Volume One, Chapter 77: The Victim Bears No Guilt

Hearing the name Lu Cheng, An Ge was momentarily stunned. She, too, knew of a Lu Cheng—Lu Cheng from Jin City. It was probably just a coincidence of names; after all, the one from Jin City was a man of immense responsibilities, whose fortune fluctuated by millions within minutes. How could someone like him possibly come to a small, insignificant city like Jiang City?

At that crucial moment, a large hand grabbed her, pulling her out of harm's way just in time, narrowly saving her from death’s brush. The magical shield she had conjured silently split in two.

Meanwhile, Qin Shiyin had produced a long sword, swinging it repeatedly, its blade swirling like a flower, decapitating the foreign invaders around her as blood splattered in all directions.

“At such a grand banquet, you only let me make an appearance? Isn’t that a loss for me?” Lin Xuan complained.

Taking Nanxi had originally been a cause for celebration, but Li Liang’s unexpected injury left Yardim somewhat dejected.

Jiang Wei waved his palm, and the fire of the sun appeared in his hand. With a tap of his toe, he touched the body of the Nine Yin Jade, and swiftly plucked it off.

The mercenary was plunged into the eighteenth layer of hell; consuming those drugs was the most agonizing experience of his life, tasting every conceivable suffering. In the end, unable to endure any longer, he confessed the truth to Wang Meili.

The common folk pointed at those people, cursing them in rage. Some who were usually gentle and kind, when their crimes were exposed, became objects of even greater hatred.

Those who had groped their way over quickly sought cover, shielding their bodies; just moments ago, they had nearly met the grim reaper.

“Understood, Captain.” Da Hai was already prepared, like an eagle ready to soar. He knew he must capture the terrorists to make a name for himself in Holland.

The mutated sky-piercing sword did not plunge into the ground with hatred, but instead bizarrely entered Hatred’s chest, with not a trace of its power leaking out.

He refused Principal Wang directly, since he was now presiding over all matters within the school, and Principal Wang usually gave way to him.

“The young lord is dead, and you won’t even avenge him? What dignity do you have left? What pride?”

Two months later, with nations sparing no cost and even inviting cultivators to labor day and night, a majestic temple adorned with carved beams and painted pillars rose from the earth behind the rear mountain of Crane Crying Mountain.

When Pei Zonghao looked at his hiding place and uttered those three words, the man in black knew his whereabouts had been exposed. The figure behind the stone mountain leapt into the air, stepping onto a black cloud, and soared into the sky.

Pei Zonghao, fleeing in panic from the pursuit, was now utterly powerless to fight back. In his fury, he could only resort to psychological tactics, using metaphors to provoke Qin Qiong.

“She was found behind the Heart Moon Temple in Luohe Town,” Luo Fengchen rubbed his heart, feeling utterly exhausted.

But thinking about how he had only a dozen years left until retirement, he didn’t want to leave Yun Xi at this critical juncture.

This was something Luo Wushuang had personally told her before leaving Longchuan City—a secret that ordinary people would never know, and Xiang Yun would never disclose his particular constitution to others lightly.

The last time he came, it was because he was heartbroken and needed to clear his mind. At first, he hadn’t expected that, standing on the stone at the ends of the earth, after unraveling the entire sequence of events, he would decide to end all his suffering through suicide.

“Senior Brother Qiu, from here on, I ask for your guidance,” Liu Xu said with a smile, extending his hand.

The dwarf, observing this, praised him inwardly; this child was not only clever, but his character was even more resilient than expected.

“The sale price for East River No. 1 reached two hundred and seventy million, but the actual transaction price won’t be that high,” Li Zheng said through gritted teeth.

Although this was merely a way for the sect to absorb wandering martial artists and strengthen its ranks, for those without any foundation, it was a temptation that was nearly impossible to refuse.