Volume One, Chapter 79: A Matter of Confidentiality

Although those words carried a domineering air, if they were to spread, his reputation as a benevolent and wise ruler would quickly turn to that of a tyrant and fool. For Li Shimin, who cherished his good name, there were still things he would not do.

Bao Shuai’s plump face remained fixed in a polite smile—not out of joy, but because it had frozen that way.

He first shared the cultivation formula for the Changfeng Step with the two, and then, under Long Chen’s guidance, they followed its instructions to begin their training.

Unable to hold back any longer, Zhao Sen finally spoke up to remind them. He had already seen that Nian Shang was about to lose, and if Zhao Sen remained silent, defeat would be inevitable.

Hu Shu bypassed Shen Yiyi and circled to the gate of Fuyang County’s magistrate’s office, lifting his head to read the banner above the door.

The moon was hidden behind clouds, the night growing ever deeper, and even the path downhill was almost invisible.

This mourning staff was a gift from Xu Feng; at the time, she hadn’t even reached level twenty.

“Our Cai family’s third branch has only Ali as its sole heir. If he goes to the battlefield without leaving descendants, can you really be at ease?” Cai Fugang spoke with grave seriousness.

“Your Highness Prince Wu, I want to know what you really mean by this!” Su Dingfang waited angrily for Li Ke to explain himself.

If he didn’t get the red buff soon, Zhou Yu would ambush him from the grass and take it away. Zhou Yu was an unconventional mage; his second skill gave him five seconds to burn the red buff, and rumor had it he was great for jungle roles—at least, players had tried it.

The feeling was a bit like Lin Chen from Nirvana in Fire, but even more exaggerated. Lin Chen’s appearance and style might have seemed somewhat discordant, but this person before them was utterly out of place.

Three swords stabbed toward the July Demon King. The massive damage numbers soared above the king’s head—three strikes drained over eight thousand health, and the Demon King fell flat to the ground before he could even make a move.

Suddenly, silence fell around them; everyone was watching, and the distant city guards observed with indifference, showing no intent to interfere.

“This place is thirty-six thousand li from the Burial Grounds—a round trip would take over a month!” Han Yang roughly estimated; with his current strength and speed, even if he traveled day and night without rest, reaching the Burial Grounds within half a month would be no easy feat.

The hawk-eyed man, who had been bracing himself to resist, was caught off guard by the sudden change and reacted too late to muster any defense.

Zhu Baiyu and the other five founders established their own estates in the east, south, west, north, and center of the wastelands. The Dao flourished, and cultivators riding sword-light could now be seen everywhere.

On the sixteenth round, the Leaffall family began to summon the Instant Method Sumeru to clear the field. The Tomorrow clan’s five dragons had been spent; one lay dead, another was taken out with force, and the remaining three huddled fearfully in the sealed circle.

This was the moment when Saint Quellio ascended to become True God Quellio, a scene he had imagined countless times, every detail vivid in his mind. Yet the angel before him was nothing like his fantasies... The almost ruthless power revealed a reality more intense than ever.

“If you’re so curious, and you’ve called me ancestor, as your elder I can hardly hide my skills from you. I’ll tell you, then.” Han Yang’s thoughts turned, and he smiled kindly like a benevolent old man.

Noi glanced at me with some curiosity, finished the champagne in her glass, then handed me a stack of documents. I looked at the papers, then at Noi, who nodded at me.

I couldn’t help but laugh; her cheeks were still flushed, proof the illness lingered. But seeing her joking, her spirits seemed good; surely she’d manage the ride to the magistrate’s office just fine.

However, this person’s past-life memories hadn’t awakened. When Chen Xiao probed with his spiritual sense, he found the memories incomplete—perhaps something went wrong during rebirth. Without someone to prompt him, he might never recall them.

As she spoke and watched, Ling Fei couldn’t help but start crying, tears streaming down like they cost nothing.

This jade pendant truly saved my life. Suddenly, I felt deep respect for that old Daoist. I used to scoff at such things, but never expected there really were extraordinary people who could ward off misfortune.

“Second Strike!” As the great sword’s shadow came down, Zhao Shixi shouted and unleashed a second attack.

“Lian’er’s father, I forbid you to say such foolish things. You can stand up—you absolutely can.” Mother He rushed to Father He’s bedside, clutching his hand tightly and speaking through gritted teeth.

I hope my concert gave you a unique experience. If you have any suggestions or opinions, I’m eager to listen. Though I don’t know why you deleted that post, I’m truly happy—thank you again for your support.

Here, I must once again marvel at the thrill of Wang Le’s underground racing events.

After eating a little, we headed to the airport with Old Eagle, picked up our tickets, and boarded the plane.

“Yes. However... for He family’s siblings to act so boldly, He Zhang must have approved it.” An Mu said helplessly.

A clump of sand slipped in through the crack in the door, then gathered itself into a young boy carrying a gourd.

Though he sensed trouble might arise, Mu Chuan was not one to cower.

Liu Yefei first greeted the two, then said, “This happened suddenly—I couldn’t let you know in advance.” He then briefly explained the Ghost Granny’s assassination attempt.

The middle-aged man ignored Liu Yefei’s predicament and continued his sword assault, forcing Liu Yefei into a desperate situation.

On the lawn of Yanshan Palace, there were piles of game scattered everywhere—some with three or four animals, others with more than ten.

Su Li’s gaze swept indifferently over Feng Beixi, too lazy to answer such a foolish question. A mocking smile touched his lips as he shifted his attention to the men standing behind Feng Beixi.