Chapter 24: It Was You Who Meant to Harm Her

This answer seemed to hold up; when a master is harmed by another, a lackey naturally seeks out their superior to exact revenge.

"Actually, it is nothing major. You know that the three great sects intend to use this trial to kill me and Junior Sister Zixuan. If I am forced to leave the group halfway, I only hope you can protect Zixuan’s life," Chengtian said.

Fortunately, Dahei possessed astonishing defensive capabilities. Back then, even Chengtian’s high-grade magic sword could not pierce its body, only managing to break through its fur.

Therefore, intelligence on the Dragon Group beyond the pass was extremely scarce. More importantly, the headquarters of the Dragon Group was located within the Yukou Pass, integrated directly into the fortress. While it was said to oversee the martial arts world beyond the pass, the vast distance clearly indicated they had no intention of involving themselves in its affairs, keeping their hands completely clean.

"Elder Yin, I have been begging you for years; surely I have priority for the exchange?" the middle-aged man’s expression changed immediately upon hearing this.

No matter how the members of the Shenlong Gang struggled, they could not break through the obstruction. Even the two Earth-tier experts tried to invoke the power of the Heavenly Dao, but they found themselves under immense invisible suppression; their own connection to the Heavenly Dao trembled in sheer terror.

He was aware of the academy’s millennial plan and knew that this Xie Mu was a part of it. However, in his eyes, this link was dispensable, and the facts indeed bore this out; otherwise, this laboratory would have long ago been dismantled by the enraged instructors.

"Is he in such a bad state?" Ye Taoling’s voice drifted from the carriage, though it was impossible to tell if she was expressing concern or merely asking in passing.

Qingcheng Ten Soldiers said no more. He raised his sword high, suddenly stepped before Wusheng, and a flash of steel flickered.

Fan Yang found this difficult to respond to. The manor was indeed something he had conjured, and although it might have differed from what he had originally envisioned, he could not deny it if pressed.

The next moment, the Ghost King, shrouded in malevolent energy, broke through the formation. He glared at He Weixi with seething rage. He Weixi recoquiled in guilt, only to have Ling Que wrap an arm around her waist and pinch her sharply. He Weixi’s waist was highly sensitive, and she let out a startled yelp.

This forced him—someone who initially wanted to avoid trouble—to take action once Fan Yang identified his identity. Having resolved to strike, he ignored whatever Fan Yang intended to say and moved directly to subdue him.

Fortunately, there were many guests in this Qinyuan, and no madam-like figure came forward to strike up a conversation.

Do not think he was fear-mongering; this fat man was a Soul Master, and a Soul Master with physical defects at that, while Cuihua was merely an ordinary person.

Although many of Lord Lin’s soldiers had also seen the threads attached to the headless flying corpse, most had seen nothing at all.

Was Qin Feng bored out of his mind? With this spare time, wouldn't it be better to go to the Spirit Hall to study soul beasts instead of... well, never mind.

"I could tolerate it from others, but not from you." In this life and the last, how could he possibly endure it?

"He actually concealed his strength?" Yun Feng muttered upon hearing Yun Long’s words, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. The strength Ling Han had already displayed was enough to defeat him within ten moves; if he unleashed his full power, he might even be a match for the Sect Master.

I lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling, struggling to keep myself from thinking about all sorts of nonsense.

Regardless, she had to keep up the pretense of being a "corpse controlled by a living gu," or else the ruse would be exposed to He Yi.

To Ling Hao, the God-tier experts on Earth were no longer anything new. Lately, he had been cutting through them like vegetables, and he had already killed quite a few, not to mention the countless God-tier powerhouses he had seen on the Heavenly Dragon Continent.

"Is this not my memory space!? N2! Get out here! You’ve hacked me again without my permission!" Lin Ai realized she hadn't opened her memory space at all; there was only one possibility for her arrival here.

"What do you mean 'ha'? Dancing attracts guests, isn't that what you humans say?" Judas replied as if it were a matter of course.

Between waking and sleeping, Jian He felt as if a heavy boulder were pressing against her chest, making it extremely difficult to breathe. Her heart beat faintly: *thump-thump, thump-thump*.

Ye Tian was held aloft by a sacred energy, floating in the void; he looked exactly like a god who had descended from the heavens.

Yet, the terrifyingly real sensation at this moment made her feel that this was the true world—that she would die here and never be able to return.

Because starting tomorrow, the regular students would undergo a month of military training, and someone had to be in charge of management.

Cao Jinhua was stunned: Why was it that she understood every word he said, yet when combined, she had no idea what he was talking about?

The red spider crawled over, spitting out silk that first bound Ye Tian’s hands and feet, then wrapped his body in layer after layer.

It wasn't until he woke up the next morning that he realized his head was spinning, and he had no idea how he had gotten back. But to build a better relationship with his colleagues, another drunken night was worth it. He shook his dizzy head.

Meanwhile, in the distant old forest, a monocular telescope secretly poked out from the grass, spying on the opposite side.

"I’d love to crack open the egg inside the Imperial Jade and boil it for Jin Lian as a midnight snack!" Zhan Bai’s tongue was as sharp as ever.

The Buddha-infant in his dantian glowed with holy light, and a vermilion dot appeared on its forehead—the mark of righteous virtue and the sign of the Mahayana.

"Hehe, thank you, Hall Master Chen. I’m fine now. You should go get some rest; you haven't closed your eyes in a long time, have you?" Ye Feng noticed that the corners of Chen Hao’s eyes were already swollen and red.

"You’re the one who is incomplete!" The short, fat man, in a fit of rage, lost all decorum and began trading insults with the other.

In the main hall of the Beiling Sect, Liu Jiejie sat with his mother, the Song Jia sisters, Nan Xiang, Lian Nishang, and even Nan Lulu. They sat around a round table, discussing something in a suffocating atmosphere.

"Silly, how could I not miss you? I... I actually miss you so much!" In her agitation, Huang Shan confessed her longing for Ye Feng, making him smile with joy. Huang Shan then took the initiative, turned, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed him on the lips.

Wan Qian walked out of the dressing room, saw the two of them walking toward the Jiangcheng Group’s territory, and decided not to follow.