Chapter 97: Nine Inner Disciples, Lecturing on the Dao

After the three of them finished kowtowing.

Looking at the Cause and Effect between himself and the three, which had grown clearer yet was still shrouded in some kind of fog, Chen Daoxuan's expression did not change.

The Primordial Spirit manifested by the Heaven-Shaking Earth-Shattering technique turned its gaze toward Peak One Hundred and Eight and spoke to a mid Divine Transformation cultivator who looked like a middle-aged man:

"Taojiang, are you willing to become my inner disciple?"

"Greetings, Master!"

Faced with Chen Daoxuan's inquiry, Taojiang agreed without a moment's hesitation.

The Chen clan was indeed powerful, firmly holding a place in the top five or even top three of the Noble House Alliance, and he was in no position to represent the Mu clan in provoking them.

But… why did he have to do this? He had originally just wanted to burn off some hormones in his body; once released, it would have been over.

I can finally understand why, after the urine test report came out saying Chen Xiaoyu had taken drugs, Fu Shaochuan's expression relaxed — he seemed to have set down the worry in his heart. The reason might also lie in this.

Because it was a newly developed district, the environment here was quite nice, and the level of greenery was also very high.

Liu Ming couldn't help but be stunned. Damn it, even Li Jinming had been cowed by him — why was this Ren Hengjian still hopping about?

On the thin, long face, only skin remained wrapped around bone, as if there were no flesh or blood left at all.

Gu Zheng? My mind turned over this name, but I truly could not recall who this person called Gu Zheng actually was.

The red-banded snake had been staring at her the whole time; its cold eyes had turned emerald green, and it suddenly blew a breath straight at her face.

At this moment, the energies of Wang Jinbiao and the disciples of Bright Moon Gate had converged together; they should possess the strength of a mid Great Martial Master, which explained why the other side said they could slay an early Great Martial Master cultivator.

However, the fact that Princess Huaixiang could even forge an imperial edict showed that she had a fairly good understanding of the organization called "Ye Ming"; otherwise she would never have thought of this idea. Moreover, Princess Huaixiang also knew that although this thing was effective when brought out, it would also bring endless trouble, so she held it back until the very end when there was no other choice before producing it.

The Fish-man slammed a fist onto the energy barrier; the barrier shook and twisted violently. Although the force could not penetrate the energy barrier, the Fish-man's strength was simply too ferocious, and it still smashed the energy barrier inward.

Seeing that no one had any objections, the two Grand Elders smiled in satisfaction, then turned their heads and laughed toward Ji Dong, who stood to one side.

CM Punk lay in the center of the ring, Jeff Hardy walked toward the corner post, and the audience, seeing this scene, grew wildly excited — this was the prelude to finishing the match with a Moonsault.

If Li Tianze loses the World Heavyweight Championship in Match 4, then the main event will be the E Championship title match; if Li Tianze successfully defends the World Heavyweight Championship, Match 8 will be the Double Championship match.

On Red City's side, because he had been assigned the most critical central manufacturing, nearly a hundred mechanics worked day and night, and finally completed this project a year later.

After withdrawing from the Tower of Glory, Ji Dong called out a greeting to Old Li, who was 'fast asleep,' and prepared to leave.

"What's going on?" Yueshuang had finally seen off everyone, and was so busy she was drenched in sweat; Uncle Qi beside her also had hands that kept trembling.

The people of the Forgotten Zone carried hatred, looking as if they feared no death, and collided head-on with the Three Great Clans of the East City. Blood splattered; they used human lives to fill the gaps, trading life for life. They had been oppressed for far too long, and hated the Three Great Clans of the East City to the bone. The power of hatred made them fight ever more fiercely.

After a month apart, he didn't care whether Lin Sheng had eaten well, drunk well, rested well, or whether his health was good — he only cared whether he had contracted a powerful demonic beast. A grandfather like this would be better off without.

The surroundings seemed, in this brief span of time, to have come to a complete standstill — very quiet, very quiet, even the air seemed to have frozen solid, so silent it was "terrifying."

In fact, the moment he saw Yunxuan activate his Qilin Eye, Yun Huo's heart had already despaired. As an elder of the Ancient Tomb Sect, he knew very well how terrifying the Qilin Eye was — that kind of power was simply too horrifying.