Volume One, Chapter 62: The Scripture of Supreme Purity?!

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“The Taiqing Scripture… it sounds like a cultivation method?” Ji Die had never heard this name before, a trace of confusion flickering across her brow, only to be utterly stunned by what she heard next.

“It is indeed a cultivation method, but not an ordinary one. This technique can allow one to cultivate all the way to the tenth stage of Qi Refinement…”

“Tenth stage of Qi Refinement?” This was the first time Ji Die had ever heard that Qi Refinement had ten stages; she first suspected she had misheard. If it hadn’t been Senior Sister Jiang speaking, she would have thought the other person was deliberately teasing her.

She was just about to ask for clarification when, glancing up, she found that Jiang Moli had already left without her noticing.

In the days that followed, Jiang Moli never returned to the “Pavilion of Ten Thousand Volumes.”

That doubt was buried deep in her heart, but the conversation from that day…

Suddenly, there was a muffled thud. Liu Yifeng’s body was sent flying, only landing after smashing into a rockery in the courtyard, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.

This was within Lin Feiyang’s expectations; after all, this was the headquarters of the Demon Kingdom, one of Fusang’s most mysterious organizations.

The sound of Kuang Fengli’s voice echoed ceaselessly all around. Even though everyone had braced themselves, they were still somewhat surprised.

Outside the hotel, Ke Feihu took the wheel, since Liu Mei had no idea where the grand gathering was to be held.

“Ling Yu, you’ve really helped us out; we owe you a great debt. How about a few million as thanks?” Lin Aotian said.

He raised his hand, and the flames in the vicinity surged wildly, gathering and taking shape in his palm, forming a massive flaming hand. In the next instant, the hand of fire shot forth.

“Elder Long spent an entire night carefully selecting the perfect gift for all of you!” Yang Feng said with a laugh.

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Scarface glanced at Liu Yifeng and Lin Fan and noticed that neither of them was affected in the least.

At this moment, he stood tall and straight, suspended in mid-air. Although there was no overwhelming aura about him, he gave others the illusion that he was not a mere youth, but an invincible god of war.

Liu Yifeng had never thought of bullying the weak as something to be proud of, but in the Inner Clan of the Hawk, it was regarded as honor, as the justification for their sense of superiority.

Li Jianben’s expression hardly changed, but after hearing Shen Jian’s words, he turned to him with a questioning look.

You see, there were good things and bad things, suspicion from others, and even the certainty of facing a fatal end. Zhu Yuanzhang experienced all manner of hardships; each one contributed inestimably to the formation of his character.

“So you really aren’t a good person,” Chen Yi muttered. He hadn’t expected this turn of events, and cast an odd look at Fang Tian. Yan Susu also watched coldly from the side, evidently having given up entirely on the Fang father and son.

That expression left Qi Bao slightly stunned, while Xiao Boyuan’s face was clouded and uncertain, though he managed a strained smile.

At least, judging by today’s situation, Su Cheng, for all his unassuming demeanor, was clearly a man of strong character and not someone to cross lightly.

The mist grew ever denser, as if gathering all the moisture from the air, and the wind, which had been blowing inward toward the center of the fog, gradually shifted to blow above the fog, like an air fountain.

If it weren’t for the other party’s unusual status, and the hope that the Chen family could see their elders again, she would have lost her temper long ago and wouldn’t have bothered explaining so much.

At that moment, another security guard brought his baton down hard, but Hong Tian stood motionless, allowing the blow to land squarely on his head.

He could not complain to anyone, for Zhu Chongba would never do such a thing; even if he wanted to, there was no one to whom he could confide.

Li Haonan, carrying the lazy and roguish air of a man who had drunk a little too much, stepped into the house. The hall was silent. He knew his son, Li Yi, had gone to kindergarten. As for Gu Xiaobei—was she off sulking again? “Where is the madam?” he asked the servant at his side.

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What reassured Liwa was that every chosen Imperial Arm user had arrived on time; regardless of their motives or reasons, the fact that they were all present made things much easier.

“Lu Feiyang, low-level player, I will kill you,” Caesar said, his tone utterly devoid of emotion, like a remorseless dragon slayer.

With a clear, crisp clang, Delis and the others’ eyes lit up. That sound signaled the time for competitors to enter the arena.

I called your phone countless times, and could never get through. I called the house over and over, but you were never there. Xiaobei, I was truly terrified—afraid you were angry, afraid I’d never find you again. I nearly went mad, deliberately clearing three days from my schedule just to come home and look for you, but the house was locked and you had vanished.

He was silent for a long time, not saying a word. I bit my lip, equally silent, with countless words swirling through my mind, yet not daring to voice a single one.

Dantai Mingyue stepped out from behind the door and made her way outside. She had always hated being confined; she suffered from claustrophobia. If she could help it, she wouldn’t even take the elevator, preferring to exhaust herself by climbing the stairs.

Listening to the conversation between the two, the gentleman sitting to one side hesitated several times, wanting to speak but holding back in the end. He watched the Reaper and Jie Dongxu, with emotions in his eyes too complex to name.

This time, over six hundred silver-yellow fruits ripened in total, and before long, they had all been harvested. Only then did Kelly breathe a sigh of relief. As long as they made it safely back to the angels’ settlement, the mission would be complete.

“You must think that even if we don’t live in a grand estate, at least we reside in the most luxurious villa district, don’t you?” Xu Wen said with a smile.

In an instant, the summit of Mount Dragon-Tiger was shrouded in dark clouds, and thunder crashed down, enveloping the entire peak. Yet by now, the cataclysm had swept across the planet, and no one paid any heed to the tragic spectacle there.