Volume 1, Chapter 71: Two Younger Sisters

"Miss, the Third Young Miss Li has arrived."
The Third Young Miss Li?
Wen Yunmu paused for a moment before mentally matching the Third Young Miss Li with his future sister-in-law.
Though at present, she should be "his" unwedded bride.
Even if he was not as formidable as the Yellow Emperor and the other three, the realm of enlightenment he left behind was more than enough for those below the fourth tier to comprehend boundless mysteries.
In particular, since Lin Yun had previously used the crimson longsword to enhance his strength, his power resonated even more strongly with the weapon. Wielding the crimson sword could grant him an even greater surge of power.
Ma Dong nodded along with the other's words, then quickly matched Xuan Yuanwu's pace, walking silently toward the outside.
A sudden wave of nameless fury surged within Ma Dong's heart. Back on Earth, he had already seen through these merchants' deceptive tactics—using gimmicks and lucky draws purely to capture eyeballs and boost their popularity.
Moxi smiled coldly and enchantingly, frost condensing in her jade palm as she readied herself to unleash a ruthless technique upon Ye Liushang.
She found it hard to believe that all of this was real; she was terrified, terrified that everything might simply be a dream.
"Brother Chu Yi, don't you know that there are no ruined fields, only exhausted oxen?" Zi'er said earnestly, enunciating every single word.
Their strength was by no means superior to that of Venerable Lingyuan. If the other party wanted to kill them, they would undoubtedly perish. This feeling of not having one's life securely in one's own hands was deeply unsettling.
Before he could finish his sentence, Dongfang Fan's expression shifted drastically. He felt a rush of wind by his ear, followed immediately by an indescribable, burning pain blooming across his cheek.
In the interstellar era, the scale of any casual faction was immense, and the one thing they never lacked was people. Even if those who had fallen were members of the upper echelons, the remaining leaders viewed trading their lives for a chance to purchase advanced warships as a highly profitable deal.
Jiutian finally came to his realization. When all was said and done, Zhong Lesheng was utterly certain that he could never find a sixty-millimeter crimson-blood walnut, which was why he had calmly promised to deduct ten million from the shop's transfer fee.
"We are still short of three blue pearls required to pass through. Let's look around nearby to see if we can find any while we wait for Xiaochen." After reaching a consensus, the group split up to take action.
Perhaps he was still too shallow, failing to grasp the deeper meanings of Zen principles. He had always merely sought to understand them without ever questioning their correctness.
Fortunately, the Ice Palace was still considered a righteous faction and generally would not take lives lightly, usually letting matters rest after inflicting some punishment.
Hua Tian nodded. With a cultivator of the Creation Realm backing him, it was no wonder Huo Rulong was so unbridled. Yet given Huo Rulong's age, his current cultivation level truly earned him the title of a breathtaking genius. Naturally, someone of his caliber was bound to be arrogant wherever he went, with very few able to remain as composed as Li Yifan of the Myriad Immortals Sect.
With the cabin door closed, it finally grew quiet. Facing each other, Chen Taiyuan and Jian Wu could no longer hold back and embraced once again.
He was a divine beast destined to live for hundreds of years or more, with a lifespan comparable to that of a deity, yet he had died prematurely.
Facing Yuliufeng's attack, the Demon Luo Emperor still showed no trace of solemnity, allowing Yuliufeng's strikes to land squarely on his body.
Najenda would stay behind to oversee the overall situation and guard against any sudden changes; Akame would launch a frontal assault to draw the enemy's attention; Bulat would activate Incursio's stealth ability to flank from behind and rescue the captives; and the remaining member, Lubbock, would go set up traps needed for the retreat after the rescue.
His eyes saw it coming, but his arms simply could not keep up. He could only watch helplessly as the pair of halberds struck toward him, desperately twisting the strength in his body to evade the blow.