Chapter 288: Lin Mo

The news that Jiuzhou would hold a meeting had not spread among ordinary cultivators.

Conversely, it spread directly within the high circles of each sect in Jiuzhou.

"Lin Mo?"

Many high-ranking sect members, upon seeing that familiar name on the report, froze for a moment in stunned silence.

They certainly knew this rising star who had recently gained fame in the Grand Competition, yet they never imagined he had already

Today, Zheng Mangzhuang finally died, avenging Fu Hui—how could Fu Changsheng possibly hold back any longer?

With a deafening explosion, under the crushing fist of the Silver Dragon County King's massive arm, the earth-yellow defensive array of Dongsheng Island shattered violently, and the light of several other inner defensive arrays dimmed, on the verge of collapse.

But Xie An also knew that if he went himself, Zhang Lanzhi would likely not believe him.

He Lian Yue has been gone two months already; sometimes I ask myself, Xi Yang, do you miss him?

She walked toward her room, lost in thought; Bao Huan watched her slender figure, bit his lip, and realized—it truly wasn't a dream.

After roughly ten minutes, Yang Feifan's phone rang—the caller was Xia Ruoyue, who had entered the academy ten minutes earlier.

Don't even mention that—right now, I can't even control my own eyes, and I dare not return to the Yang World at all; if it reached that point, I'd go mad myself.

The divine sword behind him trembled; a flash of blade light pierced the air, its chilling aura terrifying, radiating a brutal and ferocious sword intent that made the cultivator's heart quake, sensing imminent doom.

Huang Mo Shuai broke the seal too hastily, poorly prepared, so his strength has never fully recovered—but he is different.

Although Pan Yuhong didn't think it a waste of energy, bloodline power had only one instinct: to transform those who possessed it; no one expected bloodline power to have its own thoughts to make decisions for them.

Guo Si grew suspicious and immediately complied. Guo Si's wife ordered a dog brought forth, fed it a bit of food from the food box—and as expected, the poor dog died instantly. Guo Si's face turned green. From then on, he began to suspect Li Jue.

All classmates stared at Tang Xiaoli; something strange happened—Tang Xiaoli's face twisted into an odd expression, squinting and grimacing as if in agony, then she spat out the burger she had just eaten.

Suddenly, Shangguan Lingxuan clapped her hand over her mouth, realizing she had let slip too much—but fortunately, only Han Shoucheng, Dongfang Zhi Jian, and Meng Yun had heard.

Diao Damao was bound at the ankles with ropes as thick as a thumb, then hung upside down from a steel beam, about three stories above ground; if Yang Bingquan slashed the rope with one stroke, he would plummet headfirst to the ground—there would be no chance of survival.

Xiao Han again assigned tasks to Hong Lao and the others; of course, their official duties would begin in three days—during these three days, Hong Lao and the rest needed to further familiarize themselves with the machinery and experimental equipment.

Because he sensed two spaces within the jade tablet: one was the familiar space, and the other seemed to contain a lawn.

At the gate, the grand carriage—Prince Wei Ran, Li Wei Ran—was escorted by many commoners as he boarded it, preparing to leave the Tianyan Dynasty.

When Lan Xin left, night had already fallen; Tang Tang struggled to stay awake, for if she fell asleep, she wouldn't know what Bai Mozi might do.

Of course, without Bai Zhuozi as her backup, she had no strength at all to oppose the Emperor.

Wang Shixian smiled as Catherine uttered a very authentic Hua Xia phrase.

Fang Quan estimated that, at his current cultivation pace, he would reach Foundation Establishment's peak in just two weeks, after which he could attempt to break through to Spirit Light Realm.