Volume One, Chapter 49: The Massacre of the Entire Clan

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Potato’s gossiping nature was something Lily couldn’t understand, but as long as his gossip didn’t affect her, it was fine.

"Damn it, being ugly isn’t your fault, but running out to scare people is! Do you know how much endurance it takes to look at your face?" Ye Liuli felt as if she had vomited everything in her stomach and looked very unwell.

However, very few people had ever seen the owner here; even the staff were no exception. Except for the occasional meetings with the shopkeeper Chun Luo of Huaman, the owner refused all invitations and banquets.

When he said this, his eyes glanced deeply at Ye Junyi, causing her breath to catch and leaving her momentarily stunned.

"Master, Madam isn’t well. Let Qingyu serve you," Qingyu said softly, rubbing her face against Xu Ziqian’s smooth back.

Overnight, hundreds of people vanished without a trace. Of course, rumors of their deaths were even more widespread.

Qiao Qiao stretched out her hands and looked at her palms. What was going on? Why had she returned to this body again?

Han Feng didn’t want to get involved, and neither did Ming Jian and Fa Ji. Fa Ji even chanted a few Buddhist scriptures, urging everyone to avoid quarrels and speak calmly. Of course, no one took his words seriously.

How long had everyone known she was ill? Only today did they remember to bring her supplements. Ye Junyi found this somewhat amusing.

The villagers thought it was government-owned land, but it was actually collectively owned mountain land. The government had not intervened, and Changsheng Industry had made huge profits from it.

"Let it be, once every month or two, just for formality. The wine tastes good, but I don’t know if its effects are really that miraculous," Cheng Gang replied with a smile.

More than ten months had passed since the last time they "saw" it, but now, seeing it again, everything was as familiar as ever. Perhaps it was because these things were so vast that ten months of persistence and struggle felt as fleeting as a blink of an eye.

Her figure resembled that of her cousin Zhang Ming’ai, a bit fuller. Her style was somewhat conservative; although she wore a tight dress that stirred the imagination, at least it didn’t reveal cleavage.

It was like a luxury, occupying such a large space—clearly a waste of land resources.

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Wu Dayong initially thought Li An was teasing him. When he saw Li An actually walking over, he was secretly pleased.

Thinking this, Li Tianfeng hardened his heart, forming his hand into a blade and slashing straight at Shi Feixuan’s neck.

When Gao Chuan went upstairs and reached the corridor, he saw a crowd gathered outside his dormitory, with Li Sheng knocking loudly.

Wu Youbi agreed with Lin Su’s opinion: they had to do whatever it took. At this stage, if they didn’t uncover some problems, he wouldn’t be able to explain it himself.

Mu Sanqian had been worrying about Yang Shanzhe’s situation. What could someone without inner energy do when in danger? Unexpectedly, it was all needless worry—Yang Shanzhe had merely used his identity to approach Yun Zhongjun.

"I woke up in a deadly place. Except for remembering my name, Shi Jingtian, I have forgotten everything else. I have lived with the one-eyed white ape and other magical beasts for five years!" Shi Jingtian answered truthfully.

Yet, when Yang You’s giant hand of law grabbed him, Sanqing remained calm. Yang You nodded silently—truly worthy of being the future supreme. Such courage was rare.

"Just like Qin’er told me when we parted: ‘The human heart is fiercer than a wild beast.’" Shi Jingtian sighed, the pain in his heart still fresh.

The lookout tower, the highest point of Giant Mountain Hospital, used to be accessible only to a few staff. Unknown to many, inside there was a direct elevator to an underground laboratory, reserved for emergencies.

"Heh, do you really expect to be rescued? Don’t be ridiculous—just a few hundred worthless scum!" Zhen Shifeng sneered, utterly dismissive of his enemies.

Although Jiang Ruoxu and others had become giants among the major spiritual realms, they were once young, fought together, and had conflicts. But after taking control of their forces, opportunities to reunite grew scarce.

At this point, everyone had realized that defeating the young Xingtian with their strength was a fool’s dream! Even with Supreme Treasure right before them, all they could do was watch helplessly.

Except for Ying Shitou and Hai’er, everyone kept their distance, not daring to approach a step closer.

Thousands of elves could not withstand the Flame Demon and the Sword of Destruction; Mo Wu Xiezhi and his comrades had reached a dead end.

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This time their direction was clearly toward Tianhu Province, apparently to carry out the assassination of Yang Bin assigned by Nuozhuang.

The key to victory lies in surprise. When deploying troops, one must use unexpected forces that the enemy could never have anticipated.

With the incantation uttered, A’an transformed into white mist, enveloping Yu Tianming and accelerating toward the middle-aged man who had once again turned to blue smoke.

Among these three talismans, only one could be made into a talisman pill—the Meteor Fire Rain Talisman. The other two had no related records in his mind, leaving him at a loss.

"Brother Hongji!" Li Jiancheng knelt down on the battlefield across the river, tears streaming down his face, bowing deeply.

"Magnificent! Marvelous! Without coming beyond the frontier, one would never know such a magnificent realm exists between heaven and earth!" Xu Dayan closed his eyes, spreading his arms wide on horseback. This trip was worthwhile—not only had he gained knowledge and practical experience in military strategy, but he had also made good friends and seen sights he had never before witnessed.

If the Spirit Binder could find a suitable unlucky soul who died in the same accident, the remaining lifespan of the newly deceased would offset the Spirit Binder’s unfinished lifespan. If the balance was exact or surplus, the Spirit Binder could break free from this "prison" and move on to another unknown world.

No more disdainful glances from others, no endless spending of money, no pitying looks. Instead, everywhere would be envy, admiration, jealousy, and disbelief.

The power of space surged forth like countless incredibly resilient swords piercing into the stone one after another.

"You all know the situation. We will charge forward soon. If these people don’t retreat, kill them!" Zhao Yan shouted fiercely.