Chapter 103: The Mysterious Family

Beneath the setting sun, a troop of black-armored cavalry galloped in from the west. Half the sky was stained the color of blood, as if it were a sea of carnage flowing from their slaughter.

Wang Lie looked toward the mountain peak not far ahead, overjoyed. He lowered his mask and shouted to the men behind him, "Your Highness, look! Ahead is Jade Mountain! Ahead is Jade Mountain!"

"Jade Mountain is here, Your Highness, we..."

One was filled with tenderness, their eyes and brows brimming with smiles; the other was rigid, their expression etched with fury.

Unable to open the car door, Ouyang Jingyao searched around for something to use. Finally, she spotted a toolbox in the trunk, filled with automotive repair tools.

"In that case, we could launch a new promotion: exchange ten ordinary pills for one premium pill. I believe business will be even more booming," Master Li suggested.

Qingyang’s strength was enhanced through the Blood Burning Technique; his true cultivation was only at the sixth level of the Pulse Opening Realm. Even with the boost, he lacked the insight, combat experience, and proficiency required for higher-level techniques, so he could only be considered, at best, a ninth-level Pulse Opening practitioner.

The Progenitor Shitian waved his hand, a gale of inner energy pushing Jiang Yuan back several paces. With a surge of momentum, he unleashed his full strength to face the Thousand-Faced Soul-Killer.

"I’m sorry. What I said at the hospital—it wasn't my true intention," Qiao Yan said, a trace of guilt in his tone.

"Someone’s there!" At that moment, Zhang Tianyu suddenly whispered. The group immediately gave chase toward the exit of the mine.

"Oh my, what wind blew you here, old man?" Huo Shengxuan greeted him with a smile, stepping forward to help the elderly man sit on the sofa.

Chu Yunxiao was struck by two of Chi Shaozhou’s punches as soon as the fight began, putting him at a disadvantage in momentum. Chi Shaozhou seemed to have been driven mad with rage; every punch was aimed to kill, and his kicks were just as lethal. His legs whipped through the air like a gale, and Chu Yunxiao narrowly avoided being struck several times.

Six hundred and twenty spirit stones? Qingyang frowned. The price was quite steep—not that he couldn't afford it, but it was at least twenty to thirty percent higher than the market rate. For other Foundation Establishment cultivators, it would take years of living on nothing to save up that much.

The four lecherous men stepped out of the room, holding a tube-like object of unknown purpose, and crept toward the corridor on the right.

"It's a boy. Because of the premature birth, the baby only weighs four pounds. Moreover, due to the prolonged labor, the infant suffered from oxygen deprivation. He has been rushed to the neonatal intensive care unit!" The nurse’s words dealt Sun Huixian a devastating blow.

Fei Tianming arrived at the office early in the morning, only to be blocked at the door by the board of directors.

Chen Yi believed this, for if that being known as Xuan Ming had been able to refine the Demon Emperor, he wouldn't have allowed the Demon Emperor to escape into the Blood Fiend Stone.

"Brother... I... I didn't..." Wang Xuanwen only managed to stammer half a sentence before her head slowly drooped. Having brushed shoulders with death, she had fainted from fright, and the apple fragments on her head scattered to the ground.

The King of the Ghost Ships asked Xu Yaojian directly, "My lord, for an expert of my standing, is there any hope of resurrection?"

The Earth Mother noticed that even Jishi—a capable person she had held in high regard—had been "infected" after Ling Feng arrived, beginning to speak in such an irreverent manner.

The City Lord was furious. He slammed his table and stood up, looking at the arrogant Great Emperors gathered there. In his heart, he felt a sense of sorrow; these selfish creatures, even at such a critical time, were still so lacking in perspective. If Clear Wind City were breached, they would all die!

It was obvious without having to guess: this barbarian youth must have had feelings for Mi Shengnan. Naturally, when he saw her clutching my arm, he felt no goodwill toward me.

Shi Yan let out a cold shout and raised his Ten Thousand Blade Dragon Abyss sword. Facing the incoming strike, he did not retreat but advanced instead. After parrying the blow, he ignored his numb right hand, formed his left into a palm, and struck toward his opponent’s chest with a move from the Bagua Palm.