Volume 1, Chapter 115: A Year of Menial Labor

“Thief, which sect are you from? How dare you trespass into the forbidden grounds of the Third Peak!” Her brows arched like dark willows, and though she scolded sharply, her stunning beauty remained undeniable.

Ji Die had already suspected this place was no good, but hearing it was the Third Peak’s forbidden zone, he inwardly cursed his luck.

A forbidden zone meant no one was allowed entry.

Trespassing here was a grave offense.

“I didn’t know this was the Third Peak’s forbidden area...” With a white crane in front and a far more terrifying woman behind him, Ji Die had to dodge the crane’s attacks while trying to explain.

“Hmph! No one believes you!” the woman snapped. “Trespassing into our Third Peak—”

“Or could it be that she’s your long-lost younger sister?” Sui Qian’s lips curled into a mocking smile.

He roughly peeled off their clothes, revealing tight, bronzed skin that gleamed under the lamplight, his high nose bridge dotted with restrained sweat. His eyes burned with an intense gaze upon her.

“It’s fine, Mom. After you finish making tofu, just take some to the tofu shop to trade for soybeans. Plus, on the way to Central Avenue, we have to pass through a residential block where we can also sell tofu or trade it for soybeans,” Qiu Ye said, dreaming aloud of a bright future.

At that moment, Xiahou felt how unbearable life was without two heads of the household around, how dull and monotonous it had become. Even the bandit chief, Xiahou, was so restless on New Year's Eve that he couldn’t eat properly and went to bed early.

The old lame man muttered helplessly as he followed Longjiang to the back of the carriage, bending down to untie the ropes.

“It seems they are judging the wealthy who associate closely with the Hu people,” Mo Wen said, unable to see inside because of the crowd.

Sui Qian slowly stood up, expressionless, and turned away to go upstairs, leaving the guests downstairs—a rare silence from him.

“Let’s go, we’ll head over,” Jiang Yushu called to her companions, crossing the single-plank bridge downstream without waiting for a reply.

Meanwhile, Gu Jinghuan’s men had already called an ambulance. Xiao Zhixue was lifted onto it by medical staff, and Gu Jinghuan’s men followed.

Han Shan felt a pang of frustration; his fiancée was going so far away for so long, and someone else, not him, was accompanying her. This darkened his mood instantly.

With no way to retreat, a desperate battle against the enemy became the only option—an unavoidable last resort. So when everyone had unanimously called for war earlier, Qian Ning’er did not oppose it. She only wished that the spirit of Xuanyuan Ji in heaven would bless the Xuan Sword and Ruoshui sects.

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Bai Yu said calmly that he still had no understanding of the formation structure on the Ascension Platform, meaning he had no clue at all.

However, Chen Jun knew clearly that Mi Hanyu’s claim to influence others’ emotions was already a mark of mastery among spiritual ability users.

Seeing the thing behind them gave us quite a fright—it looked like a black heart, but this was no ordinary monster; it seemed to be a BOSS. We quickly retreated, fleeing repeatedly, though we hadn’t fully realized we shouldn’t have acted rashly before.

Though her skin wasn’t especially pale, it shone with a healthy luster and smoothness. The slight baby fat on her face made her appear even more playful and innocent than in adulthood.

The sleazy boss glanced at Zhang Kai and figured he probably had no skill to show off in front of them, and since the DVD player really needed fixing, otherwise business would suffer.

Wu Ji’s current physical condition was baffling—even if a high-level cultivator from the cultivation world came, it might be hard to explain. Wu Ji’s body was divided by the half-golden, half-red Golden Core boundary; the left side’s golden Golden Core energy sea was peaceful and rich, the genuine true qi from practicing the innate Qian Kun Gong inner chapter.

“Go and bring Donoya and the others here,” Elder Muba ordered Zorik, who was still hesitant, his eyes fixed on the weakening Ding Jila.

A powerful shockwave swept through the space; atop the Sacred Mountain, countless towering trees were decapitated by the blast.

For a moment, the Sacred Yuan began to warp, becoming extremely unstable, as if ready to explode at any moment.

“Your Majesty, the enemy is like demons; our attacks don’t even touch them. All I see is soldiers falling one after another,” Xinghe reported.

Booming rumbles echoed, the entire palace nearly shattered to pieces. At this rate, everyone would surely be buried here.

Purple lightning struck madly, devastating the ground into a desolate wasteland.

“Everyone, do not touch anything here. Those who have committed wrongdoings, kneel immediately,” Wu Shisan commanded.

Several blood-red wolf heads emerged from the blood pool, abruptly attacking the four elders, who were instantly thrown out of the hall.

If he refused, it didn’t matter; he had already declared Jin Duoduo’s recognition of her ancestral lineage. Soon, the entire cultivation world would know of everything Jin Batian announced today.

The terrifying shockwave tore apart the meteor, expanding fiercely in all directions.

No one knew how much manpower and resources had been invested in building this place; ancient times were truly mysterious.

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Above, a giant black hand descended, finally slamming heavily onto the black-and-white radiance amid countless gazes. The moment of impact seemed to still the world itself.

Gu Shaoan approached Bai Yan’s home. Because Chen Shu was hospitalized, the nanny had moved in with Bai Yan.

After crying for an unknown length of time, Gu Shaoan stopped and reached out to gently touch Bai Yan’s cheek.

At that time, Bai Yulong was too anxious about Zhao Xiaoxiao to notice himself or deal with it; the bloodstain had simply seeped into his forehead.

Nearby, silver-armored cavalry gathered on the clearing beside the official road; eight thousand riders assembled, filling the air with a grim and solemn atmosphere.

However, he wasn’t yet certain if Shikouti truly possessed such exaggerated abilities, which explained his earlier knowing smile during their chat.

This time, Si Yihang did not refuse, while Wen Siyu took out her phone and began ordering food.

“I know him. We enlisted together as rookies, and because we failed a mission, we were punished together,” Bai Yulong recalled the embarrassing past without much concern.

Tang Zhi somehow found the courage to defy her mother; after a good cry, she ran out of the Tang household.

Before Su Nian could speak, the live stream unexpectedly shifted topics to donations for Tang Tang’s mother.

Helping to massage, one naturally looks down. Chen Ju stared at Jiang Mengmeng’s exquisitely flawless face and suddenly lost control. He stopped massaging and bowed his head to kiss her.

Hearing that voice, Bi Zhoutian’s Ignorance Karma Flame flared even more fiercely, strengthening his resolve to kill Fang Ye.

Yet, seeing his own writing had some merit, his confidence grew, and he eagerly persisted in learning.

The wind follows the dragon, the clouds follow the tiger; suddenly, the battlefield shifted dramatically. From vast blood energy and countless elements of heaven and earth, a dragon and tiger emerged, exuding majestic and imposing power that filled the sky, lifelike as if they possessed souls.