Chapter 190

Ten days later.

【Ding! The Liangyu Ranking Season has concluded. The list of ranked cultivators is out:】

【1. Zheng Yulong (Wenda Academy)】

【2. Liao Peng (Hundred Flowers Valley)】

【3. Ye Mingzhi (Hui Ling Academy)】

【4. Cangshan Jing (Wuji Academy)】

【……】

【198. Chu Wange (Qingshan Sect)】

【……】

【298. Lin Mo (Qingshan Sect)】

……

After speaking, he slammed his fist hard on the armrest, cracking the hard wood with several fissures.

He slapped his own face again and again, pleading desperately for Dongfang Shuo's mercy.

"Gao Lang, sometimes I really doubt your ability. You built the obscure Gao Corporation into a powerhouse, yet now your crisis management seems utterly useless," Wu Wei said.

Though plum blossoms were beautiful, it was deep winter, and the temperature dropped further by afternoon. Worried Xia Lian might catch a chill, Qin Dong suggested leaving after half an hour.

He roared in fury, frantically urging the Supreme Immortal Maiden to surround Zhu Guixuan. At that moment, the old man seized the opportunity of his injury, sidestepping him entirely and charging straight at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan clearly knew this, precisely because he knew it, he had no trick. He was the one mocked in his heart. Some elders in Nantong were ungrateful; they wanted to destroy Old Liu by shameful means. Besides, the use of color was natural.

Liu Cheng'an's eyes ran deep; his thoughts stirred. His Sacred Stele was restructured to suppress the Six Directions and Eight Famine.

One or two had their sleeves torn clean off their arms, wounds stretching from shoulder to elbow, blood gushing out as they cried out in agony.

Unless it was an ingredient whose flavor was inherently excellent—but such things were also very expensive.

Su Ye went to Tianma Group to discuss land matters with Yu Xiayan, but Yu Xiayan was dismissive, refusing to engage him at all; in her view, the land was not worth buying.

Another guard, seeing this, found his weapon-hand unresponsive, though he wanted to scream.

Xiao Xuan had been able to form the Prison Heaven Array in the blink of an eye, partly due to his immense soul power, but mostly because he had secretly begun forming the array from the very start of battle—intending to complete it precisely at the moment of victory.

This indicated that, during this period, the number of departing spectators roughly equaled the number of incoming ones.

The death of Chuan Wushuang was an irreplaceable loss for them; they must swallow the other two families.

Meanwhile, the two middle-aged men nearby quietly activated their battle qi; should the situation turn unfavorable, they would strike immediately.

"Look, he's gone! If he were Han Ge, wouldn't he react?" the male classmate frowned.

Watching Xiao Mingyuan's figure recede into the distance, Zhang Yi's eyes flickered with an extremely subtle glint. Long after Xiao Mingyuan vanished completely, Zhang Yi clenched and then released his palm—a bird of light coalesced.

"I can't produce this much right now, but if you give me more time, I'll definitely get everything for you," Xiao Xinghua said.

Light surged again, like a divine sword in Heaven's hand, slicing through all four F-22 fighters in less than a breath.

When the Zhong family pledged allegiance to the Yama Realm, they reached an agreement: no Yama emissaries were permitted inside the Zhong family estate; any business must be conducted at one of the three great mountains encircling the estate.

Liu Jun hurriedly said: "Prince Zhao's campaign against Southern Liang secured Jiao Province and crushed all rebellious states—he has earned great merit. Yet upon returning to the capital, no one came to greet him. Prince Zhao must be furious."