Chapter 58

Initially, he had made bold and confident assertions, swearing that a single move would be enough to defeat Jiang Tianchen, but reality dealt him a ruthless slap in the face.

Su Ruoxi looked at Shen Yi with a beaming smile, watching his exaggerated way of eating, and felt immensely happy. Every dish had been prepared by her own hands, and the way Shen Yi devoured the food was the highest praise for her culinary skills.

"Drinking even without wine. May you drink yourself to death, you heartless wretch!" Wu Meng could only grit her teeth in frustration. If only she could move, she would definitely tunnel straight into this cave and take a fierce bite right out of Bai Xue's face, tearing off at least an ounce of flesh just to see if this heartless bastard's meat tasted sour or not.

The spiritual energy here was exceptionally dense; even when remaining in a state of high-intensity, tense combat for prolonged periods, one would not feel fatigued.

At this moment, he was mobilizing all the Primordial Chaos energy within his body to continuously repair the damage to his physical form, yet the effect was not particularly significant. Even with him exerting his utmost to drive the Primordial Chaos energy toward recovery, it was still impossible to restore his body to its original, pristine condition.

Perhaps back on solid ground, he might encounter a few old acquaintances and possibly find salvation, but here—friends? Throughout Bai Xue's life, there were countless friends who wished to kill him, and countless friends who were willing to die for him.

"What are you standing there in a daze for?" that person shrilly and caustically snapped. "Not leaving yet? Could it be you are hoping to be rewarded?" Even after hearing it a hundred times, that voice still possessed an indescribably grating quality.

Along the winding mountain path, several bandits sat gathered around a bonfire. The chilling moonlight cast upon Fengming Mountain lent it an extra layer of stern desolation. Black Tiger had led his men away just half an hour prior, and the bandits assigned to guard Fengming Mountain were yawning as they prepared to warm themselves by the fire and catch a few more winks of sleep.

"If it is the Undying Golden Flame, it should be able to purge the Profound Ice Poison. After all, the Undying Golden Flame is likewise no ordinary fire," Ye Xiaoyao murmured, his brow furrowing slightly.

The surrounding students were all startled by Mochen's bold action. "Wow... Isn't Mochen being way too daring?" some of the male students jeered with a hint of sour jealousy.

He instantly and forcibly smoothed out his chaotic mental ripples, then exerted his utmost effort to weaken the telepathic bond between them. Just as he desired, the probing ripples from Crimson Lotus gradually faded away.

At this moment, the three people bound to the pillars were all in a state of unconsciousness. Judging by the neatness of their attire, they had not suffered any inhumane torture.

Why should he surrender the fruits of his labor to someone else? Why should that person remain utterly immaculate from beginning to end?

The so-called divine patterns were simply engravings carved upon a sword, yet their function was far more than mere decoration; their greatest purpose lay in enhancing the offensive attributes of the sword itself. All divine patterns were crafted using the blood of divine beasts, and true divine beasts were only a single tier below the level of the Water Moon Azure Radiance.

"Am I close with you? I don't have time," Shi Qing said, amused to the point of anger. It wasn't that he considered himself a massive celebrity, but this was certainly the first time he had ever encountered such a self-righteous character.

For so many years, Bai Da had thoroughly figured out the true essence of the so-called Sanctuary Blessing Martial Arts Tournament. He cherished a single wish: to eradicate at once the three hypocritical old monsters of the purple rank who traded in the lives of cultivators merely to maintain their own supreme hegemony, thereby sparing more cultivators in the four great provinces from losing their lives.

Upon touching those thick, billowing clouds, the illusory shadow grasped the drifting mists suspended between heaven and earth and gave a violent tear. The cloud layer was split directly in two, revealing an opening through which the distant, hazy peak could faintly be discerned.

Witnessing this scene, not only was the maternity matron marveling over whether Maimai and Doudou shared some kind of telepathic connection—otherwise, why would the babies suddenly snap their eyes wide open the moment their mother arrived, and with such yearning in their gaze—one could only imagine just how astonished Manman was as well.

The Meng family was ranked alongside the Ming and Chen families as one of the three great aristocratic clans of the capital. Although the head and matriarch of the Meng family had mysterious whereabouts, who would dare to provoke such a colossal entity?

Moreover, the identities of the four individuals were far from ordinary; either they possessed formidable backers behind them, or their own status and standing were astonishingly high, equivalent to the personal disciples of the Immortal Ascension Sect.

Only, for reasons unknown to others, Elaine still maintained a sickly facade in front of outsiders, appearing as though his battle qi had been completely crippled.

"Damn it! Could we really have run into a tremor?" I flipped my phone over, using its faint glow to take a look.

Jiang Yan did not look at him again, continuing to smoke facing the wall near the trash can. She took several fierce drags, thick gray smoke bursting violently from her mouth.

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She had learned Zhou Sibai's room number in advance. The moment she pushed open the door and stepped inside, he was still asleep, but the instant she set the clothes down from her hands, his eyes snapped open.

Ming Chen issued a brief instruction to the housekeeper and told the driver to wait for them outside. Gu Ning originally had no desire to go, but she was dragged out the door by Mengyao.

Ming Chen cast aside the Underworld King, leaving him sprawled limply on the ground. The murderous aura surrounding him receded slightly, yet it still exerted a heavy, oppressive weight on those nearby.

This caused Tan Mingyang to involuntarily stroke his chin. It seemed these dishes would definitely have to be added to the menu of Sunny Catering in the future.