49 The Cursed King (Part Ten)

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Clutching such doubts, Jiang Yu continued forward. He believed he was moving in a straight line, yet from a bird’s-eye view over the Northern Territory, one could see his footprints circling the altar again and again.

Along the entire row stood identical spearmen, their long spears held uniformly at the same height without a hint of discrepancy. Aside from differences in height, physique, and appearance, one could almost feel that they had long merged into a single entity, formed from countless distinct individuals.

Xue Yong? Could he be the Blood Courage Marquis? Could it be that Old Zhu was truly fortunate this time, having encountered a titled hero who even offered him guidance in martial arts?

Old Zhu’s question arose because he had seen the enforcers of the Enlightenment Assembly wield the time-reversal technique, believing that most enlightened demon cultivators would have mastered it.

Jiang Yu watched this scene with silent admiration, deeply convinced that his governance was skillful—within a short time, he had earned their complete trust and allegiance, something not everyone could achieve.

However, this might be superficial; Fang Yi did not believe that the Dragon Group, the most secretive organization in China, would err in matters of discipline.

Su Yue understood that Liu Yong was testing his skill. After all, no matter how formidable someone is, they must be proven in reality.

Old Zhu, whose divine consciousness was mostly engrossed in manipulating the Gray-White Mountains within the Taiwei Cave Heaven, was caught off guard and struck directly by a withered black hand.

Old Zhu steadied his mind and calmly withdrew, only relaxing his vigilance after putting considerable distance between himself and the Extensive Knowledge Pavilion.

The collision of the two forces warped the surrounding space violently, canceling each other out. Yet, at this moment, the beauty’s eyes remained fixed unwaveringly on Ye Chen.

He Xi hurriedly looked around for Li Qilin but found no trace after scanning the area.

Yet, Ye Yang’s choice surprised many—right behind a disciple of the Cloud Sea Sect who had openly provoked him, Ye Yang’s afterimage appeared briefly before vanishing from sight.

Ling Yili was a lazy man; Nan Yu had been busy for quite some time while he sluggishly got out of bed.

After returning home yesterday, he had intended to ponder the matter, but due to Leyi’s affairs, he had long set the engagement aside.

That tall and sturdy man had felled a mid-stage first-rank ferocious beast, the “Blue-Eyed Demon Wolf,” with a single punch—a beast comparable to humanoid monsters.

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Therefore, within the arena’s space, the sword Ye Yang swung to cleave the heavens, though capable of instantly annihilating any Xuan Yin cultivator, still did not employ the half-step Supreme Mysterious power.

Xiu Rui finished speaking and stepped out first, followed by Yan Song and Miao Yun, with Yan Sheng bringing Mo Qingyuan along behind.

“Deputy Director Gu…” Qin Kai was well aware of Ying Feifan’s strength. Given that Xia Hongyun and others were no match for Ying Feifan, a reckless frontal assault would only cause more innocent casualties.

She truly did not understand how he could shamelessly say such things—needing the Imperial Capital Military District’s help just to suppress a dangerous drug dealer.

“If you can’t see through it, then don’t bother; Sister Ling, tell me, do you want to solve the club’s supply problem once and for all?” Qin Kai smiled and asked.

“If you don’t break up with Xia Zechen, I will never go back!” Ji Linghan shouted into the phone before hanging up.

“That’s acceptable. I didn’t expect you to come up with such a romantic name,” Bai Li Piaoxue was the first to agree.

Wen Rui listened to her mother’s words, her eyes stinging heavily, her heart aching more and more. This was the first time her mother had spoken such reasoning; the year she brought Liang Yuanchao home, she had said nothing. Now, with her eyes reddening, Wen Rui looked at her mother and nodded through tears.

“Fool, I’m doing well now.” Ji Lingfei pinched Ji Linghan’s cheeks gently, and the two sisters fell silent.

Seeing the three no longer paying attention to her, she cast her gaze upward, only to catch a glance from a pair of gray eyes, causing her to cry out in surprise again.

Ji Lingfei quickly covered her neck and stood up, heading toward the restroom. Behind her came Meng Yuan’s laughter. Ji Lingfei checked the restroom, found it empty, then loosened her long hair. Several marks on her neck bore the traces of Xia Zechen’s “outrage” from last night. No matter how long her hair was, a simple turn of the neck revealed the truth.

Suddenly, a furious roar exploded on the horizon. A massive figure blotting out the sky and sun flew in from afar, exuding a brutal and fierce aura that caused everyone’s faces to change drastically.

Eventually, Ji Linghan calmed herself, leaning against the wall, watching her sister Ji Lingfei roll up Xia Zechen’s sleeve, revealing a long red mark on her arm. Ji Linghan was shocked—she had lost control of her strength. If that stick had hit Ji Lingfei’s body… chills ran down her spine.

“Apologize, or die!” The elder entered, his gaze cold and unyielding, showing no mercy.

The Ye clan leader had not been dead for long. His corpse was still being used by the Ye clan, likely kept in a deeper location.

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Mo Xuanyu looked at the reply in surprise. She had clearly said “if,” yet he had already told her to wait for him tomorrow.

An inhuman voice erupted from Ao Jie’s throat, like a beast’s low growl, filling the entire laboratory with violent energy.

The two faced each other tensely as Dan Qin entered carrying food. Sensing the strange atmosphere in the room, she was unfazed.

Even the mighty fade away; such is the way of the world. Yet those who have made great contributions to humanity are never forgotten—they are engraved in memory.

Whether it was a hallucination or not, when Zhao Yishan stepped into the cave, his vision suddenly darkened.

A formidable peak Foundation Establishment cultivator exerted pressure on the other, but it was ineffective; instead, the other suppressed him.

Then Lu Zheng took up a porcelain bottle again and poured out a pill as white and pure as clouds.

Thinking this through, Chu Yunyuan glanced at Wu Jiang crouching nearby, knowing that if Wu Ya was defeated, Wu Jiang and the team would rush in—a perfect moment to mediate.

It felt as if immersed in a dream, deeply involved, then suddenly awakened, leaving one dazed and unable to distinguish dream from reality.

“Shoes are to be placed uniformly in the shoe cabinet; change into dance shoes before entering,” Teacher Luo calmly instructed.

“Tian Yi, you…” Qingxin and the others stared at Tian Yi in horror, disbelief filling their round eyes. Before He Hong could react, Tian Yi had already teleported away from Baili.

“Wow… Big brother, I’m so happy, truly happy. I won’t be sad anymore, won’t be heartbroken over those unworthy,” Shangguan Lingyou’s tears sparkled brightly in her eyes, flowing continuously, yet her smile was genuine, radiant, and beautiful.