Volume 1 Chapter 36: The Liar's Trap

Ge Zhan was determined to obtain it. His physique had always been his greatest weakness, but with the Immortal Soul Stone, he could become flawless, and his combat power would soar. Neither he nor anyone else had expected to encounter such a heaven-defying treasure upon entering this place. Who wouldn't want to seize such a miraculous opportunity?

In the eyes of mortals, practitioners of great supernatural powers are gods. This gap cannot be bridged by mere numbers; no matter how many there are, they can be crushed with a single finger without any suspense.

Zhan Zhao felt a splitting headache. The five rats were already enough to handle, and now a "special" giant rat had been added to the mix. He wondered what the assassins would think if they saw this.

Hearing this, Hong Zhenying nodded gently, though she did not know why she had subconsciously walked here while feeling anxious.

However, as he looked at the sky, at the five sects and the fifteen venerables, he was almost certain that the other party must have conspired before they arrived.

Luo Nan wandered through the grand hall, enjoying a bit of food whenever he saw something good; it was quite pleasant. He had no connection to this circle; no one knew him, and he had no desire to know anyone, enjoying a moment of peace.

Lan Yu nodded slightly and, in a low, pleasant voice, recited the names of several dishes. It was the first time Long Fei had heard him speak so many words in one breath, and he felt an inexplicable stir in his heart.

At this moment, even the invisible restraint imposed by the Eastern Emperor seemed to lose its effect and vanished, while the black abyss continued to expand.

"You have presented five divine herbs and rendered a service to the academy, so you are rewarded with one hundred thousand jade tokens!" The vice dean glanced at Liu Yi with annoyance, filled Murong Qianqian's jade token, scanned Liu Yi's token, handed it back to him, and turned to leave.

She was completely unaware of why Ji Beihuang would do this; in fact, every time she was summoned, she never knew if she would return alive.

At this moment, the primordial spirit of Heavenly Sovereign Junlin, carrying all his cultivation and infused with divine power, descended upon the eye of the formation.

"But the two of them are currently bound and both wounded, and their wives, Bao Xiruo and Li Ping, are nowhere to be found."

Cheng Youxia was still in a daze even after walking out the gates of Prince Jun's mansion. Watching Su Luoning and the others board their carriage and leave, she suddenly remembered something, but at this moment, only Sikong Jun, who had come out to see the guests off, remained by her side.

Su Luoning went out of the cave again, gathered many dead leaves and branches, piled them up at short intervals, and then took fire starters from the cave to light them one by one. Before long, the place was filled with smoke.

Red Eagle noticed Qin Xing, studied her carefully, and suddenly said, "Miss Qin, please accept my bow." As she spoke, she made to kneel.

"The teacher had an urgent matter, so it was postponed until tomorrow, which is why I returned," Xia Xinyun explained calmly as she naturally took up the conversation.

Just a moment ago, they had scrambled to rush into the chaos, but as soon as they entered the Chaos Bell, they were thrown into disarray by the violent chaotic energy, caught in a desperate struggle.

Now, although they were at the Gu residence and she had not dared to be too bold at first, it seemed everyone was asleep now. The surroundings were quiet, and she began to let her guard down.

Ji Ziqi looked toward Cheng Qing, who returned to his senses and smiled, saying, "Although today is only the seventh, there are only twenty or so days left until the end of the month."

Although Xia Qingluo was a bit disappointed, ultimately, she felt it was good to eliminate a scourge for the people.

Although the Prince said so, Lin Xi was young after all, and these stewards would not take him seriously; Eunuch Cao found it necessary to go and give them a reminder.

"No," Wan Jinrong raised his hand and pointed ahead, saying, "That is Wanjiang. The legendary end of all water veins. Of course, you should be more familiar with its other name: the River of the Underworld."

Thanks to this step, the foul Jiangnan could finally catch its breath, and a clear stream surged in, dispersing the surrounding darkness.

It was not that Wang Chongyang had deceived Ye Feng-hou, but rather that Wang Chongyang believed that even if Ye Feng-hou were still alive, he would likely want the people who truly harmed him to be brought to justice, rather than simply killing a few people to vent his anger.

In the end, he ignored the other person, strode all the way to his seat, slumped down, and said nothing. Wang Zimo looked at Zhuang Dong in confusion, waiting for the final verdict.

Zhang Mengfei returned to the inner room and closed the door on me. I stood at the doorway, biting my lip, thinking for a long time. In the end, I felt that with Han Rong, it was a mistake, an impulse that led me to walk in—and even walk into her body.

Moreover, even if she went to prison, her family would have to bear the pressure of that money... these were things she was originally supposed to bear, and she did not want her family to carry that burden.

I struggled desperately, trying to grab onto anything nearby for leverage, but I could find nothing but a few slippery pant legs.

Su Le could feel that Tian Xu'er had done that at the time out of gratitude.

Although he also loved Zhao Yuanrong, the idea of his son riding on his shoulders was something Zhao Jingyi had never considered. Although many fathers and sons were doing so today, these were merely commoners who did not understand etiquette and had no sense of decorum.

Zhang Bing missed his squad leader dearly, but he could no longer quite remember the old man's face. He only remembered that he was a very kind person, perhaps with a square face, or maybe round; he was not short, but a bit hunched, with a deep scar on his forehead—a mark left by an enemy's weapon that had pierced his helmet.

Nanny Chen had only taken a step when she was shocked and hurriedly turned back; Lady Liu's voice had already come from inside.

Seeing the light drizzle turn into a bead curtain, no one was in the mood to hide, nor did they have the time.