Volume 1, Chapter 45: Courting Death 1

Ouch, it hurts like hell...
Holding his split lip, Yang Wenhao glared with vicious eyes: "Lin Yi! Are you out of your mind? How dare you hit me again?"
Lin Yi's gaze was exceptionally cold: "Forget about hitting you, killing you wouldn't be a big deal!"
"In front of me, your Yang family is nothing!"
"As long as I am here, no one is going to bully the Mu family!"
With that, Lin Yi strode forward and kicked Yang Wenhao straight in the face once more!
"Ah!!"
Yang Wenhao screamed again, nearly fainting from the agonizing pain!
Yet, watching the scene unfold before him, Mu Yingqi felt his blood boil with excitement!
He knew that Lin Yi was a high-profile figure who had concealed his true identity!
Even someone as powerful as Zhou Lei was merely Lin Yi's subordinate...

After a while, the three of them—Lan Feihong and his companions—slowly walked out of the teahouse. By this time, however, the entire teahouse had already been tightly surrounded by crowds. Forget about a person, even a bird would likely find it difficult to escape.
"Very well." Seeing his disciples in such high spirits, Kang Daoxing found it hard to refuse and chuckled softly, "Then you may all accompany me outside." Immediately, amid cheers, the group squeezed out through the main entrance.
After finishing what he had to say, Ming Qiao did not care whether Attorney Chen had anything more to add; he simply nodded to him and then left the coffee shop.

Compared to Hefei, the defenders of Wancheng were far more stubborn, and without the aid of favorable timing and weather, capturing the city was no easy task.
The first three divine cauldrons to fall had originally lined up in a row, but when Lin Yi tumbled down, he shifted the position of one of them. The final four divine cauldrons that descended still maintained the formation they had held while suspended in the air. Viewed from a distance, these seven divine cauldrons formed a very familiar pattern, though at a single glance, Lin Yi paid it no mind.
Although Duan Lang managed to escape a fatal blow thanks to the early warning system of his Chonghe Inner Energy, the tip of the hook still sliced open a gash, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
On the second floor of a residential building facing North Peace Street, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth rested his chin on his hands, his profound and deep eyes gazing fixedly out the window in a daze.
Staying at the He residence in Wolong Town for three days, Lu Youran's complexion had improved somewhat, yet he picked up the wine jug once more, getting dead drunk day after day—even worse than he had been in the past.
"Director Yu, I'm truly sorry. We ran into a little trouble and arrived late. You must have been waiting for ages, right?" Su Muqing felt genuinely apologetic.
"The Evil Sun has already headed to our Mount Qingcheng, and I must depart for my sect immediately. Right now, the other four major sects are holding an exterminate-the-demons assembly at Mount Qingcheng, and I'm worried..." Lu Youran explained.
"Is this enough? These few clothes plus the repair costs for you." Lu Shuangyang asked impatiently.
He walked toward the dense forest at the back of the town, his intuition telling him that what he was looking for must be located right there, and he pressed deeper into the woods.
The reason Qin Junxi acted this way right now was entirely because he had not expected that out of the few items he put on display, only two had actually been sold.
If his method of searching was correct enough, he would find what he was truly looking for, and even if he were to die, he would die knowing why.
Zhang Yue cast a meaningful look at Wu Kong. Although to Wu Kong, this was just a pair of squinting eyes he had seen countless times—not to mention the profound expression within the pupils, he couldn't even see the pupils themselves—Wu Kong still put on an expression that said, *I understand you, you understand me, we're good brothers.*
The Skeletal Dragon Commander had long been on guard against her desperate, do-or-die strike. Therefore, when this palm descended, the commander's massive skeletal dragon jaws spewed forth a surging torrent of death, and at the same time, the one hundred undead with yellow soul-fire simultaneously unleashed their strongest techniques to meet the blow head-on.
"I am simply more sensitive to environmental changes than ordinary people," Ding Jingxi's calm voice echoed over.

Out in the outside world, Liu Yi's figure had become utterly terrifying. His hands had transformed into dragon claws covered in golden dragon scales, his feet had likewise turned into dragon claws, and dragon scales had also emerged on his face. His pupils had morphed into vertical slits, radiating a faint golden glow.
Hearing Jiao Yuan's muffled response, Liang Xiao pushed open the door and stepped out. Glancing sideways at the adjacent ward, he saw the two bodyguards still standing guard there. Liang Xiao slowly walked down the stairs; it wasn't that the hospital lacked an elevator, but rather that he simply felt like walking.
Compared to other martial arts, Chu Fengmian's crystal martial arts progression was by far the smoothest. Even before he fully comprehended crystal martial arts, his attainment in it had already reached an extremely high level.
Though his body felt completely hollowed out, Wang Hao refused to give up, trying hard to circulate the Great Sun Qi-Guiding Technique once again.
That was a handsome man who looked very youthful, and his actual age wasn't great either, being merely forty-four years old this year.
Two days later, Hongcun—an officially signed trainer of the club, qualified for the Hoenn League Master Tournament, and currently ranked fourteenth in the Hoenn Master Tournament points standings—arrived at the Battle Tower to temporarily serve as a guiding coach for Shiro and Shioru.
Because of the battle armor incident, it had already cost young master Su his life. If he were to hand over the armor at this moment, what would that make him?
Young Master Lingjian had sustained extremely heavy injuries, his complexion pale to the extreme. Resisting the giant sword that spanned hundreds of thousands of zhang had already been overwhelmingly taxing for him.
The battle with Qin Yu had inflicted severe injuries on Yun Xing. However, as his strength grew progressively refined, the healing properties of the Undying Flame became even more miraculous. Coupled with Qingluan's endless supply of healing pills, within just a few days, he was already capable of resuming basic cultivation.
Immortal stones were immensely useful to cultivators below the realm of Immortal Venerable. For Prince Tai, the benefits he gained here from Chu Fengmian vastly outweighed these beast dark crystals.
And this was merely because he happened to possess a piece of the Sealing Abyss Monument in his hands. If he could acquire yet another piece of the Sealing Abyss Monument, the price offered by World King Tianyan would be even higher.
Seizing this opportunity, Su Yunzhao generously closed in on Yun Xuan, determined to capture Yun Xuan as a hostage the moment anyone dared to block her path.