Chapter 28

Wuxin recounted everything he had encountered on his journey from beginning to end, including the eerie nature of the residence and the evil arts practiced by Master Huiyin.

A flash of terror crossed the man in the shirt’s eyes. He braced his energy and leaped, intending to retreat, but at that very moment, a fist charged with terrifying force slammed heavily into his energy center.

"Who killed my son?" Just then, a voice as loud as a tolling bell echoed through the heavens, causing a sharp, piercing pain in everyone’s eardrums.

I covered my entire fist with the armor of the Sacred Gu and struck out at Xiao Yinchen. Without turning his head, Xiao Yinchen relied on his back to take the full force of my blow.

"What is this?" Zhuo Qiusheng was somewhat bewildered; he truly could not fathom what game Bai Su was playing.

Before the soldier could finish his sentence, a crisp "pop" echoed from outside the tent. Immediately following, a stench of excrement, starkly different from before, seeped in along with the cold, biting wind.

Bai Su discovered that even with his own magical power combined with the Hunyuan Life-Death Needles, he had indeed found a final flicker of vitality. It was extremely weak, yet Bai Su found himself unable to fully draw it out.

A look of total control appeared on Liu Kai’s face, and a cruel smile spread across his features.

Among them, there were no longer any cultivators at the Condensing Pill stage. The lowest were now at the early Saint stage, and most had already broken through to the Saint King stage! However, more than half of these Saint Kings were only at the early Saint King stage; after all, most had previously been at the Saint stage, and the breakthroughs they achieved after absorbing the essence of heaven and earth were limited.

Dong Xian returned to the foot of the city wall, where the officers he had led to flank the enemy caught up with him. He laughed, "What a strange affair. Before my flanking forces could even charge, these bastards retreated, wasting all our efforts for nothing."

"That is the current City Lord’s eldest disciple, and also the Grand Commander of the City Lord’s Mansion!" someone whispered.

"Hmph, I came here today to have a proper discussion about the things between you and me," Zhao Jing said.

"Mu Yun, the Scarlet Flame Beast, what... what is it doing?" Chen Feng regained his senses and quickly approached Tie Muyun, asking in a soft voice. To him, the sight was incredibly strange.

*Click.* Another sound rang out, and the square box vanished, replaced by a level floor. At the same time, the footsteps outside the door suddenly ceased.

"No problem." Zhuo Lei shook his head. In truth, his heart was incredibly conflicted. The burden on Yuxing now rested almost entirely on Li Tiantou and his men, which left him feeling very uneasy. Moreover, he truly could not find a reason to refute the previous arrangement, so he had to accept it passively.

He had long known that his younger sister would surely come looking for him. If others didn't know, he certainly did: his sister was a person of strong will. While she might not dare to defy their father’s arrangements openly—perhaps resorting to tricks like running away from home—if she were unwilling, it could easily lead to chaos.

Li Tiantou realized he had been too hasty in this matter. But from his perspective, he could not simply stand by and watch the current actions of certain people in Yuxing. Yet, he asked himself if he could truly bring himself to attack the brothers with whom he had once shared life and death; he knew he could not, and thus he felt conflicted.

"Since you have already joined our guild, there is no need for such distant names like Blade Maniac and Sword Fool. Hmm... from now on, you can call me Junhao." Because of Shen Ying’s arrival, I was so overjoyed that even my speech carried a hint of excitement.

He said no more and secretly swallowed ten Strength-Enhancing Pills. These men possessed formidable combat power, and he dared not be the least bit careless.

The people participating in the second line of defense looked back during a lull in the fighting, and it was none other than Comrade Xiao Wanqing, the president of Xijiang University.

After entering this world, he had already summarized the memories in his mind. In this world, there were no television adaptations of the Four Great Classical Novels, nor had any related subjects been filmed. Of course, the Four Great Classical Novels themselves still existed.

"May I ask the host if you wish to use it?" Alpha’s melodious, sexy voice swirled in his ears. Just listening to it was an indulgence that made his whole body tingle.

Since Qu Jingqing had surrendered, he naturally had to grant her some benefits. The Nine Heavens Profound Weapon Flags were necessary to craft for her army, and the military formations and spear techniques would also need to be taught gradually.

"Yes, it is the founder of the Kunlun Sacred Academy. As far as I know, he will appear in the Thunder-Wind Immortal City in the future, likely to save the last remnants of the Kunlun Sacred Academy," Long Ye said.

Long Ye did not quite understand Chen Yuan’s thinking. Reasonably speaking, he should be finding a place to lay low and waiting for this matter to blow over before appearing in public again, rather than taking the initiative to head to the Profound Iron Sect and walking straight into a trap.

However, although the Prefect appeared respectful and submissive, Lin Hao always felt there was something wrong. As for what exactly was wrong, he could not tell directly, but he could make a guess.

Hearing people discuss this, everyone eagerly participated, while simultaneously gazing at Xiao Yun’s back with envy and admiration.

Moreover, the items inside were not very presentable. Although these things were quite old and could technically be considered antiques, such low-grade antiques were essentially worthless.

"It’s fortunate you kept your guard up. I have completely destroyed the seal passage and repaired the seal. A fellow like that won’t be able to stir up any trouble," Master Feng said indifferently.

Chang Sheng fumbled aimlessly at the door, finally finding the keyhole after much difficulty, but he lacked the strength to turn the key. He collapsed in front of the door, his body limp and boneless, like a heap of rotting flesh.