Volume One, Chapter 25: A Clash of Wits—The Arrival of the Purple Phoenix War God!

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The young man, who had been frantically burrowing into the corner, finally quieted down. Though still terrified, his state had improved significantly.
Fortunately, after about half an incense stick of time, the group reached a large gate at the end of the corridor without any further obstruction.
Moreover, she had now integrated the Love Flower Poison into her charm techniques, allowing her to release the toxin silently while casting her spells.
Tang Yiyan had gambled correctly; Ling Ruyan had indeed only temporarily concealed herself from the heavens. Before long, the divine retribution would descend, and she was truly in need of the Thunder Wood Cauldron.
Suddenly, a bright light illuminated their surroundings, dispelling the previous pitch-black darkness, signaling that the suppression spell had been broken.
Could it be that he, too, was swallowed by the dragon vein? Was it possible that the Treasure-Seeking Coin had attracted the dragon vein, and just as he obtained the coin, the dragon vein appeared and swallowed him whole?
Zhu Jianji had an old farmer examine the crop, who confirmed that the rice had indeed ripened early.
"You..." Lianwu’s eyes widened in sudden fright, tears welling up again. "What exactly do you want to do?" She crossed her arms over her chest, looking utterly terrified.
In a desperate situation, he had reversed the tide, displaying astonishing swordsmanship and establishing enough deterrence.
The common people needed support, for "agriculture is the foundation of all industries." As someone from a later era, Zhu Jianji felt a natural calling to help the lower classes of this time live better lives.
Like clear springs flowing, the entire Confucian courtyard was incredibly beautiful; under the moonlight, it felt like an underwater world, intoxicating to all who beheld it.
The ancestors doted on her, her imperial grandparents doted on her, her father the Emperor doted on her, and her many older brothers and sisters showered her with affection in every way imaginable—not to mention the haughty instructors and fellow disciples at the Dragon Domain Academy.
Once everyone exited the perimeter of the Mysterious Dragon Secret Treasury, they would be able to use their return scrolls. In many special environments, such scrolls were unusable.
Mo Wu frowned as he watched a man in black robes approach from the distance, hunched over with a tattered sword tucked into his waist, sweeping the ground as fallen leaves drifted through the air.

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The scene descended into chaos. Everyone showed off their unique abilities, dodging fireballs from the sky while fending off attacks from others, desperate to reach the jade platform.
Yan Qingyun shook his head immediately. He had watched Xiao Nu’s journey; Soul Vessels were artifacts of at least Heaven-grade, something he had only heard of in legends. There were no Soul Vessels in the Wind and Moon Heavens, so how could Xiao Nu possess one so inexplicably?
Upon hearing the words "Divine Dragon Blood," the crowd went wild. The price soared, far exceeding that of the Changfeng Sword, now reaching 150,000 gold coins.
Many officials winced inwardly; Chen Hang’s devious schemes were endless. A casual remark from him was always part of a chain of traps.
Zhou Yu’s biggest concern now was the shadow of Amaterasu Kingdom warriors lurking behind the chaos. If that were true, it would be truly terrifying. He simply could not conceive of any other faction besides the Amaterasu warriors capable of creating such turmoil at White Crocodile Cliff.
Before arriving home, Tear-drop pondered how she should explain these matters to the young master.
Han Yun sighed in secret admiration. This man possessed such a proud heart; he had promised to defeat his opponent with a single punch, and having failed, he admitted defeat with grace.
Pang Feng was left speechless after hearing this. Hua Xiangrong had been with Lan Yanran for only half a month, yet the change was so drastic; he suspected she had been brainwashed.
As Kong Qiu established the "Confucian Way," a massive wave of merit descended from the heavens. This merit was truly immeasurable, vastly exceeding that of the Legalist or Agricultural schools. Infused with infinite fortune and primordial spiritual energy, Kong Qiu’s aura transformed instantly, elevating him from a mere mortal to the realm of a Quasi-Sage.
Han Yun muttered to himself, ignoring the exhaustion in his body, and activated his teleportation frantically. Within a few breaths, he appeared outside Zixiao City.
"How about it? Do you still want to cripple me?" Pang Feng held a dagger, walking toward the "Third Brother" with a mocking smile.
Just as before, Yuhuang rested for a time before resuming his work. Although he was not lacking in spiritual energy or true essence, his stamina had been significantly depleted, and failing to rest properly would lead to hidden dangers.
Who would have thought that Grandpa Lan would be so stubborn, puffing out his cheeks in a way that looked momentarily childish.
"Yes, I will go at once." Hetian Tianmu took the token from Yi Tian, and then, carrying the Life-Death Grass, turned and left the Hetian family, heading straight for the destination.

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"I hope you do not act recklessly. Otherwise, even if I have to give my life, I will not let you go!" Wan Jianyi sheathed his "Dragon-Slaying Sword" and turned to leave.
Just as Yu Changsheng stared at the ground in shock, the nervous and startled voice of He Yusheng suddenly reached him.
It was constructed by the late Ministry of War using the remains of special, powerful demons, becoming a vital strategic resource for the Izumo Kingdom to counter other factions and monsters. Its numbers were extremely scarce.
As Qi Heng and his group drew closer to the torches of the pursuing enemy troops behind them, they could clearly see the situation ahead.
Ning Huiru released his hand and walked a few steps into the sea; the water submerged her knees, leaving her in a state of loneliness and desolation.
Facing Qi Heng’s gaze, Han Qin offered a sheepish laugh before finally blurting out the words.
Wei Lin panicked for a few seconds before regaining his composure. After all, what was seen was seen; he might as well face it... it wasn't that big of a deal anyway.
As soon as he entered, he saw Wang Chen standing at the kitchen doorway, arms crossed, looking at him with a sneer.
Chu Nanxing did not seem surprised. He snapped his fingers, and spider lilies bloomed before him. The magic array struck them and instantly dissipated into blue smoke.
For instance, this Miss Gui, who was guarding the room, appeared sensible and well-mannered. She was quite attractive, though far inferior to his seventh brother, she would certainly suffice as a concubine or a mistress.
"Perhaps this is why the difficulty level of the current side quest is rated as 'Ding-Upper'..." Zhang Ye muttered to himself in resignation.
"That’s more like it. With Butler back, you two can have a proper reunion. I’m still waiting for another grandson!" A smile blossomed on Wesba’s face.