Chapter 300: Dislike

Old Yuan leaned against the window, his face dark with gloom, clearly shattered.

Master Pang glanced at Zheng Fa, then at Old Yuan, his lips curling high.

"When I reached Foundation Establishment completion, though my spiritual energy was already sufficient, I still dared not rashly form a Golden Core."

muttered Old Yuan.

"Later, I spent thirty years refining my spiritual energy and soul."

"Then another forty years mastering the Golden Core formation secrets, striving for not a single flaw."

Since Qian Jiyao had made her choice, she would not waste time on second thoughts; she silently walked to the door and gently tugged the handle.

An Ran was utterly stunned, frozen for a moment before frantically chasing after Lin Zifei and Ning Yuanjiang, his newly changed clothes soaked in cold sweat, his heart pounding like thunderstruck.

The Twelve Palaces were utterly unattainable in the eyes of the Middle Three Realms; to enter even the weakest of them required no small skill.

That's why their emotions had been so intense when Elder Xu said he would take Jun Yunqing away.

The weather remained hot, and with the Qixi Festival approaching, the entire Z City seemed even livelier than before.

Gu Mo's horse and Lin Zhifu's carriage were both blocked behind; there were simply too many people, progress slow. When he saw Tian Xu step forward, his heart sank—he muttered a curse. He gritted his teeth, abandoned his horse, leapt into the air, activated his lightness technique, and stepped on the shoulders of the crowd straight toward Yunxiang.

On this river, neither shore near nor land behind, the boat was filled with silent people, and guards stood outside her door.

"Your Majesty… this must be a mistake!" Qian Muyu firmly denied it, but the Emperor clearly no longer believed him.

Who could have imagined that the obscure physician from Liuzhou City would one day rule the realm?

"Yes yes, so much trouble—if you ever treat me badly, hmph, just wait for inhuman torment." Hua Chongsheng gripped his waist tightly.

"Dogs biting each other, spitting fur—you're all no good. Yu doesn't like you at all. If you hadn't interfered, how could she have left me!" Bai Yan coldly told the two, his words ruthless.

Qing Han Zhenxian also stated that we take this matter seriously and will continue internal investigations, so no further review of other disciples in the base is necessary.

The inn attendant naturally had no good expression for a guest who drank himself drunk and jumped out the window.

At that moment, a powerful alien energy erupted from within him, rapidly coalescing into a vast gale that swept outward, engulfing the entire bar.

Du Qianjie, testing his Primordial Qi for the first time, used full strength; after nine turns, the Primordial Qi burst violently from his fist—whether the Four Seasons Palace could withstand it was beyond his control.

So she thought of the usual scene of killing chickens—plucking every feather, leaving them utterly naked before tossing them into the pot.

At that moment, the forbidden spell Black Iron Curtain was halted by Radaman, and sunlight pierced through the mist. But when it fell upon them, it brought no warmth.

He used a Fire Spirit Summoning Card and three Spirit Star-Up Cards, raising the fire-type wolf clan to four-star, capable of growing up to a hundred meters.

An Nianchu closed her eyes; for some reason, the words spilling from her mouth were always sharp. She looked at Qin Muchen and wanted to curse him, wanted to ask why he had treated her that way—but she couldn't ask. She only spoke harsher words.

She went to check, and found the claim indeed true: this army was filled with fellow townspeople, villagers, clan members, neighbors, in-laws, even brothers, cousins, and blood brothers… no matter the combat strength, spies simply couldn't infiltrate.