Volume 1, Chapter 39: He Was the One Who Killed Him

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“There—the master of that household halfway up the mountain. His name is Li Chen.”

Zhou San’er pointed upward.

The one-armed man turned to glance at the old man. The old man’s eyes hardened. “What are you looking at? Come with me up the mountain. We’ll get to the bottom of this!”

“Thanks, young man.”

The one-armed man’s expression darkened. Only then did he nod at Zhou San’er, turn his horse around, and ride up the mountain with the old man.

“Let’s see how long you can keep acting so arrogantly. When the injured party comes knocking, you’ll have a hard time of it.”

A sinister smile crept across Zhou San’er’s face. With his hands tucked into his sleeves, he sauntered after them to watch the spectacle.

At that moment, using the daylight outside, Li Chen was carrying some tools into the courtyard and was in the middle of...

Gu Jiujiao had hesitated outside for a long while, wanting to step inside, yet shrinking back every time.

“Pleased to meet you.”

Hua Jitian extended his hand. Oda Ryoko paused, glanced at Hattori Tamano Mai, then reached out and gave Hua Jitian’s hand a light shake.

Du Heng’s voice was calm and his speech slow, each word reaching my ears with perfect clarity. Listening to him, I felt as though a great drum were pounding inside my chest.

Just as I had managed to summon a little drowsiness and closed my eyes, my phone suddenly rang. I was so startled that my heart nearly stopped. When I answered, I discovered it was a call from Gu Qinzhai.

“You want me to stop now? Where was that concern when you kicked me just now?” He smiled as he applied force, easily pinning both my hands above my own head.

Daoist Xiao and his disciple had been traveling with the Emperor of Great Song. Because of the snow, the roads were difficult, and they had been delayed for several days. After finally reaching Xiyun County, they were held up again by heavy snowfall and ended up staying there for several more days.

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At the foot of the steps, more than a dozen Song soldiers guarded several dozen warhorses and carriages. The men and horses were so cold that they could barely stop shivering. The soldiers built several bonfires in the snow and brought the warhorses around them. Only after warming themselves by the flames did they improve somewhat.

I flung his arm aside and scrambled to my feet. Looking around, I realized that I had actually been sleeping on a bed, though only on one corner of it.

Rubbing my aching head, I half reclined on the bed and began reading through the materials.

In an instant, a vast forbidden talisman formation, seemingly even greater than the one arranged by Boss Shi, was established.

When all was said and done, at most he could be accused of peeking at his senior sister while she bathed and framing her.

“Jiutian Jiao, I really do dare.”

She spoke very softly, yet that faint voice struck Jiutian Jiao’s heart like a heavy hammer.

He did not seem to have left any leverage in Wang Hai’s hands recently. Could Wang Hai be planning to reveal what had happened that night, when he had pushed him off the cliff? But exposing it would bring Wang Hai no benefit whatsoever. On the contrary, it would greatly benefit Su Yiming.

For those who had entered the Profound Heaven Academy—people who had previously been regarded as prodigies among the great sects and aristocratic clans—this development was something they simply could not comprehend.

This discovery at the border of the Divine Melody Kingdom once again allowed Li Qing to sense the scent of conspiracy.

What did Xiao Yulin mean by saying that in public? Was he saying that he had been forced by circumstances to take Zhang Ruliu as a secondary consort? That was indeed the truth. But was it appropriate for Xiao Yulin to say such a thing in front of so many people?

After all, once they emerged from the Huoguobo Gobi, they would have to face the world-famous Twenty-Seven Winding Passes of Cangzhou. As the gateway to all those passes, Bright Capital possessed truly vital strategic significance.

According to his understanding, several qi-refining experts must have arrived. By circulating the true qi within their bodies and wrapping it around their weapons, they could make those weapons cut through iron as easily as mud.

Not long afterward, she called Huo Siqi back. After explaining that she had no time, she left Huo Siqi somewhat disappointed as well.

In this age of the internet, everyone had cast the old truth—“Hearing is false; seeing is believing”—to the back of their minds.

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Long Yi and Feng Yuxiu were the first to adapt to the attacks of the Nirvana-realm expert. One after another, the others gradually adjusted as well. Although they still could not kill their opponent, at least they were no longer completely helpless and could fight back.

When the club members heard Fu Yongshan’s rebuke, they fell silent. Then, one by one, they glared viciously at Tang Feng, wishing they could rush over at once and cut him into a thousand pieces.

For now, however, he still could not return. In the Netherworld there was a barrier capable of devouring his soul, and it seemed that those “things from the abyss” had created a powerful law. It was a law that even he, the ruler of the Netherworld, could not overcome. The moment he returned to the Netherworld, his soul would be absorbed until nothing remained.

Song Yiren hurriedly smiled. By now, she completely trusted Tang Feng. Even if Tang Feng told her that her illness was severe, his presence gave her an inexplicable sense of peace.

Li Huanhuan nodded indifferently, then glared at Lin Yi. She finally realized that she had been indulging in wishful thinking. This fellow truly had not been kind enough to arrange for her to attend school.

“What?”

Tie Zheng was genuinely stunned. Yang Gang had already entered the Origin-Returning Realm and could be considered one of the powerful experts in the Dragonheart Empire. How could such an accident have occurred?

A delicate cry came from the carriage, but Tang Feng paid it no heed. He merely raised one foot slightly and darted to the side.

The White-Horned Wolf Emperor was equally terrifying. His white bones had been refined through a special secret method after absorbing the remains of hundreds of thousands of corpses, and they exuded a dense aura of death.

“Dinner’s ready. Come out and eat!”

It was still the first mate speaking, but his tone was clearly not as pleasant as it had been during the day. Presumably, he no longer felt there was any need to keep being polite.

After speaking with the Calamity King, she decided to release her. He even intended to “assist” her once again—not by making her stop breathing this time, but by helping that breath continue.

The Cloud Thieving Dragon led the dragon-beast demons in pursuing the messenger pigeons for half a day, eventually killing every last one of them. Only after returning to the Ghost Thieving Dragon did he realize that he had been deceived. All the captured messenger pigeons had been transformations of the Dragon Salamander Great Sage. They had never delivered any information, while the real Dragon Salamander Great Sage had vanished without a trace.

Gu Luo was startled. Although he had never personally witnessed the deeds of demonic practitioners, every description of them in the collected records was written in a sinister and terrifying tone.