Chapter 117

The Black Bear King could not believe it, and the Yellow Dog King could not believe it either: “Did you also kill Elder Bi’ang?”

Daoist Master Yan Song seized the opportunity to say, “He intended to perform a blood sacrifice of three thousand people to break through his realm, and we slew him at Moonbay in Wuhe County. The second son of that Black Bear tried to massacre a village beneath Cui Luo Mountain—we wiped them out too.”

“The White Wolf King is dead. The Black Bear King awaits execution.” Daoist Master Yan Song encircled the Yellow Dog King with Taiyi Windfire, his long sword tapping rapidly, “In truth, you too carry malevolent qi.”

I originally thought three days ahead was more than enough time, but once actual training began, I realized the time was far from sufficient as I had imagined.

“Not really,” Wei Nuona shook her head. “The Elder Division’s Summoner battle seems to take a few more days to finish. There’s nothing for me there, so I came back early.”

“Is it worth it? Is it worth it for such a me?” As Jian Ning spoke, the hands that had been pushing Peng Cheng away slowly tightened, gripping his clothes.

Zhuo Lin’s still-damp cheeks were instantly flooded with fresh tears. Zhang Tianyang collapsed straight to the ground.

In truth, he had no idea how to pass the second test—he hadn’t prepared any so-called forging materials at all. Even if he tried to cheat like Jeff of the Hawk Family, he couldn’t find anything as rare as a Sleepfire Lotus.

At first, I assumed Dahuang’s strength was similar to mine—since we were the same age, I thought our cultivation bases should be equal. But when I realized I couldn’t discern his true strength, I finally understood his ability surpassed mine.

After driving away the middle-aged man, Jing Jian prepared to leave. A glasses-wearing man at the door raised his cup in salute to Jing Jian but showed no intention of approaching to speak.

Yet only Jian Ning knew that when Gu Jingchen wrapped his arm around her waist, he pinched her teasingly, his fingers restlessly stroking through the thin fabric of her robe—how kind a teacher he was to his student, so kind he even visited her bed.

Later, Xue’er went to find Uncle Liu. Upon hearing the situation, he immediately sent her back, instructing her to keep constant watch, even though she had already taken effective measures. These measures could only delay the outbreak of Youluo’s beast nature, not eliminate it entirely.

But when the Third Elder spoke, whether his words made sense or not, he immediately slapped on a hat—his intent was clear: if you so much as harm a single hair of my Nangong Aotian, I will not let you off lightly.

Zhongli Shuo couldn’t help but feel puzzled, but now there was no time to speculate. What mattered most was how to resolve the immediate crisis and prevent his father, the Emperor, from believing the Empress’s words and appointing the Crown Prince as regent.

As the formation activated, Fan Xiaodong hurriedly mobilized the spiritual energy within his body, re-concentrating the demonic qi cultivated through the Yin Demon Devouring Spirit Technique onto the Yin Demon Pearl lodged in his heart.

“We respectfully see off the Crown Prince.” The Crown Prince continued chuckling, waving his hand toward Zhongli Shuo as he walked toward the door.

Liu Wanruo ran over barefoot—she must have been worried about Ye Fan’s condition. Ling Qiuyun felt pity for her.

“I dare not sully the Emperor’s eyes. I shall take my leave immediately.” Yang Jiaojian kowtowed, retreated backward on his knees several steps, then rose and departed.

“Huh—it’s you!” Ye Fan was surprised to see Dongfang Ziqing seated beside Wang Wen.

Lei Feng, lunging forward, was startled by the beam of light before him—he sensed mortal danger from it, a premonition unique to the powerful.

What they said, no one knew. But after Su Dong finished speaking, Shanghai Ma Chao stopped cursing those fools from last night who had no sense of propriety.

“Crack—” The next moment, the surrounding air abruptly stilled, then exploded with a deafening roar. The steps emitted golden light, upon which appeared a vast landscape painting spanning a thousand li, radiating overwhelming majesty.