Volume 1, Chapter 107: The Eldest Senior Brother

A vessel of several dozen zhang in length sailed through the clouds. Upon it, a banner fluttered, the three large characters "Heavenly Dao Sect" standing out strikingly in the wind, causing even Foundation Establishment cultivators to steer clear from afar.

Ji Die leaned against the railing, watching the ship navigate the clouds. Elder Wu had already departed ahead of them, leaving this cloud-shuttle to transport the disciples back to the Heavenly Dao Sect. As for the promised Jade Bone Fluid and Heavenly Cold Dew, they would be handed over once he arrived at the sect.

Not far away, over twenty Heavenly Dao Sect disciples gathered around Ouyang Ke like stars surrounding the moon. Occasionally, someone would glance toward the corner where a solitary figure stood, only to quickly look away, as if...

Emperor Hongguang was already poisoned, and the toxin was sinking deeper, gradually becoming inescapable.

Yan Tianyu, currently in the "City Thriller" stage, felt puzzled. If it were truly this simple, why waste the energy and resources to build this place to look exactly like an ordinary street?

Consequently, Lin Baoqing arranged for a trusted servant to bring gifts and make the trip on his behalf. Little did he know that Lin Sumei and her maid had seized a moment of inattention to sneak into the carriage and slip out of the fortress.

In such circumstances, they naturally viewed the power in their hands as their private property, striving to win over followers and turning them into their own house slaves and personal guards.

The key was that Qin Yang’s ultimate move had a lifesteal effect, which meant he didn't really need to return home often.

Everyone present understood what Ge Lan was saying. Humanity now possessed too many powers they knew nothing about. The original "Human Purge Plan" had unknowingly turned into a "Human Anti-Purge Plan"—a truly terrifying reversal.

When she closed the bathroom door, Shiyi heard a scream from inside; it was likely Ruan Sisi venting her frustrations.

Qi Yi’s naval forces had not experienced the battles of other divisions, making it difficult to guarantee the soldiers' combat resolve. If a boarding action went poorly and the Zhao army captured even one warship, it would put them in a position of great disadvantage.

Given Hao’s personality, he would certainly try everything, even if it meant suicide, to trade his own life to get him back, creating an endless, tragic loop.

Amidst their screams, those demonic cultivators transformed into red powder that scattered across the ground, the vivid crimson color as striking as burning charcoal.

Zhou Yang was different. In Luoyang, he was a benevolent ruler; in the Wei State, he had no conflicts with anyone, yet he held the highest authority in the land, second only to the Emperor.

Although they now possessed the map to the ancient mystic realm and the Flag Gate Hall was not lacking in experts under the age of sixteen, when it came to loyalty and fighting spirit, none could compare to Wu Teng.

Upon hearing the mosquito speak, hundreds of golden-armored guards collapsed to the ground, terrified and frozen, not even daring to let their shivering show.

But upon hearing that voice, he knew all hope was gone, and for the first time, he felt the urge to retreat.

It had been years, and since this man assassinated Budugen and Kebineng, he was a completely different person from the youth he had seen at the martial tournament in Luoyang.

Since Du Feng had obtained the red gourd, he had only used it to kill demonic beasts and had never actually used it to kill a human. Especially after filling it with fifteen decent flying swords, he had yet to test its true power.

"Hmph, you just want Feng Qing to sleep with you. With me here, he won't, I'm prettier than you!" the Heshi Jade immediately retorted.

As for Qian Jiangyue, he had already left. He had used his status as a "staff member" to sneak in through Park Hyo-min’s side, but he had no chance to watch the stage performance. Li Chengjie hadn't considered him, the seats were already arranged, and he couldn't just insert himself. Since that was the case, it was better to leave early.

With that, not only were the eggs smashed to pieces, but even his manhood was flattened and crushed under Feng Qing’s foot.

As the old man finished speaking, a powerful aura surged forth. The previously bright and sunny sky instantly turned gloomy, and at the same moment, waves began to churn around the isolated island.

Her voice was truly soft; in a place like this, Feng Lan couldn't imagine how she had managed to grow up.

Beside her, Ling Xiangrong heard Yun Qingmeng’s words, and the memory of the look Yun Qingyue gave her before she died flashed through her mind, causing a shiver to run down her spine.

After sleeping all afternoon and being pressed into a long kiss, Jiang Tangtang felt an empty stomach.

Compelled by circumstance, she had to pay her respects to Ya Jionghe; after all, his seniority was established.

Noticing Li Yi’s gaze, Song Xueting’s heart skipped a beat, a faint blush appearing on her face as she hurriedly gestured for Song Shuying.

However, more and more clues pointed to Jin Feng being the one behind the darkness, and she, relying on her intuition, had also sensed that something about Jin Feng felt unnatural.

Chu Ru smiled without answering. With a light clap of her hands, two figures in black drifted in, each pushing a dining cart. They swayed over to the group and lifted the pristine white tablecloths covering them.

Yun Qingmeng stared blankly at Bai Zeyu, her mind finally starting to turn—what had he come here for?

After all, she had brought plenty of men with her, unless Li Fengjue was willing to go down in flames with her.

The palace was cold and desolate. Ning’er had long since moved to the Princess Mansion outside the palace, and usually ran off to the Rui Prince’s Mansion, rarely visiting her imperial brother.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chenyi did not feel much better. Moved and grief-stricken, two intense emotions threatened to drown him completely. He didn't know what he should say, or what he could even say.

Luo Xin widened her eyes, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief. He had actually kissed her—even if it wasn't on the lips, just the corner of her mouth, it still counted as a kiss.

Thinking this, Gong Xiangqin stepped forward and, unable to restrain herself, tightly grasped Zhang Chenyi’s hand.

Li Jingze did not refuse, nodding in silent agreement. He raised his hand to gently stroke Xixi’s soft hair, then took the blue flying chess piece and placed it in the blue zone.

After clearing the difficulty level, the ten-level characters glowed with golden light, all leveling up and feeling overjoyed.

Auntie Wang said, "Madam, I will come over early on the fifth to help." She was now a highly experienced chef.

As the situation developed to this point, everyone realized it was a trap, specifically designed to harm Zhang Chenyi and disgrace the Gong family.

Because of Xi’er’s fame after her public battle, through word of mouth, Murong Huixi had become a legend at Luoying Academy.

The two fled into an inn, intending to rest for a moment. Just as they stepped through the door, they saw An Ying pacing down the stairs.

The factory area was fully equipped with offices, briquette workshops, coal sheds, a cafeteria, restrooms, and dormitories. Apart from the heavy rusting on the light steel shed structures of the workshop and coal shed, the other facilities remained largely intact.

Meanwhile, Bai Jixun breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Li Congyan return safely to the formation.

Because Shi Wanxi was unaware beforehand and maintained a good attitude afterward, promptly paying the owed taxes and fines, the police decided not to pursue the matter, merely reminding her to strengthen the company’s internal supervision.