Chapter Sixty-Two: The Perils of the Martial World

At this point, Qin Siyuan paused briefly before continuing.
"Furthermore, regarding the evidence of the Grand Preceptor's crimes, I hope you, Brother Ye, can lend your assistance. The matter of the Grand Preceptor colluding with the enemy has involved the hands of many masters of dark arts."
"Though I've arranged for Xue Zhenshan from Bureau 749 to help, with the current strength of Bureau 749, I'm afraid it may not be enough..."

I lay on the ground, feeling as if my bones were about to be crushed. Song Rong still didn’t release his foot; it seemed his loathing for Jiang Ciyun and me had driven him to lose all reason.

There were only two classes in the morning; after class, they went to rest in a bamboo grove behind the mountain, and Fire Maple helped her catch up on the missing Five Elements lesson.

"If that’s the case, why not arrest the man at once? Why did Lady Ou intervene?" General Li was utterly baffled.

Gong Qianzhu nodded in agreement, though she felt nervous inside. She had never liked being in the spotlight—perhaps because her elder sister had protected her too well in the past, now crowds always made her uneasy, especially when she was the center of attention.

After a long while, Seven Jin finally stopped, stretched lazily, his body making crackling sounds, and his aura suddenly surged up by a great margin.

Zhang Yang watched as Tian Ci’s Elder Xiang fainted directly. He had never seen Elder Xiang before, but from Elder Xiang’s presence, Zhang Yang sensed the existence of cultivation. Just by looking at Elder Xiang, he could tell this was a master. He hadn’t expected Tian Ci to have someone like this by his side. Afterward, Zhang Yang turned to Tian Ci.

As for their departure, the True Primordial Immortal had not yet returned. Even after he did, finding the right direction would be uncertain; it was unlikely they would be pursued.

After hearing Tian Ci’s words, everyone was stunned. Xu Chen stood frozen, Wu Ran and Xu Peng were both gaping, looking utterly incredulous. Xu Qing, meanwhile, hung her head, her face burning bright red, so embarrassed she couldn’t speak. Tian Ci, however, acted as if nothing had happened, eating as he pleased.

Upon hearing this, Elder Xiang grew excited and immediately ran over with him to the place where the two airs converged. The energy of heaven and earth here was incredibly abundant; Elder Xiang had never encountered such a situation. Tian Ci was delighted as well, and the two sat down at once and began absorbing the yin-yang energy.

"Excellent!" Chen Zihuan gritted his teeth, anger making them audibly clack. This unfilial son—he’d rather he stayed away, but now he’s returned home only to call him Boss Chen.

On the television, Sun Long was loudly delivering his speech: "Our Xinghan is officially established, and now it has two subsidiaries—Xinghan Pharmaceuticals and Xinghan Electronics..."

Note: This chapter is a bonus update, because I wanted to see if more updates would bring in more votes!

Of course, Wang Hao knew not everyone would do anything for wine, but with so many players, there would always be some who were obsessed with it. Once those people tasted Peach Spring Rain, they’d be impossible to kick out, even with a boot. To be continued.

"In those days, the Sect Master should never have let the tiger return to the mountain. If it were me, I would have killed every last one, leaving none behind. The Sect Master was simply too merciful!" Uncle Yuan panted heavily, releasing some of his anger, and spoke in a low voice.

Most of the steel nails had not actually pierced Brother Quan’s flesh, but there were always a few that found the right angle, stabbing deep through his clothes.

Not because of any clear goal ahead, nor because of the pressure from the orcs or undead—perhaps it would sound laughable to ordinary folk: at this moment, Roddy was distracted entirely by… matters of the heart.

It wasn’t far—just a ten-minute journey. When they arrived, business was booming, and the parking lot at the entrance was nearly full.

Because the moment I broke through the ceiling of the main hall, the last sound I heard was a crisp, clear clatter, as if precious jewels were colliding.