Chapter 300: Feng Shui Treasure Land! A Paradise Beyond the World! (Requesting Monthly Votes)

A good cave dwelling is a good place for cultivation.

For cultivators, it is naturally crucial.

Modern cultivators fare better; Qi Refiners can even build soundproof rooms in schools or at home.

Ancient cultivators struggled to find a quiet place for cultivation and had to spend vast amounts of spirit stones to set up arrays.

They had to not only block out noisy sounds but also remain ever-vigilant against beast beasts or other cultivators seeking to seize their cultivation spot.

"Then I won't disturb Master Qin! We still have to attend the banquet!" Feng said to Qin Qi.

As she pondered, Qin Lie moved. He extended two fingers as a sword and slashed lightly through the empty air before him—the path of his finger-sword was ineffably beautiful, scattering a layer of black shadows within ten zhang around him.

The Second Prince had already dressed anew and stepped forward with a smile, looking utterly unlike his usual self.

Ye Qing sat down calmly beside him. He seemed to possess an innate aura that naturally made him the center of any discussion, guiding everyone to follow his train of thought. He briefly recounted Lu Yu's hypothesis, then added his own opinion.

"I've had enough of you, Yang Xue'er. You think you're better than me at everything, sometimes treating me like nothing more than your boyfriend—sometimes I'm even less than your friend. All you think about are your noble friends!" Situ Lei said bitterly.

Everyone had stopped walking; at the girl's words, they held their breath and listened intently. In the darkness, the hissing sound grew clearer, accompanied by a rasping, sandpaper-like scraping noise slowly approaching from all directions.

Once the Divine-Slaying Needle technique is unleashed, if it fails to defeat the opponent, Qin Lie will lose his ability to resist.

Yet Tao Junlan's remark left her unable to say more. She couldn't just say she wanted Li Ye to go over.

He was certain he had never seen this vulgar, fat man. Whoever had seen him would never forget him.

Life is like this: quiet and ordinary, falling in love, working when you must, studying when you must—everything seems to return to normal.

Ye Nan took off Jin Sheng's outer robe and put it on, then returned to Wei Long's side. Seeing Wei Long unconscious, his arm severed, Ye Nan's face darkened instantly.

"Damn! Damn! Just a few steps away from killing Zuo Ci!" Lu Bu thought furiously. In the end, they had still been one move too slow.

She had just expended all her demonic power to cast the Nine Lives Soul-Seizing Melody, yet Ye Nan still showed no reaction.

One mother finished speaking and suddenly collapsed, her body tilting as if to fall to the ground; fortunately, the person beside her caught her and the glass bottle, or the bottle would have shattered and been impossible to retrieve.

"Ye Nan." Ye Nan rotated his wrist, wondering how such a bulky man with gold teeth could be weaker than the demon races he'd encountered before.

Afterward, the scene before him collapsed again; the sunset had truly become "sunset"—the fiery orb drew closer and closer to this place.

Jiang Jue pressed his advantage, clearly determined to extract something, no matter what.

The array's glow surrounding Ruixi gradually dimmed with each successive tribulation lightning strike.

The entire court was stunned, and many began to suspect the Lu family's involvement, which explained the Demon Emperor's actions.

She was the one who provoked and insulted, yet from her mouth it sounded as if she were the one in the wrong.

After several exchanges, Ye Gangrou still hadn't advanced a single step. Seeing the increasing attacks on Zhou Yan not far away, Ye Gangrou grew anxious. He poured all his spiritual power into the Spirit Sword and swept out a blade aura toward the two.