39 The Nine-Fold Sword

Having the Fatty Cat lead the way provided better security for the pair; after all, they were still in the outer regions of the Sunset Mountains, and the true dangers lay ahead.

The spectacle was eye-catching from afar and even more shocking up close. People living in the modern era had never seen such a scene of people kneeling, and they were taken aback. Ye Ningning, however, treated it as commonplace, her pace unhurried as she walked straight through the gate.

Yet, as he walked through Teitan High School, watching the high school students passing by, Conan’s thoughts remained uncontrollably turbulent.

As it happened, when the Ninth Prince was six years old, Dongfang Fengfei was also born. At that time, it was discovered that Dongfang Fengfei was a once-in-a-century genius.

Aoxue stepped forward, gently tiptoeing to kiss his cheek, but he dodged away.

"Nan Jinxuan..." Chu Yao called his name just as he was bowing to take his leave.

Well, Officer Otaki understood Wei well enough; the meaning of her words was very simple: she had no opinion on the matter, and even if she did, she wouldn’t say it under these circumstances.

"I have already sent the bodyguards on the ship to search for them," Satan said, his face full of helplessness. He had originally thought they were coming for a vacation, never expecting to run into such a situation.

Poor Ghost King Li, he probably had no idea that his ability to become this titular disciple was actually all thanks to me.

After half a month of intensive drilling, the men under Lin Chufeng’s command had begun to take shape. As an elite armored force with top-tier defense, the remainder of their training could be completed on the battlefield with real blades and steel.

Huo Bao was stunned, not expecting Meruem to be so proactive; this was a guy who wouldn't get out of bed unless there was something in it for him.

Although he admired and felt gratitude toward Guo Nu for being willing to sacrifice himself as a furnace, this did not mean he could remain calm and composed upon hearing that the Sword Master of Mount Shu had taken Guo Nu away.

Jiang Yun frowned deeply. Even the major imperial lands had begun to deploy their imperial weapons, which showed that the enemy was formidable indeed.

It turned out that the location where Chen Xin—or rather, where Yang Yi and the others were currently standing—held a hidden formation, and this formation was the key to the massive increase in strength Chen Xin had achieved within the Sacred Sect.

His skin was fair, he wore a beautiful three-strand beard and a crescent-white long robe, giving him the air of an immortal.

Upon clearly seeing the newcomer, a cry of surprise erupted from the Wu family pavilion. Immediately afterward, Wu Shanyue stepped out of the pavilion with a look of wild joy, quickly arrived before Yang Yi, and bowed deeply, his eyes shining with immense excitement.

Zhuge Chenxi was taken aback, then blushed. After being left speechless, she turned her head to look out the window, choosing to ignore Mr. Yuesheng altogether.

Wei Zhen truly did not want to involve Yang Yi in this matter. In his view, it had only been three years; even if Yang Yi had achieved some success, it was limited, let alone being able to contend with the Ye family.

However, the fairy showed no hostility, so Ye Long concluded that the fairy did not recognize him.

The name Han Bo was given to him by the Han family after he entered their household as an orphan. For Han Bo to say, "I have no name," was enough to clarify his stance.

Qu Ying, whose biological clock had hit its mark, spoke in a voice that grew lower and lower until she fell asleep. Ming Cong did not mind, simply stroking her back with his hand to help her sleep more soundly.

Shen An'en sneered. She wanted to try the same trick as last time? Yin Chenlang was so heartless; now that he knew you were a fake, would he still hold even a shred of mercy for you?

"I was slow with my morning grooming; I didn't expect Prince Guo Zhuangsi and the others to arrive so early!" Shen Yingqing was also panting.

She lived in the Prince Rui Mansion, throwing her weight around. When patients came seeking medical help, she had no sense of a healer's benevolence, specifically instructing the gatekeeper to announce the good-looking ones and leave the ugly ones to die.

"Then please leave; don't block the way." Hearing this, the gatekeeper withdrew his smile and looked away. He had seen too many guys like this, dressed in fancy clothes, trying to sneak into the auction. He used to feel disdain, but now the gatekeeper didn't want to waste time on such people; it was meaningless.

Looking at the appearance of the Jin soldiers, Wanyan Liang laughed triumphantly. He was happy to have found a way to motivate his troops; he naturally had money, and even if he didn't, he could conjure it up.

When Hu Bo led Xiaoxiao and those guards into the hotel, the owner and the employees who had rushed back stood in two rows at the entrance.

"What are you saying? We are colleagues now." Ivo shook his priest's robes smugly, deliberately provoking the other party.

The police officers had failed to capture the responsible party who had fled. In this era, when such things happened, one had to bear it themselves; cross-provincial pursuit was impossible. They had come to inform them so they could be prepared. Fearing that Lin Dachuan would worry upon hearing the news, Lin Baibai ran outside to talk.

"If that is truly the case, then Lin Chong thanks the Daoist." Hearing this, Lin Chong's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but bow to the ground.

Now that his state of mind had improved, his strength had surged, and his mastery of the sword had increased, reaching the middle stage of Foundation Establishment was within reach.

Seeing that he was about to down the full cup of wine in one gulp, Xia Yu hurriedly reached out to stop him, feeling a sense of chill beside her.

"What is Smith up to?" Mo Bing knew that Smith had reservations about her return, but such an open breach of contract was really against Smith's style of doing things.

Directly putting the Red Sky Phoenix into his storage ring, Li Yang, a Reincarnation Realm martial artist following Cheng Feng, said to Cheng Feng beside him: "Young Master Feng, the day is growing late; why don't we find an inn to stay for the night and set off tomorrow?"

Seeing Lu Jun’s aggressiveness, Cheng Feng said: "Lu Wei and I are together by mutual affection. Since you are unconvinced, then I shall fight."

"I've said it all; go." Xia Yu opened the door for him, standing with her back to the slender figure by the window, looking straight ahead to make herself appear heartless.

The last look Shi Xia exchanged with Yan Yue was one of indifferent coldness, as if he had never felt any affection for her at all.

"Then don't say it; I'll know sooner or later." Qiao Shushu got off him, burrowed into the quilt inside, and turned her back to him, not wanting to look at him.

Shi Xia took over the conversation, her light tea-colored eyes holding a faint mockery as she walked past her into the room without looking aside.

The dark shadow was ruthlessly struck by the energy orb, and a massive explosion rose before everyone's eyes. It all happened in just a few seconds; after the explosion, the smoke dissipated, and only then did everyone see who the shadow was.