Volume 1, Chapter 57: Perverse and Violating the Natural Order

From then on, Wang Bo began to pursue Wang Yuyan. However, the fair maiden had long since given her heart to another. The falling blossoms had a passionate intent, but the flowing water was utterly heartless, leaving one utterly at a loss for words.

With a soft murmur, the man wreathed in flames looked toward He Qingfan, a curve forming at the corner of his mouth. Clearly, he was extremely confident in his own offensive maneuver. This was a unique killing technique he had created himself, combining the fire cultivation techniques and divine arts of his clan with his own profound insights to finally forge this lethal blow.

"Is that all the confidence you have?" Elandre continued to provoke Rey, hoping the latter would reveal his thoughts from just a moment ago.

Flustered and overwhelmed by the unexpected favor, Lin Yi slowly approached the front passenger seat and rummaged twice through the various expensive counterfeit designer goods inside the shopping bag.

Shuffling his feet against the ground, He Qingfan prepared to dash straight toward Nangong Ping'er. If he did not run directly to her, no matter where else he fled, he would inevitably be hunted down. Therefore, of the thirty-six stratagems, running away was the best option, yet this retreat still had to be executed with a clear destination in mind.

With his right hand, Gu Chen cupped Jun Hui's long hair—which, as if cursed by the heavens, would never turn black—and said in a firm tone.

At that moment, Yan Yi was utterly infatuated, completely captivated by Gu Chen's smile. She muttered endlessly to herself, failing to register a single word of what Gu Chen was saying.

Ah? Li Yurli not only stopped pressing her attack against He Qingfan—after all, a man must know when to rein it in, otherwise things could turn awkward—instead, she gazed intently and earnestly at He Ranran, speaking with a smile full of meaning.

Along the way, Lingya kept his large hand pressed firmly against the right shoulder of Yanyue. At this moment, not only Yanyue, but Lingya's hands and body were stained with blood.

The cave entrance at the convergence of the blood river emitted a divine radiance, and the ground began to tremble. The barrier dissipated, and the true Valley of Spiritual Herbs finally revealed itself.

Had she known earlier that her most treasured grandson would find such a calamity of a woman, she would have kept that disobedient grandson locked up at home from the very beginning.

If anyone else had been so audacious, Xie Fei would have dealt with them in the exact same manner. She could only blame this sharp-witted girl for being far too clever.

The other held its head high, as if looking down upon the entire world, its gaze emanating the invincible aura of standing at heights so great they induce chills.

If his status was truly noble, the people hunting him down today had returned empty-handed and would certainly not be willing to let the matter rest easily.

Having previously deceived the saber-toothed tiger, Lin Xiao flicked his figure slightly, appearing high in mid-air as if through teleportation.

Zhou Yun wore a blank expression. This punch, which appeared lightning-fast to ordinary eyes, was as slow as a crawling turtle to him. Casually tilting his head to easily dodge it, he flicked the flat-topped youth on the forehead with his finger.

The phantom of Elder Shu slowly rose from the center of the pond. With slightly rippling water and a posture standing suspended in mid-air, his celestial and untrammeled appearance everywhere displayed an otherworldly temperament.

Forming a security detail of over thirty men, they escorted two carriages and marched grandly all the way toward the north.

It was merely a celebration, yet where had her imagination wandered off to? Swayed and led astray by Lu Xiang's teasing remarks for so long, she had genuinely believed that Yan Yixin harbored romantic intentions toward her.

Han Xin's eyes rolled as a plan formed in his mind. Suddenly, he drew his sword and slashed toward Peng Yue. Peng Yue was startled; believing Han Xin was enraged and intended to kill him, he closed his eyes to await death. Instead, he heard several crisp cutting sounds across his body, followed by a sudden lightness in his hands as the cloth net fell away from him.

Just as he pushed open the window and thrust his head outward, a drop of red dye landed squarely on his head.

Then, amidst thousands of demonic phantoms, he drifted up and down. Blows powerful enough to shatter mountains and rocks struck the barrier of light; the sheer vibrational force alone was enough to make Yifan's blood churn relentlessly and his face contort in agony.

Noticing the intentions of the trio ahead of him, Qin Yi smiled faintly and, without a word, slowly followed behind them with the ease and leisure of a leisurely stroll in a courtyard.

They would always bring something, even if it were merely inexpensive local specialties, to their relatives—after all, it was a gesture of goodwill. Yet Yan Wan had no such social interactions to maintain; even the person she could barely call a friend was limited to Chen Xiaorong.

Seeing Han Xin look at him with an ambiguous smile, Wang Yun's heart dropped into his throat with a sudden thud, and he hurriedly averted his gaze, terrified of slipping up. Ziying knew full well that Xianyang Palace was swarming with Han Xin's men, so the eunuchs and palace attendants used this time were exclusively those from the neglected Yongcheng palaces. Wang Yun was one of them.

Xie Chen remained silent; he had simply considered this possibility. Neither his body nor his mind had ever committed a single error. It was precisely this mental awareness that had repeatedly kept him out of danger.

Though the weather remained cold, traces of early spring were gradually emerging across the Guanzhong plains. The northern wind was no longer biting, the accumulated snow was slowly melting, and temperatures began to climb once again.

This did not seem to be a difficult task. Feeling somewhat reassured, Green Branch lowered her head, curtsied in obedience, and departed. However, when people carried an entire large basket of walnuts and placed it before her, Green Branch was dumbfounded.

After leaving Puyuan Temple, Yun Chen led Gu Tong and Jiang Mengqi all the way toward Mount Puhua. Two days later, the trio finally arrived at the foot of the mountain. At that time, the base of Mount Puhua was already packed with people, stretching out densely like a vast sea of humanity. Various sects and factions from the Southern Territory had all gathered here.

"Yun! You're back?!" Di Luofeng hurried back to the inn at that exact moment, the timing impeccably perfect.

The reason he hadn't told Ye Lanwu was for fear that she might find it difficult to negotiate a price with Zhang Xiyue later.

Looking at the intact barrier shield before Xiao Tianchen, Dongfang Ling could not help but reveal a look of shock and suspicion in his eyes. Xiao Tianchen's previous attack was already no less formidable than that of a martial artist who had survived the first divine tribulation.

Having reached absolute wits' end today, and clinging to a final thread of hope, he dialed Zhan Muchen's phone once more.

With just this single technique, Lin Feng's actual spell-casting offensive capability was likely no inferior to that of any spiritual cultivator of the same realm.

Lingyue was also greatly astonished as to why Xiao Yi would ask such a question. Could it be that this young man of modest cultivation not only possessed remarkable medical skills, but also knew how to refine pills? A glimmer of anticipation surfaced in Lingyue's eyes.

Gradually, streams of gray true essence flowed from the gray substance at Yun Chen's dantian, coursing through the major meridians of his entire body. After completing a full circulation cycle, the energy converged back into his dantian qi ocean. Nourished by the circulation of this gray true essence, Yun Chen's physical body grew even stronger.