Volume 1 Chapter 23: The Encounter

"Father, there is someone outside claiming to be the fiancé of your niece Qingcheng who wishes to see you."

"Quick, quick, bring him in at once."

Following this, Di Fuyu went out to welcome Duan Wuchen inside. As he walked into the room, Duan Wuchen looked around the environment with curiosity.

Duan Wuchen nodded and remarked with a sigh, "This is a place of excellent geomancy."

Di Huaicheng asked cautiously, "Might I ask, young friend, are you the highly esteemed disciple of the Old Celestial Master?"

Duan Wuchen nodded. "If the Old Celestial Master you speak of is that crotchety old man, then yes, that is I."

Hearing this, Di Huaicheng was overjoyed. He hurriedly stood up and took Duan Wuchen's hand. "Don't just stand there; come, come, sit beside me while I handle..."

Qin Qing had long been so hungry that her stomach was pressed against her spine. Seeing the food, she immediately pounced on it, devouring the meal without any regard for her image. Only after eating until she felt bloated did she push away her bowl and chopsticks, let out a satisfied burp, and lie down on the mat, declaring how comfortable she felt.

"Is this a Void Primordial Spirit?" Yang Qi recognized it at a glance. This person’s true primordial spirit was established within his own divine kingdom, which lay dormant behind him, faintly projecting an aura capable of swallowing the heavens and the earth.

The beauties filed in, serving delicacies to each guest. The envoy from Chu, however, had a very sour expression. He was originally the illegitimate son of the current King of Chu; though illegitimate, he was still a proper prince. Now, the people of Jin in the hall were smirking, which infuriated him.

"The matter of the Demon Kingdom is finally resolved; we shall take our leave." The masters and the others recited a Buddhist chant and departed together. Since the Demon Kingdom had been eradicated and the underground realm no longer existed, some of the secrets of the Tibetan region could now be consigned to oblivion.

Although Fatty Dong had already passed on to the afterlife, the memory of his voice and smile made the expression on Xiao Ruo's face soften, her clear eyes brimming with emotion as she stared fixedly at the man.

At this moment, the Marquis of Qi was reaching out to firmly support Lord Yixin, looking him up and down. His mung bean-sized eyes shone with a brilliant light, reflecting a look of obsessive delight.

The devouring ability of the Dragon Fang Blade surged frantically. At the wound, wisps of black silk were drawn into the blade, and the Demon Lord’s entire body turned deathly pale.

Her clear eyes remained filled with piteous pleading—what made it infuriating was that she was pleading for him not to come near.

Deep within the imperial palace of the Dragon Empire, all vitality converged onto one person’s body. At this very moment, his gaze concentrated and his spirit focused; through the spirit of the Second Demon General, Yang Qi saw that deep within one of the palace halls, many people were holding a grand assembly. Seated high upon the throne was the Emperor himself.

The Azure Dragon Guardian, the White Tiger Guardian, and the Vermilion Bird Guardian all tensed, gripping their weapons tightly. The Four Wind-Cloud Hands also wore grave expressions, remaining on high alert.

Three more years passed. The states of Han and Song continued to have friction and frequent disputes. After Liu Yueyue’s death, the common people were deeply sorrowful. Whenever the two countries were locked in intense conflict, they would recall how Liu Yueyue’s actions had once scared off the envoy from Song.

The man before him who called himself Yang Jichang was clearly a veteran in the game of love. Once Jun Li connected the events that had just occurred, there was nothing she did not understand, and she immediately sneered.

Lu Chenxi kept her head down, apologizing repeatedly while rubbing her nose, which had been bumped. How could this guy’s pectoral muscles be so well-developed? They were rock hard.

At this moment, the vacant pupils of Han Lai finally regained a glimmer of clarity. Lowering her head, she realized that the red light enveloping her was actually a koi fish.

Only Luo Qianwan, who happened to have seen him the day before, happened to appear at the filming location, and happened to save her, had left without saying a single word.

"Devil... you are simply a devil..." An officer-like figure, who appeared to have suffered minor injuries, spoke with a heavy voice.

By now, the ninety-nine water forts of Dongting considered Shangguan Yun a sworn brother. This time, he reached the Chongxiao Garden without much trouble. With Bai Cong'e dead and Zhong Xiang and Yang Yao away, Xia Cheng was in charge of the fort. The two of them brought incense, wax, and paper offerings to the grave of Bai Cong'e.

Shangguan Yun’s expression was extremely ugly. Today’s battle would inevitably result in countless casualties. Though he wished to resolve this grudge, he was powerless to do so, and he could not help but let out a long sigh.

Feeling the surging, violent power within his body, Ye Feng’s blood-red eyes shot out two beams of excited, bloodthirsty light, and he tilted his head back to let out a beast-like, soul-stirring roar.

Xiong Ti hurriedly handed over a basin of clear water. The Nine-Tailed Scorpion King placed her black palms into the water, and in an instant, the clear liquid turned into a basin of ink-black fluid.

Back then, for the sake of money from a wealthy second-generation heir, Xu Ying had actually drugged her drink, nearly causing her to lose her virginity.

As soon as the ninja’s voice appeared, several shuriken flew toward Lin Yi. A flash of golden light appeared before Lin Yi, and he caught all the shuriken firmly in his hand.

"Teacher?" Although Lei Shengxue was somewhat worried about the Red Scale family’s impending retaliation, the powerful self-confidence and strength displayed by Li Hai gave her a sense of peace, and she no longer dwelled on what had just happened.

"Could he have been eaten by the man-eating insects?" Fragment A muttered to himself in confusion, hacking away at the insects lunging at him once more.

Xiong Ti was awakened by a cool breeze. He sat up with a start, only to find that he was still sitting on the grass at the foot of the hillside, though the sun had already set and the sky was growing dark.

Old Bai’s explanation at the time was that cultivating within the stone wall would prevent any outside disturbance, which would help Li Hai consolidate the realm he had reached overnight—the peak of the Lower Martial Saint stage. However, from the shifty look in Old Bai’s eyes, Li Hai could tell that this was definitely not the true reason.

An hour slipped away while Li Hai focused his attention once more. Raising his head to stretch his limbs, he could not help but wipe his forehead, discovering that sweat, which had not appeared in a long time, was covering his brow.

Lin Yi followed Mother Zhang through several courtyards before entering a very exquisite private villa.

The prophecy stated: A red moon, the same color as the devil’s eyes. When the blood moon appears, the world shall descend into hell.

It was because the Fish Elder was like the queen bee of the Black Flood Dragon Fort, responsible only for mating and propagating the species; any of the young men in the tribe could potentially be his offspring.

Listening to Jing Muya’s non-stop chatter, Jiu Er saw stars, feeling dizzy and disoriented as the world spun around her.

Ye Xiao did not linger, leaving behind the words "overestimating one's capabilities" before swaggering off to follow the footsteps of Luan Qianjue and the other.

He invaded Yan and Dai, besieged Liu Bang at Baideng, forced the Han Dynasty to sue for peace, and even after Liu Bang’s death, he wrote to Empress Lü to propose marriage, thoroughly mocking her.

In less than three days, ten thousand men had gathered, and the momentum grew. Yu Yi selected soldiers day and night, sending them off to Xu Ai as soon as they were chosen.

They gathered in the distance, gazing out, speculating about who was so bold as to dare rob the things belonging to the Firmament Academy.

If the wandering corpse of Abe no Seimei only had memories and instinctive behaviors left, then Zhang Qian at this moment was a monster devoid even of memories, possessing only the urge for pure slaughter.