Volume 1, Chapter 39: Cruel Interrogation!

"Yalusi! How did you find this place!" Yadina’s eyes remained fixed on the snake-woman not far away, her expression laced with surprise.

It was not until he was subdued by the Second Young Master Qin that he realized the limitations on heroic spirits no longer existed.

"We shall practice this sword formation until the moon rises. If anyone slacks off, I shall certainly punish them!" Xiao Biqi turned and walked away.

She felt a burning sensation in her throat and her stomach churned violently. Although she was eating fish and meat, it felt as if she had swallowed a lump of congealed fat; the sensation was unbearable.

Yet, everyone else present knew clearly that this was the imperial palace. Every dish served here was strictly inspected; there was no way the temperature could have been too high or too low.

The fierce wind whipped Tianyu’s robes, making them snap loudly. Today’s gale seemed stronger than ever before. Tianyu brushed the hair from his eyes and looked toward the entrance of Dafeng Town, his face as cold as ice.

In her desperation, Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly took off her outer garment, soaked it in the stream, and rushed back.

The four boys arrived at the cafeteria, and fearing trouble from the upperclassmen, they retreated to the furthest corner.

Hearing Jing Ke’s words, she was both surprised and delighted. If Brother Dragon King could win, she would be happier than on New Year's Day.

He chuckled as he looked at the card in his hand, but when he saw the location written on it, his expression stiffened slightly, and his mood, which had just improved, soured instantly.

The remaining four Azure Dragon Guards also approached, brandishing their torches. Before coming, they had received news that Constable Zhang had gone missing, and they were stunned to encounter him here.

Jiang Tong raised an eyebrow. He had naturally conducted an investigation before coming and knew a thing or two about the situation on this basement level, but he did not stop Hongniang; after all, he was not short on money.

"Could it be the group the old man from Puzhai mentioned?" Jin Qian thought to himself, weighing the possibility before speaking up.

However, she was helpless. Ever since she was nearly captured by terrorists, Chen Piaopiao had learned the meaning of fear. At that moment, she longed for Lei Jun; if he were by her side, she would feel completely safe. Thus, she begged her father to call Lei Jun and ask him to return to protect her.

Tianjue Peak soared into the clouds, its summit capped with snow and biting ice. Even immortals would not dare linger there. For a thousand miles below the peak, the land was desolate, devoid of both people and wildlife—a forbidden zone, a land of death.

"I don't care what you say, I am going to kill them." Lei Ming was already spiraling into madness.

Facing the rain of arrows that filled the sky, Yan closed her eyes. She felt a thud in her heart, as if it had shattered, followed by a sharp, wrenching pain.

Even in his stealth state, Ye Xiao’s tracks were revealed amidst the encirclement of the numerous disciples of the peasant school. Unless he possessed the shapeshifting abilities of the Black Jade Qilin from the Quicksand organization, it was impossible to remain undetected under such dense searching.

He had not even taken off his armor, so after tidying himself slightly, he left the camp, hoping to find someone familiar with the situation to make inquiries.

Why would Wang Yue appear in Tianyin Village? Jia Xu had just made an arrest, and Wang Yue had immediately jumped out to rescue the prisoners—could this be a coincidence?

At that moment, Huang Xuanling flicked his sleeve, and a gust of wind-elemental magic transformed into five flood dragons, blasting toward the five men. Unable to dodge, they were struck squarely by the five tornadoes, coughing up blood as they were sent flying backward.

Although the Extraordinary Group was thriving like the midday sun, there was still a gap in wealth compared to the established financial conglomerates.

Three months later, inside a hidden cave, Huang Xuanling sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a manuscript in his hand.