Chapter 369: Purest Yang! Chu Wange

Both sides are ready; the match will begin after the countdown!

The referee's booming voice echoed across the arena.

Compared to the previous match between Long A and Zhou Qian, this one was actually easier for him.

It was because both combatants used substitution talismans—not requested by Chu Wange or Yi Chengyin, but a mandatory rule for pure sword cultivators.

Pure sword cultivators wield excessive killing power, even they sometimes cannot fully control it.

Lin Changshuan was eager to arrange a dowry for his sister; Sun Liangcheng's sister had already married, but he himself remained unattached.

Yet the Warriors still couldn't overcommit to defending Yi Yang, because by the first three quarters, everyone else had already found their rhythm! Carroll didn't mind the Warriors double-teaming Yi Yang, because if they did, the others would find it easier to score.

"Yes," Jiang Dong hurriedly replied. Not just Jiang Dong was surprised; the others were too, never expecting Huo Yingliang to resolve this so easily. Yao Sitong and the others were indignant, feeling the captain had been bribed, but dared not say more.

All three knew exactly what had happened in the shop that day—they wouldn't utter a word to anyone, not even to their own mother, father, or wife.

Jiang Dong formed hand seals, summoning a crimson lotus to meet the beam; the two energies collided with a deafening explosion. Jiang Dong conjured three crimson lotuses in succession, piercing through the blinding white light, and shot straight toward the Green Wolf.

Thus, regarding her engagement with Shao Jun, she had planned to leave it be until the moment she had to tear it apart—by then, she would have enough power to protect herself.

Ling Xia stared at them in disbelief, then grew slightly angry; the most inexplicable thing today was her. She had thought she knew He Jibei fairly well, yet he had so many secrets hidden from her—his life had never been what she knew.

At this rate, by the time I return to the Land of Death, the repairs should be nearly complete.

"Wait—what about the Cao Clan's affairs?" Song Mujin called out to him. She hadn't asked him, since Yin Lesheng's group had shown no activity.

Could it be because the white-haired man was Kong's father, giving Kong some special feeling, and thus he trusted him?

Felix possessed half-winged magical power but lost the "Sword of Killing Intent"—a stroke of luck so strangely bad that treasure once within easy reach now became as impossible as scaling heaven.

"Get a good night's sleep tonight; tomorrow night, you'll consummate your marriage with the one you love. Hahaha." His second uncle laughed heartily.

But outside, a fierce storm raged—who would come knocking at such a time? As Martha hesitated, the knocking grew more urgent. She called out, "Coming!" and walked to the door; as she gripped the handle, an inexplicable tremor surged in her heart.

"Don't let me see you again!" Jiang Lingtong glared at him, her beautiful eyes wide with fury, then turned and stormed off.

Luo the Shopkeeper stared at the design blueprint in his hands, his heart pounding uncontrollably. He had long received a flying message from his sect, learning of the alliance between Xianqing Sect and Ling Xin'an, and knew Ling Xin'an would ensure Shanshui Yue's business thrived in Jiangzhou City.

Felix returned to the second floor of the villa, pushed open the master bedroom door, and saw Xiu still lying peacefully under the covers.

The Three Immortal Aunts wept with joy, never imagining they had escaped this calamity in such a way.

I thought about it and realized it made sense, so I floated back and forth in front of the cabinet, pondering how to open it.

Yan Xi was lost in thought when a dark shadow suddenly flashed before her eyes—Yun Mo covered them with his hand.

Nine hundred years of curse, nine hundred years of the Fire Clan fleeing the Central Plains, struggling to survive in the western deserts—this has gone on long enough.

Feng E had once drafted reconstruction charters for all departments, even strictly regulating titles and forms of address among Beiyan family members and in-laws; now, to preserve the nobility of the Beiyan aristocracy, the imperial family had decreed that marriage within four generations of blood relation was forbidden.