Volume One, Chapter 27: Farewell Forever

Gazing at the figures clad in the robes of cultivators—each with the mysterious form of a wild beast—Wang Xian felt as though he were dreaming. His heart brimmed with satisfaction; he had never imagined that entering the world accessible only to those in the Realm of Eternal Time would yield such bounty. If the mighty ones knew there was a celestial dragon skeleton in this world, he reckoned they would be furious to the point of spitting blood. Even the worlds those mighty ones ventured into might not contain such a treasure—his luck was, it seemed, truly extraordinary.

Xuan He’s gaze had already fixed upon the heart of that crimson radiance: at its center stood a young man, his clothes, hair, and eyes all the color of blood, holding aloft a blood-red palace that spun lightly in his hand. Behind him, more than a dozen blood-hued figures, identical in appearance, stood in silent reverence.

Such ruthless methods kindled Wind Li’s fury. Remembering the people who prayed before his statue, a sudden sense of responsibility welled up in his heart.

He lifted his eyes toward the three members of the Bai family, meeting Bai Fuling’s unabashed gaze. He could not help but look at her a few moments longer; then, realizing his impropriety, he quickly averted his eyes, his calm expression now tinged with a touch of awkwardness.

Fragmented gunshots echoed through the empty mountains, lonely and carrying a faint hint of eeriness.

Zhou Yi did not enter the city. Instead, he followed the ring road to the eastern gate and paused outside the gates of the First County High School of Sizhen. The underclassmen had already started their summer break; only the seniors remained, braving the heat. Zhou Yi watched a while, then drove on towards Hongta Town.

Young Master Qian, for his part, merely curled his lip at Lin Feng and Master Huang. He was well aware that he was not well-liked, but he also knew that regardless of how much goodwill Lin Feng and that old man Huang might win, if what they revealed turned out to be worthless stone, he would ultimately win the wager and achieve his goal.

Just then, the main door of the hall creaked open and several figures entered.

Tu Qitang remained as leisurely as ever. Before Liu Ye arrived, he had been contentedly enjoying the flowers and sipping tea, displaying not the slightest anxiety over the risk of his identity being exposed.

With the advent of A10 neural connection technology, the brain could interface directly with machines—no longer was it necessary to tediously code line by line. The efficiency was incomparable.

If, in his father’s affair, the Yuan family truly stood by and did nothing, Grandmother would surely never show cousin a kind face again.

Though this time Zhuoyue's technique showed no outward change, a careful sense revealed a newfound murderous intent. A sword master must possess a killing aura; though the Myriad Manifestations Sword Art appeared harmless, its true purpose was death. Without chilling lethality, how could it manifest the profound intent of the Senluo Sword?

On the field, the Dragon Soar team was now scrambling—forced to defend the flanks while also guarding against Paulinho’s forward charge through the center.

The power of the dragon’s body surged forth, materializing unexpected forms—five foxes, each of a different color! Clearly, this twist of fate was the work of the fox clan. As for the blood demon, whom Zhuoyue most suspected, he had not appeared at all—evidently, he had already been utterly annihilated.

“What if you miss? Are we still supposed to fight hand-to-hand?” Shinji felt a headache coming on just thinking about the giant halibut.

The key was vital energy—a domain only grandmasters could begin to sense. Ordinary people could hardly perceive their own life force.

Li He affectionately tousled her hair, saying, “It is rather foolish—because I’ve never laid eyes on you before.”

Of course, Sun Jian would not let Hong Xiuquan run wild in Yangzhou forever. Now that Sun Wu’s great army was about to arrive once more, if Hong Xiuquan did not flee, all the wealth he had laboriously accumulated would soon be lost again.

Creatures below the transcendent level could be seriously harmed by even ordinary fire and heat, let alone by lasers—extraordinary weapons specifically designed to counter vampiric physiques.

Yet this judgment was too emotional, too subjective. He dared not act rashly for fear of harming others—what if he was mistaken?

The passport could scan various encoded marks representing the pet’s age, exchanging them for corresponding prestige points. When the points reached a certain threshold, the passport would automatically upgrade.

From this, it was clear that the fall of the Qing Dynasty was inevitable, but that the financial crisis triggered by rubber stock speculation, which then escalated into a comprehensive crisis of rule, was purely accidental.

This dinner was unlike any other. Jianxi remembered that he was a truly good elder, so she showed him extra respect, set out early, and headed to the villa.

As she spoke, Mrs. Xie’s tears fell in sorrow. So many years had passed, yet she could not let it go. Just for an act of bravery, her family had been reduced to ruin—left destitute, family broken, debts mounting.

“I’m pressed for time. About the deal—the Water Avoidance Pearl. If I don’t make it, just have fun. Even if I fall into the sea now, I wouldn’t worry,” Lin Xi said.

An Yiru was so angry she ground her teeth. Chang Tianhao still fixated on “technical issues” rather than motives, showing he had yet to recognize his mistake. But what could she do—publicly expose him throughout the campus? Wouldn’t that just spread the news even further?

Jiang Jingshu, caught off guard by a wave of praise, was nervously considering how to respond with humility. But when she heard the latter part of Zou Chen’s words, her expression changed instantly.