Volume 1, Chapter 108: The Fifth Peak

The surrounding disciples were already accustomed to this; their senior brother was simply greeting them.

After finally finishing the roll call, he went on to offer reminders about the cooling weather, advising them to add layers of clothing, and encouraging them not to lose heart despite falling short of first place in the competition.

The disciples around him wore pained expressions. The Heavenly Dao Sect maintained a strict hierarchy. The status of an elder’s disciple was naturally higher than that of an ordinary disciple; one had to address them as "Senior Brother" upon meeting, and failing to show proper respect could result in punishment under the sect's rules.

At long last, when he finally finished, the disciples fled as if escaping a disaster, leaving only Ji Die watching him with a peculiar expression. The man flipped through his small notebook, looked back at Ji Die, and his face...

The black vortex was located at the bottom of South Lake, surrounded by water. Yet, this place was a world unto itself, devoid of water, where people could walk freely—it was truly miraculous.

Hearing the sect leader speak, the elders finally paused their "hostilities," for they still had to show the sect leader some respect. However, this hint broadened Night Sacrifice’s perspective, and his views on certain matters began to shift gradually.

"That’s about enough. Big Brother, Uncle Tao, please build a fire and use the flames to burn off the burrs on these bamboo sticks. I’ll go find some burlap," Zhao Yuan said, rinsing the mud from his hands in a basin of warm water.

"It’s best to purchase the land before the spring plowing. Once we buy the land, others will immediately begin clearing and cultivating it, so we won’t miss a single season’s harvest," Tao Pu said with a smile, sensing Huang Qiming’s hesitation.

Omnipotence: When attacking an enemy, there is a 10% chance to enter the Omnipotent state, temporarily increasing all attributes tenfold for ten seconds.

King Zhou leaned lazily against his throne, draped in a thin, black robe that exposed his strong, sturdy chest.

In the distance, another brilliant light struck. A three-headed phoenix of seven colors flapped its wings, its body shimmering with dazzling, eye-stinging radiance. With a majestic, awe-inspiring cry that shook the heavens and the earth, its brilliant power radiated in all directions.

This behavior not only failed to raise suspicion but instead convinced the two that this was exactly how Kasa should act.

Everyone had come this far, so it was impossible to be scared off by such a thing; they had to go in and see for themselves.

On Monday afternoon, Su Zhou received a call from Air China customer service to confirm his Tuesday itinerary and ask if he required a dedicated shuttle service.

The others also immediately greeted Ye Chen. They were disciples from the Four Great Prefecture Sects, and their eyes were filled with gratitude as they looked at him. If not for Ye Chen, they might never have reached the Nine Provinces, let alone become disciples of the powerful Shadow Sect.

Following the trainer’s command, Meditite, falling from mid-air, performed a backflip and entered a meditative posture, stopping its descent and hovering in the air.

The Ancient Demon Clan, thinking they held the numerical advantage, felt emboldened, and their morale was equally high.

"Since you are so confident in your Purple Nether Demonic Flame, let us wager on it. If I can remain unscathed by your flame, you will voluntarily enter into a contract with me."

"Enough!" Before she could finish, Sheng Shi interrupted her rudely. "President Sheng, President Sheng..." In the depths of her heart, was she so unwilling to even call his name? Every time, she addressed him with the most polite, most distant "President Sheng," as if they were two unrelated strangers.

Harry heard a lively shout from above. He instinctively looked up and saw a red figure flash by, eventually coming to a stop on the roof of a nearby low building.

After closing the secret passage, Harry closed his eyes, clutched his suitcase and the bag containing his materials, and vanished into the darkness of the passage with a soft thud, leaving behind only a trail of red smoke invisible to anyone.

"I hope our parents and our children are all safe and healthy, that my mother wakes up soon, and that we can grow old together," Gu Xiaoxiao said.

Upon hearing Wu Ling’s words, He Yifeng naturally understood the meaning behind those three words; she definitely did not want him to lose face.

He knew that the Shrine was currently under the control of Yayoi Sakurai, but the entire organization was in such a state of recuperation that Lu Shu found it hard to even remember its existence.

This time, Nangong Yunyao and the others wandered through the streets, purchasing enough supplies to fill a large ring. The most expensive items were the fifth-grade spiritual wines, of which they bought a full hundred jars.

The "Silver Throne Battle Qi" was an epic battle qi at the pinnacle of wind-attribute power, and the "Silver King" himself was the most formidable longbow knight in epic lore. In head-on combat, aside from a few legendary classes in the Elf and Orc worlds, almost no archer could threaten a Silver Throne Knight.

Thinking about it, one was a skeleton and one was a human; subconsciously, one would feel that opposing a human was less terrifying because humans have moral boundaries.

Under normal circumstances, Huang Meiyu would never have spoken of the grievances she suffered at the Zuo family in front of Old Man Zuo; after all, she had to leave the Zuo family some dignity.

Hidden in the shadows, Jiang Xiao grumbled to himself, feeling quite frustrated. When he came out today, he had once again stowed Daji away in his ring space.

The lively atmosphere on the beach provided a sense of security, but entering the woods alone was different—the wailing seemed to come from the depths of a bottomless abyss.

"Wait a moment, I’ll be right back!" Hao Zhi said, clenching his fist. The sapphire ring on his finger sensed its master's will and flared with brilliant light, stinging the eyes of those nearby.

What appeared before Suli was none other than Shulü Ping, who had lost an arm and was known throughout the Northern Frontier as a mad demon. How could Suli not be afraid? He turned his horse and fled.

Li Quan sighed helplessly. It was an unlucky start; before the competition had even begun, a student was injured—and a student with the potential to win the championship at that.

Attracted by the magic stone, Horen casually tore off a piece of cloth to use as a mask, providing himself with a bit of concealment.

Seeing Ryan Andrew, Ge Li finally felt at ease. It was during his travels that he had first met Ryan, and it was upon the other's invitation that he had come to Xiva City to serve as one of the commanders of the City Guard.

"How did you know that?" The leader, hearing Ye Wuyou expose his true background, was shocked to the core.

Bai Fengjiu slowly leaned in, but did not kiss her, as Jin Wushuang kept her head lowered, watching Bai Feng’s hand.

There were many instances of people failing due to carelessness; this was something the instructors at the Special Affairs Bureau headquarters had repeatedly emphasized during training.