Chapter 44: The Violent Boss

"Only when others can no longer tell that you are a sword cultivator, can you be considered to have truly mastered the art of self-cultivation." True Monarch Guanqi dropped a black Go stone, capturing several of the white stones in the process.

After some conversation, Jiang Min gained a general understanding of Xue Yiniang. She possessed four spiritual roots, also came from a humble background in a remote mountain village, and had been cultivating in the East Spirit Sect for eighteen years. Due to frequently going out on trials and gaining quite a few fortunate encounters, she was now at the fifth layer of Qi refinement.

When she left, Qingyi had originally intended to accompany her. She knew that Moyu Jingchen had her safety in mind, but she did not want him to know about this matter; she was capable of handling it herself and did not want to make him uneasy, so she chose not to let Qingyi follow her.

Regardless of what plot of land Lu Fan intended to use for whatever purpose, investing a little money in it would not result in much of a loss for him anyway.

When the Valley Master had assigned them to Anran, they could no longer return. If they were sent back, the light punishment would be the destruction of their spiritual elixirs, and the heavy punishment would be the stripping of their bones and the shattering of their souls, denying them even the chance of reincarnation. Unknowing what taboo of Anran's Yexia had violated to be sent back, Liulei remained unable to find peace within, and she left the courtyard in a daze.

More importantly, having faced his past darkness, Kakash picked up his ancestral Hatake-style sword technique and successfully developed a swordsmanship suited to himself.

A gentle golden light enveloped Ruoli, feeling as though it came from ancient times—profound and tranquil. The pain in her shoulders was instantly relieved, yet the agony still made sweat pour from her like rain.

What Ling Zixuan spoke of was no secret on the Tianqian Continent; it was common knowledge. However, this was not the same thing Song Chen was talking about; this transmigration was different from that kind of transmigration.

Although Zhong Man was a businessman, he was genuinely kind-hearted! Upon obtaining Murong Rui's assets, he did not haggle with him or discuss how to divide them, but instead directly declared that the Hongsheng Studio would be jointly owned by both of them.

Xu Lizhen and Gu Fan did not know where they had gone and only returned in the middle of the night. Gu Mian had slept exceptionally well.

Blind turned and pressed forward. At this moment, Xu Ziyi had already passed the ball to Li Mu. Li Mu gently tapped it with his left foot to Chen Zihua, while he himself ran past the three defending players toward the penalty area. Flar saw that Li Mu and Chen Zihua were playing a one-two passing combination, and immediately closed in on Chen Zihua, cutting off the passing lane between him and Li Mu.

Wei Wuji was naturally no exception. Upon receiving this good news, the urge to return and take a look immediately arose within him.

"Alright!" The salesperson looked at Qi Feng with even greater admiration, as if she were seeing a rare, once-in-a-centuries good man.

Several people headed south all the way, passing through several states and prefectures. Shen Zhuangxing was exceptionally generous with his spending, covering all the food and lodging expenses for the group along the journey. Moreover, he was knowledgeable and well-traveled; wherever they went, whenever he saw famous mountains, great rivers, or scenic spots, he would speak eloquently and fluently. At times, his words even greatly heightened Tang Xiyao's interest, causing her to laugh and converse freely with him.

People successively felt concerned about the situation of the Lingbei Great Wall, a sentiment that was particularly prominent within the information-connected city of Wu'an.

Bando Tatsuo took the full brunt of the fist technique, his body involuntarily retreating. Yet his expression remained as usual, proving that Zhang Yiming's fist technique had not caused him any substantial damage at all, at most inflicting some superficial flesh wounds.

Upon hearing the word "hospital," the fellow who had been on the verge of death just a moment ago instantly perked up his ears and grew alert.

Having previously met Chen Sheng, the two artisan craftsmen immediately came out to welcome him with their disciples when they saw him arrive.

This slap was the one into which Qi Feng had put the most force since returning to the metropolis, utilizing seventy percent of his strength.

To avoid alerting the enemy, Chen Zhifan prepared to wait until the dead of night to go and see the brave man who had acted righteously, in order to first figure out the ins and outs of the whole situation before anything else.

While telling the story, Zhang Chen did not forget to instill some outside information into her, letting her hold onto hope.

If it were up to his own decision, he would have simply slashed this piece of trash to death with a single blade. Why keep him around? To waste the Ye family's food? And then bring shame to the Ye family everywhere?

In just that single instant, like waking up from a grand dream, everything changed completely. To say there was nothing wrong with this—even if beaten to death, no one would believe it.

Farewell, Chen Ran; farewell, my love. I will never forget you, just like the stars at the edge of the sky, shining eternally.

"...!" I give up on this annoying younger brother of mine; I just knew he would be like this. But as long as he has fun playing, I suppose it's fine. Yang Ying obediently sat on Tang Fei's lap. Just returning home, and things hadn't even been unpacked yet. Oh well, she'd have plenty of time to unpack later; right now, she just wanted to share some intimate moments with her younger brother first.

With a gentle smile, I never imagined I could have such straightforward and mushy thoughts. In the context of my past life experience, how incredible that must be.

Gazing at the two pink mounds on her chest, Zhang Chen immediately lowered his head and kissed her soft lips, his hands also mischievously grasping the reasonably sized peaks.

In Qin Guan's spiritual vision, a massive amount of spirits gathered toward the vortex like they were drawn by a magnet, growing larger and larger with every accumulation.

Wang Bo looked at this muddled old grandfather and covered his mouth with a chuckle, only to be caught by the old man and treated to another round of scolding.

Finally, a chorus of sharp intakes of breath sounded. By this time, even those who knew nothing could tell that this set of saber techniques wielded by Ye Yan was extraordinary!

Lord Huang Tian took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the urge to strike. He walked over to Huang Wuji's corpse and pieced the two severed halves back together.

Upon stepping out of the Prison-Dividing Gate, Chen Fan did not dare to wander blindly, nor did he distance himself from the gate. He stopped just a dozen meters outside and told Yuanyuan to halt as well.

Almost instantly, Yang Xu sensed that something was amiss with the white figure. The God of Sea Wings on his back unfolded fiercely, transforming into a beam of light that instantly fled thousands of miles away.

Later on, the Blood Granny truly had no intention of joking with Chen Fan anymore. After confirming that Chen Fan was at Asking Heart Manor, she had Liu Feng and Feng Qian rush to the manor to rendezvous with Chen Fan and discuss face-to-face matters regarding dealing with the Unified Grand Alliance.

"You must not act impulsively. Zhang Jingsheng is not weak in strength," Chen Yang said to Feng Yuanjun and the others.

In terms of sheer momentum, the character for "Benevolence" declaring war fell far short of the long sword carrying the majesty of heaven and earth.

He had nothing much to do around Brightness City anyway. Coming along with the delegation this time was just following along to blend in; the results of the Primordial Martial Academy's competition had little to do with him, nor did he care.