Chapter 137: No Regrets, No Remorse

“Sister Su, you are a Grandmaster, and Jiang Chen is also a Grandmaster. When did the mortal forces become so powerful?”
In the imperial capital, at the Jiang family estate.

Inside the main hall, after seeing off Wang Junkai, Murong Lingyun was already content. She sat beside Su Luoxue, tilting her head curiously. “I heard from uncles and elders that Martial Grandmasters among mortals are already at the pinnacle...”

Then, without even covering herself with a blanket, she was wrapped up by that person, who lay down sideways, turning their back to her and preparing to sleep.

After those words, the figure disappeared, and with it vanished the previously beautiful scenery, replaced by an endless desert where even the sunlight above seemed to grow scorching.

The Qingyang Sect occupied a vast area, with the main hall centrally positioned, while four other courtyards stood at the southeast, southwest, northwest, and northeast corners like four guardians, protecting the central hall.

Seeing this, the Saint Mark Celestial, the Northern Desert Sand Lord, the Silver Shark Emperor of the Nether Sea, the Eastern Domain Tyrant Blade, and the Howling Wind True Man all wore puzzled expressions, feeling a sense of power they could not wield.

Thinking this way, Chen Yu seemed reborn. He began using the Nine Revolutions Reincarnation Heavenly Yang and Mysterious Yin Art and the Heaven-Earth Three Harmonies Finger Technique to absorb this power. As expected, seemingly responding to a call, he truly started to absorb and integrate the vital energy emitted by the Ice Sky Sword Fragment.

Long Qingchen said little. He didn’t exactly hate the Eastern family, but he did harbor resentment toward the Eastern family’s second Grandmaster, the third clan leader, and the clan head—those high-ranking figures.

She originally wanted to tease, saying Tang Junfeng should thank Tong Yu for years of keeping her chaste, and finally for covering for her, but she felt it would be like stabbing Tong Yu in the heart. Half the words left unsaid, she skirted the issue lightly.

She spoke intermittently, occasionally sobbing. All the bitterness buried in her heart poured out like a floodgate opening. On the other end of the phone, he remained silent, never interrupting.

Piercing raindrops mercilessly battered Yin Yun’s body, chilling him to the bone. From that moment on, Yin Yun’s health plummeted. He lost interest in studying, and his grades fell from first place to last.

From a certain perspective, Lin Anqi actually trusted Xu Xiaoman’s lies more—that was an undeniable fact.

Throwing criminals who cannot be tried by law into Arkham Asylum was simply Bruce’s way of spending money to treat their mental illnesses early, while also preventing them from committing crimes. This did not conflict with the law.

A fierce gleam flashed in Li Yi’s eyes. After understanding the feud between General Feng Long of the Wei De Army and Sun Hao, Li Yi silently made up his mind.

It wasn’t that this security guard was particularly diligent; rather, Jerome and the others seemed a bit too suspicious.

Upon hearing that she could introduce such virtuous girls as the leader’s wife to these rough men, they all eagerly gathered around to join in the excitement.

Just as they reached the cliff’s edge, they saw several gliders drifting slowly, like butterflies dancing in the air, flying away a few dozen feet from the cliff.

On the way to the palace, Yang Ming was in a very bad mood because Li Yuan was out and had gone to Jinyang.

Li Chengjing naturally noticed too. Seeing two Taoists’ heads still visible, he knew the other party apparently did not intend to kill them, or rather, did not want to make a deadly enemy of the sects behind these two Taoists.

However, with these gangsters, Li Wei made another discovery: almost every gang member had a photo—on it were himself and Konstantin.

Yilolu City was the main city of the Kucha Kingdom, also one of the trade centers in the Western Region. It was bustling and lively, with many caravans from the Central Plains.

“That should be possible,” Su Muqiu’s lips curved slightly. In her mind, she roughly calculated the stats of this skill. Using the thickness, hardness, and damage of the ice block along with her own attack’s effect on it, she should be able to predict the effects of other attacks from the team.