huangfu Xiujian walked aimlessly through the endless forest, hoping to encounter a local.

Even if Chen Qiucheng were magnanimous, his confidants would not think the same way. They would stop at nothing to cause trouble and help Chen Qiucheng settle the score.