Volume 1, Chapter 37: The Dead in the Tomb Are Nothing to Fear

The vain Ono patiently listened until the leader finished his explanation. Afterwards, the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyebrows arched high, and he said to Ye Cheng, "So, to die by my hands is your greatest honor!"

Ye Cheng replied, "Hold on a second! That fellow just blathered on so much that I’ve forgotten if your name is Break-Something-Flow or what."

Ono corrected him earnestly, "It is not Break-Something-Flow, it is Water-Severing Flow."

"Water-Breaking what?"

"Water-Severing Flow!"

Having spent so much time day and night with Luo Hanyan, he naturally knew what a green hat meant, and that was certainly not something one could wear casually.

Most of Xiu Changqing's remains had ended up in the bellies of wild beasts, making them impossible to collect, but his wife's remains had been found. Zhan Yuan suddenly understood Xiu Nuanying's intentions. Calling him over in the middle of the night was just to have him perform the rites for a burial? This must have been the true gain from her excursion this time. Human nature was laid bare in this moment.

Although he despised them for being lazy, he would not abandon his younger brother to others; he simply did not want to play with the two sluggards.

"I do not know. His letter was sent directly from the Prince of Jin’s manor, but there has been no news that he has returned to the Imperial Capital," King Han said with a hint of regret.

Then his gaze shifted downward... His mouth moved a few times, but because his lungs were already filled with blood, he only spat out a few bloody bubbles, making no sound.

Mu Xi did not speak, but everyone understood her meaning. Since there was no objection, it was an agreement.

Thinking of this, Xiu Nuanying involuntarily raised her hand to touch the center of her eyebrows. Had it not been for that near-fatal crisis, she might never have known of this secret, nor realized that she possessed such a formidable weapon for cultivation.

The time spent waiting for a flower to bloom can sometimes be agonizing, but if one’s heart is full of anticipation and a genuine desire to behold the beauty and fragrance of that special flower, then patient waiting and gentle care are essential.

Legend has it that King Arthur, who unified ancient Britain, not only possessed a holy sword of transcendent power but also twelve warriors who followed him loyally. Only these twelve strongest warriors were qualified to dine at the same round table as King Arthur, thus they were known as the Twelve Knights of the Round Table—a symbol of supreme glory.

"The Golden War Lion clan? Shiba? Shituo?" A firebird in the lead scanned the situation on the field; clearly, they recognized the two lions before them.

Yang Chong did not speak. He watched his surroundings vigilantly along the way. Although he saw no signs of an ambush for the time being, he was pondering the potential scenarios and their consequences.

Benedict stared into Avi’s eyes. Avi’s tears had long since run dry—he was never a weak child to begin with. Grief would only cause Avi to fall, but falling would not kill him; instead, it made him remember the sensation of pain and made him even stronger.

Tan Zhenqi’s warning was not merely a bluff. Almost the day after the incident, a new sect rule was established.

He slowly opened his eyes to see a massive concrete slab pressing against his chest. He tried to lift his head to see how large it was, but his nose was pinned, leaving him only millimeters of space; he could barely move.

Impressive, truly impressive. With just a few words, he had turned the initially hesitant Guo Qu into a state of heartache and pity, prompting him to take action.

I remember when I was cultivating in the past, I heard my father and two elder brothers say that our lineage was not originally demons of this realm but had migrated from another world. As for the reason, my father did not say, and none of us dared to ask.

It seems this successor to the Green Mountain Knight is a very useful bargaining chip! Wudixin chuckled softly and walked out of the room.

"You still want to use footwork techniques to dodge my Crescent Moon Slash? Ha, what a whimsical fantasy." The man in the black robe saw through Su Yi's intentions at a glance and could not help but burst into laughter.