Chapter 314: Half-step Golden Core

Ten Thousand Swords Tomb, thirtieth level.

"How many days has it been?"

"Three days. Looks like it'll take a few more."

"You've blocked all the arrays—how did you figure that out?"

"I guessed! Chu Wan'ge's attempt to breach the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb was meant to forge a Sword Golden Core. To ascend to the Golden Core realm, she'd need at least half a month—maybe one or two months, even."

"…."

Outside the valley, the onlookers

"Don't worry about that." Ming Chi avoided Yu Zhenzhen's gaze, refusing to meet her eyes; he disliked lying, but he also didn't want her to worry further.

If word of this got out, even without Jinlin Property's ban, no company would dare hire someone with such a stain on their record.

He propped himself up, struggled to roll over and sit cross-legged, pulled out a healing and qi-nourishing elixir, and began channeling power from his dantian to repair his body's functions.

Qiu Chushan stared at Lu Qiaoqing lying on the ground, his eyes fixed on the two spots on her chest, saliva nearly dripping from his mouth.

From a pair of shoes, Yu Xi saw her own failings. Her aunt-by-marriage had tended to her faithfully for over a decade, yet she had never done a single thing for her. In that moment, Yu Xi reflected on herself.

When painting peonies, color application is most crucial—if the hues aren't right, all prior effort is wasted. But Yu Xi has a keen sensitivity to color and has never made a mistake in this area.

The maids and old nurses who came with Tang's dowry looked at Ma as if she were insane. The eldest son was being personally raised by the Marquis of Anyang—that was a blessing no one could beg for. Yet in Ma's eyes, the Anyang Marquis' residence seemed a den of dragons and tigers.

The room still had some dust, but everything outside was covered in white cloth—clearly no one had lived here for a long time.

"Did you break it?" Cheng Siwu immediately felt overwhelming guilt. To have a few words with Yu Zhenzhen, she'd sent Yun Duo away. But this fool was so earnest he rushed back immediately—and fell hard.

"These black vapors can devour flesh and soul—they're extremely dangerous. I've already cut off my hands several times. I have regenerative ability; you don't. So don't touch them," Bai Qie said.

Qin Ming didn't care. After all, Zhu Mingyu's affairs had little to do with him. No matter how he acted, he'd weigh his own worth and wouldn't dare trouble Qin Ming again.

Those who've been through it often recall: in youth, we chase after all sorts of unrealistic things, until society wears down our edges, only then realizing we've missed many vital things.

Liu Duan was stirred with excitement. He'd spent two years pouring his heart into tracking clues, and now the fog was finally lifting. If he discovered this entire scheme was orchestrated by the Jin family, he'd be ready to curse their ancestors.

Huazhou connects with the Western Regions via three passes: Jiyun Pass, Zhen Shan Pass, and Jingmen Pass. This time, the Western Alliance attacked from three sides, and all three passes fell. After Yang Xiangliang reclaimed the lost territory, he rebuilt the three passes. The Anxi Protectorate stationed three thousand troops at each pass. Now all three are sealed for reconstruction, and trade routes are blocked.

Mo Chaozhen surged all his power toward Mu Ziyun, unable to wait—he must kill him now. That surge of malevolence had sent a shudder through him unlike any he'd ever felt.

First he added unnecessary drama for no reason, then slipped him laxatives, now he's stealing again. An artist with no morals like this—he didn't even want to see him.

After a brief silence, Wangxiang suddenly unleashed his ability, but the suction force extended only two zhang before being blocked by the corruption force.

"I've heard the young master is generous with his spending—today I nearly died of shock." After Zhou Wutian left, Wu Fan finally let out a long breath.