Volume One, Chapter 22: Hidden Dangers

That makes sense; they come from the Great Tang in the East, so it is only natural they would be unfamiliar with the Path of Nirvana, given the vast distance.

Eighteen streams of light surged forward, weaving together into a massive, inescapable net of energy, cast with the sole intent of preventing Zhou Luo from escaping.

Afterward, he set up a formation in his third-floor cultivation room and focused entirely on his practice, never leaving the room except for their sessions of dual cultivation.

She and Yun Shiyue were merely living together as partners, yet he had spent so much silver to host a grand feast; it was clear he was genuinely invested in the matter.

Yu Xiyao was quite surprised that Zhou Yuyu had been suddenly dismissed; she had one less competitor to worry about, though she had never truly regarded a fool like Zhou Yuyu as a threat.

As Father Xue spoke, he rose to leave, pulling Mother Xue and Xue Qingfang up with him.

Perhaps feeling guilty about constantly arriving empty-handed, Yao Wu began bringing spiritual food to their home during mealtimes.

Zhou Yi'an leaped up onto the stone lotus platform, peered into the center of the petals, and wore an expression of astonishment.

At that moment, Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu had just been summoned by the inspection team to undergo labor reform.

I could not accept the tragic news. By the time I regained my senses, the bedding in front of me was already empty; Jiang Nian had slipped away.

With that, the miniature Golden-Winged Great Peng turned and flew off without hesitation, transforming into a streak of golden light that vanished into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

"Not for now. The evil intent of the demonic energy is too powerful; if I undergo full demonic armor transformation, I won't be able to suppress it," Yan Kai shook his head.

Clad in battle armor, his body felt truly substantial. A savage grin spread across Yuan Qingmu’s face—a feeling he had not experienced in a long time. Power surged through his body, making him feel as though the entire world belonged to him alone.

Wang Wu looked at Zhang Yi’s sincere expression and stepped forward, ready to agree and swear brotherhood, but he was unexpectedly blocked by his younger brother, Wang Ru.

However, the immortal sword spewed by the yellow-skinned gourd was even more terrifying, especially with Qin Feng himself merging into it, doubling the power of the blade.

Just as Sima Qian listened to his fellow disciples’ explanations, several quick-witted students ran over to Wang Ling’s side to pledge their allegiance.

Seeing this, Senior Sister Chen Xiyan’s expression shifted, and she quickly channeled her internal energy into her palms, striking out with a blow.

Ren Feifan and Ye Qingcheng remained entangled for a long while, like parched earth finally receiving a timely rain.

Of course, Yellow Badger was only thinking about it for now; he did not yet have the resolve to attempt it. The barrier of mist had been created by the Green Bull Saint Ancestor with immense effort specifically to isolate the Heavenly Dao. Could his own breath-concealment technique truly compare to that barrier?

The centipede’s slaughter continued unabated. He Qingxiu wondered, since so many ghosts had gathered here, why not use his magic to let these victims take their own revenge?

Keke found the two people on the rooftop who had fallen silent to be very strange. Unable to find a way to speak with Bing Yuye, she had no choice but to return to the classroom first.

"If you don't speak, I won't leave! If you try anything else, I'll scream!" I opened my mouth wide, feigning a shout.

It was as if all the physical laws of the Earthly world had been shattered; the universe would likewise collapse, for those laws were the foundation of existence.

"Are you going to kill me?" Qian Yuluo asked with a smile, showing no awareness of the impending threat.

Su Li’s room, in particular, was kept so clean and tidy that it looked as if no one had ever lived there.

Feeling that there was nothing left to watch, Lin Yingbin switched to a news channel and resumed his workout.

"Who are you? Is it your place to speak here?" Qian Yuluo cast a cold glance, and Ye Yinzhen instantly fell silent.

He gripped the smile of Pei Yao and slowly lowered his head, his eyes gradually suffusing with blood, turning a deep, scarlet red, while arcs of chaotic heavenly lightning flickered across his body.

Liu Xu realized that Zhao Yan was truly unscrupulous, but he was helpless to change it; yet, letting go was not an option.

He should have known better than to act as he did back then. If Nie Shengyuan had treated him with respect and discussed business professionally, Shi Yanhu might have given him face and helped his company reach new heights. Unfortunately, he had chosen a path of arrogance, and now that he had suffered the consequences, he wanted to turn back—but in this world, there are no such easy second chances.

Therefore, tonight, the candle in the courtyard must be kept lit at all costs. Although this was a test for Jiusou, I believed that this time, he would surely be able to guard the flame safely.

Yang Huan walked as if on thin ice, finally reaching the premium private room. He knocked gently on the closed door, which opened from within, and the guests at the table all turned to look at him.

To be honest, if not for Qing Ming leading the way, I might have truly lost my way. As I walked, I somehow felt whispers echoing behind me.

Upon hearing her, Ye You-ran did not say anything more, instead looking out the car window with a dazed expression.

The vengeful spirits attempted to attack him, but they moved with sluggish speed, appearing as though they intended to engage him in close-quarters combat.

The moment the two stepped into the venue, they immediately drew everyone's attention. People turned to look at them, and at that single glance, the smiles on their faces grew even brighter.

"Don't worry, Xiang'er. As for that Duan Ruxia, rest assured, Cousin will handle her for you!" Cold light flashed in Zhao Lin’s eyes, his tone low. Duan Xiang lowered her head, smiling as she tugged at Zhao Lin’s sleeve, whispering something into his ear. After a moment, the two exchanged a satisfied look and smiled.

Qin Yi let out a cold snort. The force of the seawater’s impact was perfectly calibrated to the absolute limit of what his body could withstand. It was excruciatingly painful—not just on the surface, but from the inside out; every spot struck by the water burned with agony.

"Do you not like the shad or the Songjiang perch? You used to love eating them..." He had just turned the doorknob and spoken into the room, but he stopped mid-sentence.

"There is no need for the police to intervene for now. Just go through the motions of an investigation; you don't need to worry about anything else," Ou Zening said, shaking his head.

At that moment, Manchester United still held a two-goal lead. In Ferguson’s view, this was a relatively safe score.

Fu Shuyun stammered. Ordinarily, she did not fear the old master, but having seen him build such a massive family fortune through years of hardship, she felt a deep, instinctive dread whenever he put on his stern, authoritative face.