Chapter 44: The Fourth Elder? Kill!
Seeing the confident expression on the elder’s face, Ye Cheng silenced him with a single sentence.
“You, a piece of trash like this, could become an elder? How could Martial Sect possibly have any true power?”
The Linghu father and son were utterly stunned by Ye Cheng’s words. In his memory, Ye Cheng was formidable, but not to the extent of daring to challenge the entire Martial Sect!
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Hu Zhiyong and Hu Zhicheng had long been involved in secret affairs, and so they already knew about the hidden secrets of Guangjiao Temple. Nevertheless, to remove this thorn so effortlessly was still somewhat unexpected for them.
At this moment, even Lei Yan couldn’t help but admire the likes of Blood Red and Wu Fang. Truly, the legacy left to him by his father was invaluable; such methods and managerial skills were far beyond Lei Yan’s reach.
“Where is this? Where am I?” Xiao Lin frantically grasped at her surroundings. Yet, all around her was nothing but empty space.
But before everyone could recover from Ye Cheng’s previous words, Lei Yan’s next remark sent another shock through many hearts.
“Li Feng, is there a supermarket near the dormitory building?” Zhao Jiadi intended to go downstairs and buy some pots, pans, and underwear—just some cheap things to get by.
The massive momentum created by the three energy attacks forced everyone to retreat slightly; under the overwhelming surge of spiritual power, the bodies of some nearby experts even seemed to be sinking.
“Brother-in-law, how about you get me a police uniform to wear? I heard your county’s traffic police squad is pretty well-off.” Liu Xiaozheng picked his teeth and spoke carelessly, as if his brother-in-law were the local tyrant of Nantai County.
Ilario understood that this meant it was a Barracuda without floats. This suggested that the plane must have taken off from a British aircraft carrier.
Zhao Jiadi turned his head and saw a young man leaning on the nearby railing, smiling cheerfully as if he were a born optimist. He wore a casual suit, no tie, and his shirt was unbuttoned at the collar—it didn’t seem like he was one of the heavyweight guests on the cruise today.
Between the three, their wild passion seemed to reach the heavens and plunge to the earth—golden serpents twisting, rivers overturning. Wang Nu remembered those lessons from the textbook.
How dull. Looking at Qin Botian’s expression, Helan Yao immediately understood what he was thinking. He’d put on such an arrogant air just to provoke their fury, but unexpectedly, as soon as he managed to stir it up, it extinguished just as quickly.
With Hong Min leading the way, the usually obedient Hong Hui played so hard his cheeks were flushed and his eyes bright. Wan Xi followed behind them, watching Hong Hui’s excitement, and knew instantly that no one had ever played with him like this before.
Yin Tang was alert in his heart but showed a calm face. He had no desire for the throne, nor any intention of competing with his brothers. Still, he would fight for favor where it was due, and claim his rightful place. If anyone tried to bully him, he would not be polite in return.
“Your Majesty, please summon the imperial physician quickly,” the Empress said, immediately instructing the servants to fetch medical help.
“Huronet! Say your last words!” Allen patted his palm with a heavy iron hammer; his expression was calm, but the killing intent in his eyes was absolutely undeniable.
“The Republic of Venice wishes to take shelter under the Song Dynasty?” Yang Congrong asked the Venetian envoy in a mocking tone.
The Celestial Clan naturally did not want the Spirit Clan to gain such a bloodline, but at this moment, they were in Spirit Clan territory and could not control the situation.
Suddenly, the Xiao envoy walked over. He had noticed the rare excitement on Tong Dafu’s face and, curious and puzzled, came over to inquire.
All the beautiful servants and songstresses were trembling with fear, hardly daring to breathe. Following the square-faced man, they quickly left the compartment.