Volume One, Chapter 19: Blacklisted

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“Mia!” Blue Hongyu and Lan Qimian, grandfather and grandson, exclaimed in unison, their voices filled with surprise, and of course, deep joy and affection—especially from Lan Qimian.

Yet, they never expected Chen Yidao to act in such a manner now. This made her very angry; she had already forgiven him, but he treated her this way. Was her love doomed to end in tragedy? Dongfang Xuelian wept silently in her heart.

Although the actions of the Underworld King were peculiar and sometimes brutally violent, his Heart of Creation made it impossible for Nie Feng to slay him. More importantly, the Underworld King’s ability to evade the relentless pursuit of so many Central Plains cultivators proved he had incredibly powerful reserves. Nie Feng was unwilling to gamble on this.

“Qianrong, many sons of noble families will attend tonight. Don’t you have someone you fancy? Perhaps he will be there,” Qiao Ying said.

Not wishing to meddle in matters beyond his position, Li from Huaxia decided not to concern himself with the military exercises, which were still somewhat distant from him.

All the materials had fused into a shimmering silver-purple liquid orb floating above the furnace. Without a doubt, this weapon was destined to be of exceptional quality.

“From this moment on, I’ve decided—I will learn every skill the boss possesses. I want to be a heartthrob,” Xiao Ao declared resolutely.

Countless mechs charged madly at the Kong Sang people’s mech legion, immediately igniting a life-or-death battle. The ratio of mechs was roughly ten to one, but since the human mechs were all elite pilots, they matched or even surpassed the Arkadian pilots of Kong Sang, resulting in an effective ratio of about one to seven or eight.

Three days later, under clear skies and gentle sunlight—the perfect weather for an outing—a bright yellow dragon-like procession emerged from the palace, heading toward the temple on the famous mountain. Citizens lining the streets knelt and bowed respectfully, for atop the central luxurious carriage rode their revered emperor.

Astonishing words reached Yi Yang’s ears from Moyan, filling him with wild joy. According to the elder’s meaning, there was still a chance.

This was a question Lin Yu had pondered deeply: if he could find a way to amplify the power of his sword techniques—just doubling their strength—he believed he could face Feng Ziyang with much greater composure.

Fixing his gaze on Long Yu above, Zhang Yan’s eyes burned cold. Clearly, his anger had clouded his judgment. First, his strength was inferior; second, on the verge of fury, he had lost all reason. Yet, he pressed on without hesitation.

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The Jiang family was formidable? Feng Qianyu's heart stirred. Yun Zifei stood nearby, and she dared not inquire further, but with such a pressing doubt, her face naturally bore a hint of confusion. Yun Zifei, sharp and perceptive, immediately sensed the sisters had something to discuss.

Lin Feng was not an irresponsible man. Though he did not know how to confront Yang Meiling, he did not leave; instead, he waited for her to awaken.

If the anomaly was the cause, it must be closely connected to the two of them. Therefore, Feng Qianyu extracted blood samples from Jiang Zhuofang and herself, conducting a series of secret experiments.

Chen Xuanming’s words awakened Yan’er: “You want to save Feng Qi? I can save him. But to be honest, to subdue the fox demon, a certain ancient painting is crucial. I can save Feng Qi, but I can also save your life, so that the snow fox demon and its minions will not silence you.”

Mu Chen was puzzled as well. He couldn’t understand why Gu Qingwen had gathered those beggars, or what secrets his wife was hiding.

Unexpectedly, when that person saw Bai Shuling’s aura violently dispersing from her body, he fled like a ghost, completely abandoning his earlier arrogant villainous demeanor.

Thus, Cheng Tian endured agonies unbearable to ordinary people. After constant struggle, he finally took his tenth, eleventh, and twelfth steps.

The poor assassin suffered over a hundred points of damage due to his weaker defense compared to Yi Xuan, falling after two swords struck him down.

He naturally guessed why Ying Lili had called after Lun Ye. She had promised to explain the rumors to Lun Ye, and this must have been it.

Because of their return, the boathouse was filled with cries and laments. Yet, their coming back was ultimately a cause for great joy. Clan leader Musa busied himself settling them, momentarily neglecting Wuenqi. It was only by midday that Musa joined Wuenqi for lunch.

However, when source crystals were truly put to use, a series of problems arose. They could not replace petroleum, so the project was shelved temporarily. It was only two years ago when the federal government suddenly announced the reactivation of the long-dormant source crystals that this energy reentered public consciousness.

Tong Long gathered energy and stepped into the void, circling Du Yin and moving at lightning speed, transforming into a red beam. Although still within the golden giant palm’s attack range, he was steadily closing the distance to Du Yin.

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Rong Li surged violently, carrying two strong warriors in his grasp as they plunged swiftly toward the valley floor.

“Fairy, that is my Dragon Palace below,” the middle-aged man said, pointing toward the glowing cluster beneath.

Xue Wu’s severed finger bled profusely; his body was weak and lacked confidence to break through Yan Huifeng and the others’ blockade to aid his master. Anxiety deepened in his heart.

Though nothing seemed present there, after the blue sword light descended, a piercing scream suddenly echoed. Then a golden phantom swiftly materialized—it was the soul projection of Yu Kunzi, clutching his left arm, his face dark with anger as he stared at Su Jiu. Clearly, his spirit had also been injured moments before.

Two other young men were handsome and sharp-eyed. The one in the blue cloak held a blue precious mirror, while the one cloaked in red carried a vermilion gourd.

As the plant emitted a hazy divine light, the nearby demon tomb also shed a strange radiance.

“Really?” Li Wei asked uncertainly. After all, dispatching a squad of soldiers to guard a single manor was hard to imagine.

“Discipline inspection committee?” Shen Suying obediently responded to Tang Yawen, feeling both understanding and confusion.

The great demons, possessing consciousness, were irresistibly drawn to the “Fire Elemental Spirit Spring.” Yet the three enormous, mighty willow trees frightened all the great demons away.

“Third Brother, I’m willing to follow you too!” Guo Wei was the second to stand and declare his position. Having stayed behind after waking to monitor the school situation, his eyes no longer held defiance but the same burning passion as Gao Feng.

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