Chapter 101: The Hidden Dragon Must Not Emerge (Two-in-One)

The Seven Absolutes Valley was not merely a top-tier sect; it nearly monopolized all the arts of assassination within the entire Zhaoning territory. Within the Great Zhou Dynasty, most of the renowned and infamous assassins hailed from this very valley.

According to historical records, the valley initially rose to prominence through a few masterful techniques of movement and lightness skill, relying on highway robbery and murder. Later, as they faced relentless pursuit by the imperial court, they gradually mastered the art of concealment and vanished without a trace.

“No matter the circumstances, the king must always emerge victorious, isn’t that so?” With those words, the Phantom Princess vanished into thin air with a whoosh.

Unexpectedly, before the White-Browed Old Freak could come to his aid, the old man himself had already been defeated.

The villagers stared at Lin Xiao as if he were a monster—how could a single finger send a bandit even stronger than Zhu Rong’s Southern Wind flying?

Now, the river of fate slowly emerged, seeming to flow both in the void and within Xie Yun’s soul, at times turbulent, at times serene.

At present, Ye Qing, relying almost solely on his own strength, had completely disrupted Shangguan Thunder’s initial move, forcing him to rethink his battle strategy.

Meanwhile, Sword Fly White and the other three peerless warriors had not taken this sword duel seriously, as the disparity in their cultivation levels was obvious.

Zhou Chen thought to himself, this won’t do. Without eyesight as a tool to observe the world, he might as well be blind before the Black-Robed Immortal. With this in mind, Zhou Chen quickly turned around, his back facing the basketball-sized orb of light.

The flying sword was sharp and powerful, but each time it tried to pierce the red membrane, a faint halo appeared around Xuan Tian Yi’s body, completely repelling the sword’s attack.

Among them, nine towering peaks stood majestic, positioned at the eight directions surrounding the land, with one at the very center.

Not even the highest-ranking officials in the court would dare to provoke him. After all, Qi Ershao was notorious for his lawless dominance in the capital, and even the emperor turned a blind eye to his misdeeds—who would want to invite such misfortune?

Under the combined assault of these extremely ruthless senior brothers, Ling Feng often found himself taking the brunt of the losses. He had now fully accepted this harsh reality.

She didn’t know exactly what was going on and could only ask. If he needed their help, she would certainly stay and assist him. After all, he had brought her much aid and care along the way, and she was not ungrateful—she naturally understood the importance of reciprocation.

Lin Saiyu chuckled softly, assuring them that with her mother’s decision, the meals they ate were just like those of ordinary families, and their clothing was no different from the villagers’. The current financial strain was only due to building the house; once it was completed, there would be no major expenses.

During the shipment, the black cat was placed inside a cage. Now freed, it lazily scratched its head with a paw before leaping straight into Lin Yaoyao’s arms.

His spying had been discovered, which would certainly cause major upheavals, and the situation suddenly turned unfavorable for him.

Last time, as a lone newcomer without support, he dared not exchange too many cosmic coins for fear of attracting attention—only one million at most. Now, times had changed. His strength was considerable, and as the vice-captain of the top-tier Tianlan Battle Team, there was no need for such caution anymore.

After saying a few words, hearing no response inside, he stopped speaking and left. Unbeknownst to him, Lin Saiyu was leaning against the door panel inside, covering her mouth as her throat burned from crying. He didn’t understand, she didn’t understand, and no one here would understand. The only one who truly understood had died young, burdened by unspoken sorrow.

The golden-red war blade cut through the air with overwhelming might, drawing the attention of many true disciple students. Immediately, they began whispering among themselves, then leapt into the sky, following the soaring golden-red war blade as it streaked through the air.