Volume 1, Chapter 24: The Emergence of the Secret Talisman, The Beginning of the Quest

Lu Feng tried hard to recall, but the elusive fragments of memory remained just out of reach.

I nodded and said it was nothing, only what I should have done. Seeing how frail she looked, my heart ached. Not wanting to disturb her rest, I exchanged a few brief words, poured her a cup of hot tea, told her to get some sleep, and then took my leave.

Hank stared blankly at Li Xing. The man before him acted with ruthless efficiency; it was clear he was a thug who had set his sights on this shipment and intended to hijack it. To avoid being silenced along with the rest, he blurted out his codename, hoping to make himself appear valuable to Li Xing.

He had always known he was hiding in that place, yet he never exposed him, nor did he kill him. Instead, he forced the eight-year-old boy to watch his own mother die a tragic death right before his eyes.

Just as they were secretly plotting their revenge, they heard that several reporters had already broken the news directly.

"Is there anything you need me to help you with?" Yun Anning felt guilty at the moment; if she didn't do something for Xiang Lichen, she wouldn't be able to sit still.

He Ximing gave Qi Qian'er a look that urged her to stay calm, then unhurriedly took the cards he had prepared just in case and handed them one by one to the second and third debaters and Qi Qian'er.

The car pulled up to the gate of the high tower. Li Muchen, Kong Xiaozhong, and Lu Min stepped out one by one. Kong Chengxi stayed close to Xiao Qingfeng as he followed, the pistol pressed against Xiao Qingfeng’s waist never wavering. Xiao Qingfeng sighed, signaled to the guards at the tower entrance, and led Li Muchen and his group inside.

Although she couldn't cook elaborate stir-fried dishes, Yun Qingxue knew a thing or two about making soups, and they tasted quite decent.

Upon hearing his father's words, Yun Zhou stirred, slowly rose to his feet, picked up a change of clothes, and headed into the bathroom.

Speaking of this, Li Jiannan was full of ambition and high spirits. Standing beside him, Wen Ruoshui gazed at him infatuatedly, her eyes filled with reverence.

Lu Yan watched her state and gave her a stern warning. He had long since run out of patience lately, so under the current circumstances, he had to remind her now, lest any trouble arise later.

Facing his formidable opponent, the "Mercury General" Lan Yanyu, Ling Gufan’s sword techniques flowed like moving clouds and flowing water. He alternated between the defensive moves of the White Ape Sword Style and the offensive strikes of the Residual Rainbow Sword Style, seamlessly merging the two great arts of the Emei Sect. The resulting power was far greater than the mere sum of its parts.

If these Onmyoji were indeed willing to follow him, he could put them to good use by having them eliminate those who practiced the Life and Death Mantra.

The two were delayed for a long time in the mud and marsh before finally leaving the swampland together and heading down the mountain to return to the Yao village.

Beside him, observing the circular projection, were several middle-aged men; they were the backbone of the Seven Killings Tower.

"Lord Meng, it was here that I first met Xiaoxiao years ago," it said, pointing to a tombstone.

A figure in silk robes with white hair arrived directly at the summit of Phoenix Mountain, gazing down at the landscape below. Phoenix Mountain was hardly a famous mountain or great river; it was merely a cluster of hills stretching for several dozen miles. It was only because the summit featured nine giant rocks, each three fathoms high and resembling a phoenix tail, that it earned the name Phoenix Mountain.

Only Lu Zitao’s heart was filled with wild ecstasy. Meeting Li Jiang might be the greatest opportunity of his life. Even though Li Jiang had yet to fulfill his promise of forging a dragon-shaped armor for him, he did not doubt for a second that Li Jiang’s immense power could easily accomplish the task.