Volume 1, Chapter 24: I Will Not Give It to Anyone

Zhou Shi disagreed. "Don't do it; if you upset the old matriarch, you will have even less of a chance at getting that jade tablet."

Below, the commoners and the aristocratic clans had long since vanished, leaving only a handful of powerful figures standing in the private boxes, watching the grand battle.

The sound of a horn from the car behind him brought Bai Jue back to his senses, and he hurriedly started the engine, careful not to block the path of others.

"Triple Profound Frost?" I raised an eyebrow, surprised that this stubborn bull actually practiced ice-based magic.

The person driving the carriage outside was the same as that day, though his attitude had improved significantly, entirely devoid of the angry glare from before.

With a flutter of robes, the white figure vanished into the night. Silence returned, yet the air remained subtly rippled.

These four spirit beasts—one with a phoenix head and owl body, one with a tiger head and leopard body, one with a dragon head and flood-dragon body, and one with a snake head and turtle body—were all carved from an unknown brown spirit stone. Each possessed a distinct expression, rendered with vivid, lifelike detail.

Ma Liuliang’s eyes flickered. He knew full well of Tang Ao’s methods; if even the chief disciple of the Snow God Sect could not withstand his interrogation, he certainly would not either. Thus, he had already resigned himself to death, hoping only that his loyal brothers would not throw away their lives in vain.

Wu Su tossed the meat out, and a dog rushed over to swallow it in one gulp. Everyone’s gaze fixed upon the animal. Before long, the dog began to whimper, then slowly collapsed to the ground, twitching a few times before falling still.

His body swayed slightly. Having withdrawn the star essence and opened his eyes, Tang Ao nearly lost his footing. The Lord of Thorn City, who had been watching him closely, immediately waved his hand. A verdant green light shot from his palm, catching Tang Ao and sinking into his body.

Mu Yi fled ahead, while the Soul Clan King behind him walked with the leisure of a stroll, as if merely toying with his prey.

Through the continuous refining of low-grade spirit pills and magical artifacts, he had further solidified his foundations and refined his craft to perfection.

However, as Mu Yi cast his gaze upon them, the two felt a sudden chill, as if disaster were imminent at any moment.

"Is that so? I don't believe in the existence of anything truly immortal in this world, unless it is a legendary immortal," Mu Yi said, not afraid to provoke the other party.

The old man clearly sensed the change in Huang Xuanling and nodded to himself, feeling quite satisfied with his performance.

Tuoba Lin, having just arrived at the edge of the ruined city with Lu Ling and another senior student, saw the bursts of light illuminating the center of the zone and asked with a puzzled expression.

But by the time he arrived, the drug traffickers had organized a counterattack. Several DTPH members were wounded in the fighting, and some were killed. It was only thanks to his timely reinforcements that the team did not suffer even greater losses.

Seeing this, Nezha let out a shout, and the two weapons in his hands flew out, intercepting Yang Jian’s weapon.

By the time Mother Liu had cleared away the leftovers and washed the dishes, it was nearly eleven o'clock at night.

Feeling that Aotian’s spatial domain and Dean Aige-Las’s domain seemed different, the Fengyue Academy instructor’s eyes betrayed a trace of confusion.

Even if others did not recognize it, Rong Qi understood the moment she laid eyes on it. The sword seemed even more dilapidated than when she first saw it. Recalling the sight of the broken blade tied to the horse’s rear, she could not help but laugh, wondering what kind of tricks the Second Young Master was up to now.

Liu Xing frowned slightly as he walked over and sat down across from his elder sister, with Yi Ruoxin smiling beside him.