Chapter 459: The Diviner Is a Thief! The Dao Has Logged It!

Luoxing Peak, inside the Daoist temple.

"Holy shit, that was close!"

Lin Mo patted his chest, face still pale with relief.

The junior sister looked at him with playful mockery, her tone teasing:

"Hehe, our great poet has returned?"

Looking into the girl’s bright eyes, Lin Mo’s eyes lit up: "Junior sister, you’ve taken human form!?"

The junior sister’s lovely face darkened instantly:

"What kind of thing is that to say! How am I not—"

He had met those who, for the sake of science, worked day and night, neglecting family and even themselves—people who burned with fierce love for science, for the future, for technology.

"Ding Yuan, what the hell are you? Have you lost your mind? You kidnapped Yiyi, and I haven’t even settled accounts with you yet—you dare order me to kneel? Are you trying to bully the few with the many?" Qin Tian swept his gaze around, a cold sneer on his face.

But his grandson Huang Da was different—SS-rank strength; swapping weapons was just a matter of time to get used to it.

Just now, when the sect master mentioned the old sect master of the Sword Sect and that generation’s strongest sword master, he clearly revealed an inexplicable sadness.

MG closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then suddenly opened them as the needle pierced her vein.

Using the Sea of Yinming to sustain energy, the Ghost Domain’s fire could still burn—but if it couldn’t reach Boyi, it was utterly useless. So Xu Xi stopped draining the Sea of Yinming, glanced at Boyi, then back at Xu Xi.

A crimson, flower-like mark between her brows, blood-red eyes glowing with innocent clarity—so brilliant they dimmed even the star-strewn sky.

Lan Yi frowned at Li Fan, causing those nearby to chuckle; Li Fan looked slightly embarrassed.

"Can a single sprout really prove anything? Old trees sprouting new buds isn’t rare. If you’re so confident this time, you surely have more evidence than this—come, let’s sit and talk slowly." The elder spoke, slowly walking with the gray-clothed man toward the stone table in the courtyard.

Due to his upbringing, Yuan Dashuo’s thinking was somewhat rigid, so his ideas naturally lacked the flexibility and liveliness of modern Yuan Man.

"This... saving her isn’t hard. With your skills, Brother Zhang Ya, you surely didn’t need to summon me here?" Ming He asked, puzzled.

"What? Master’s elixir didn’t work! What do we do now?" Pei Zonghao’s mind burned with panic at once.

Saeryang forged his Blood Diamond Body by practicing the demonic Blood Refining technique, which strengthens from within outward—his bones and meridians were the first to be reinforced. Few realize that Blood Refining techniques etch themselves into the cultivator’s bones.

Ye Chenfeng raised his left hand; another Demon-Slaying Array appeared above Xie Wenzhan’s array, then sank downward, merging with it.

But Yang Junwei ultimately had the edge—he seized a gap in Yu Shicun’s exhausted defense, struck instantly, and defeated him.

With Jiang’s mother’s hint, Jiang Chaoge became slightly more reserved, yet still smiled with quiet grace.

Since all were cavalry, their march speed wasn’t slow—but the 3,000 Divine Mechanism Camp slowed them down, and with the auxiliary troops and craftsmen dispatched by Zhu Houzhao’s Armory Bureau, their pace slowed further.

Even today, tales of the Divine Dragon Couple vanishing from the martial world still circulate—so it seems they’re no mere legend.

"You!" The eighth senior sister was left speechless by Chi Yao; truthfully, she bore no grudge against Chi Yao—unless you counted her gaze toward the senior brother.

After the Qiankun Ring appeared, Yan Kai, who had been asleep, snapped his eyes open instantly, staring in terror at Jiang Sheng’s Qiankun Ring, emitting muffled whimpers.

Nie Xiao finished speaking, slapped Nie Fan’s chest, and channeled all his remaining cultivation into true yuan, slowly feeding it into Nie Fan’s body.