Chapter 120: Ascending to the Inner Sect

The ice-type techniques Yunxi practiced in the end were merely foundational. Up to this point, she had yet to find a suitable cultivation method for the ice element. Although the "Fairy-like" figure in the chat group had mentioned she could exchange for one if needed, she was well aware that she had nothing of sufficient value to offer in return. Having already received a floral-pattern immortal artifact from him, she felt content; one should not be overly greedy, especially after embarking on the path of cultivation.

As they maneuvered the Shadow War Star through the galaxy, they were careful not to leave the floating island too far behind, lest it be left without powerful protection and fall prey to enemy exploitation.

"And then the school bus runs a red light and gets hit by other vehicles, right?" Zhuang Han guessed the plot before she could finish.

Seeing Shishui Yue's resolve, Mu Lan felt it was useless to persuade her further, only urging her not to stay out too late before heading back.

Drawing from her previous lesson, Su Qian remained calm. After rising and freshening up, she wrapped Master Shen tightly in a quilt, rolled up the Lotus Painting, and slipped away quietly. Su Qian was puzzled: how had Master Shen died? Seeing his expression of terror, it appeared he had died of extreme fright. Su Qian did not let herself dwell on it; her priority was to make her escape.

The three arrived on the fourth floor just as the class bell rang. The students who had been chatting and playing in the corridor instantly flooded back into their respective classrooms.

Huang Yu didn't seem to mind the remark, though to Lin Kongxue’s perception, he appeared somewhat helpless.

Although Zhang Tiezhu, Wang Yulian, and the others had begun their cultivation, their fundamental natures had not changed much. Furthermore, they did not feel that becoming immortals was anything particularly special; in their hearts, they remained the same ordinary citizens of Laiyu City.

It was a pity that the Heaven-Splitting Demon Emperor was, after all, not the Wuji Dao Ancestor. Throughout the ages, there had been only one Wuji Dao Ancestor, and compared to him, the Heaven-Splitting Demon Emperor seemed to lack a certain depth.

Tang Yan let go and strode toward Shishui Yue’s room. Mu Qing was about to follow when someone stepping off a carriage behind them called out to stop her.

Cause and effect—what kind of cause is sown determines what kind of fruit is reaped. Su Mu shared one trait with Bing Lan: she did not like being kept in the dark.

It was understandable that Li Jue acted as he did. After all, when Dong Zhuo had ordered him to leave the camp and head to the Xiliang army base to fetch horses, he had emphasized bringing back "the finest horses." Having served under Dong Zhuo for so long, how could Li Jue not know his master's intent?

"I once heard that in ancient times, there was a master archer named Hou Yi who could fire nine arrows in succession, all hitting the exact same spot. That must be even more impressive than Jing Yi’s four-arrow streak, right? Have you heard of this, Ziyi?" Liu Tianha asked out of curiosity.

They continued to charge toward the base with great strides, launching a fierce attack, only to be cruelly cut down by the defenders at the base's second line of defense.

"Let’s go, then!" Although Bo Fengzhi had agreed to Wen Lingyu’s suggestion, his face still betrayed his deep reluctance.

Today was his son’s birthday, so Zuo Qing finished his urgent tasks early and left the office to go home, hoping to celebrate properly with his family.

Perhaps because of his affection for her, Yuchi Lin actually took heed when he heard Yi Lian’s roundabout way of urging him to eat.

She was truly terrified that if she closed her eyes, she would see Jiang Shilan’s ghostly, grim visage again, so she kept them open until dawn.

If it weren't for the special favor Ji Bing had granted, Yu Li would never have had the chance to come out with them.

Wei Yanjing would not bicker with him over such childish matters; he simply smiled and took a seat beside Elder Wei.

The closer they got to the Lu residence, the thicker the malevolent energy became. Numerous wandering ghosts and monsters lurked in the surroundings, watching greedily, and even the defensive formations showed signs of being breached.

On this side, having landed one successful strike, Zhang Hua was not about to relent; he quickly pinched two more poison talismans and charged forward.