Chapter 401: Six Sects Shine, Five Clans Tested

Xiaguang Island, over a thousand li from the Western Continent, about fifty li in diameter, is considered quite large within the Xuanwei Sea.

Previously, a thousand households lived on this island, mostly fishermen and some maritime traders; though life amid storms was hard, they managed.

But recently, the Yinming Immortal sought to forge the Blood Wraith Flag, and the island’s human population suffered a catastrophe—nine out of ten homes emptied, the vegetable fields left barren.

Moreover, nearby had no...

But now the situation has been entirely altered by Shumi; the Fire Thunder formula in the hands of the Second Master of Huile Manor was likely stolen by Princess Chaogui of the Northern Court through a beauty trap.

The number nine represents the supreme and unsurpassable in the hearts of many cultivators, a symbol of perfection—but this also means enduring even greater trials and suffering.

Outside the mountains and forests, on the plains, numerous houses were built to house those participating in the Qiankun Dao Inquiry, along with many shops selling and exchanging resources for the convenience of the major immortal sects and factions.

The Emperor ordered someone to bring Xuan’er over to cheer her up, but she feared passing her illness to the child and refused to see her, her heart forever clinging to Wuyou.

Yan Xixi glanced at the Empress Dowager—I’ll play this role thoroughly today, so she won’t nag me every time we meet.

Miss Fu, however, confidently assured her not to worry about the shopkeeper refusing to let her go; she had already anticipated this and prepared a solution.

Soul Guanyin—does a god’s hearing equate to seeing sound? Zhang Wei had a sudden insight: sound is three-dimensional, sound has color, sound is dazzling and vibrant—perhaps this is the highest realm of the soul?

Xiao Moyan glanced at Xiao Qingyan, then slowly reached out, took Ji Xingzhi into his arms.

A faint tingling sensation, like an electric shock, seeped through the corner of his lips into every limb and bone, making his heart pound wildly.

“On TV?” Yu Shu raised an eyebrow—he hadn’t expected this thing to appear on TV at all, and Liu Chengwu said “often,” implying a high frequency.

After securing leave, the three drove out of Tokyo toward the coast, finally arriving at an abandoned lighthouse.

“Qingkong, you saved me again?” Liu Hanxi felt as if she’d slept a long sleep; her body felt no discomfort, as if the poison had been cured.

“Let’s find an open place to land first,” Luo Yi said, lifting her divine statue and leaping nimbly onto the cliff beside the shore.

Compared to the so-called catastrophic demon dragon—Destruction Demon Dragon Beast—that supposedly threatens the digital world, he is now the true force capable of destroying the world.

The staff warmly welcomed him; upon learning Li Xiao wished to found an IT software company, they asked about his education and age.

A vial of medicine tinged with fluorescent green brushed past the monster insect and shattered on the ground. Corrosive liquid instantly splashed out, smoke rising, the ground sizzling as it burned.

Su Mu fell ill shortly after driving away the original body; Su Xue had been a perfect match for her kidney, but she had no intention of donating—so she arranged for Su Yue to undergo matching tests instead.

Qin Feng knew Sun Gan would oppose; after all, Fang Ming wanted Fang Ajiao to marry him, and now that she was given to Sun Gan, he naturally resented it—but Qin Feng had his own plan: Sun Gan was only in his twenties; if he aligned himself with the Fang family, Qinghe County would be easily governed.

After class, Yu Qian was freed from her confinement and saw Su Yue’s dejected expression—she was startled, reaching out to feel Su Yue’s forehead.

As Jiang Chen and the others waited patiently, a dog’s howl echoed from the horizon; then a three-headed giant hound descended from the void, gazing down upon Jiang Chen and the others.

Su Jingyan had reached the staircase, coldly watching the man on the sofa, her gaze already icy and empty.

Xu Fengze, out of curiosity, felt his pulse; as he did, his brow furrowed tightly.

Knowing Mo Hanshi as she did, when he avoided her like this, it meant his so-called plan had reached a critical stage—she was his weakness, and he feared she would distract him.

Though not his biological parents, Lin Fei had always treated his adoptive parents as his real ones; without them, he and his sister Lin Yan could never have escaped the orphanage’s hell.

Ye Qin spoke, pulling a teleportation stone from her sleeve and crushing it; instantly, their figures vanished. Less than three minutes later, Si Yang appeared, carrying Feng An’an.

“So you’re pleading for strangers with no connection to you?” Wells’s long lashes trembled slightly, hiding the jealousy flickering in his eyes.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a deafening explosion ripped through the air, hurling the green granite tiles of the arena into the sky.

At the ward door, he peered inside: the room was in chaos. Several nurses huddled to one side, while a burly man blocked Hu Xi, shouting loudly in a thick dialect.

Now, suddenly learning that the fish in the water glowed at night, her eyes instantly lit up.

In the days before the Two Sessions, the Huanghai region was like scattered sand; Zhang Jialiang had thought it lucky the center hadn’t punished him—but instead, the center affirmed his work with this gesture. Thinking of this, Zhang Jialiang’s eyes grew slightly red, his heart surging.

She and Ou Ting had no blood tie; he had helped her so much, yet she had failed even to help him with his illness—how could she take his card?

For this future mother-in-law, Zeng Zhiqiang felt both fear and deep respect; he understood Tang Jiamin’s mindset all too well—though she spoke little, her intellect far surpassed his own.

So what Gu Jinxi had shattered earlier wasn’t water—she simply couldn’t smell it, because her sense of smell was gone.

Gu Jinxi herself was an alchemist; Qin Chuchu’s soul force was incomparably stronger than hers—how could she know nothing at all?

The next day, Yu You rose early, not only urging his son to wear his contact lenses and wash up, but also escorting him to Ou Ting’s room.

Although Luo Tianhuan wasn’t wearing the Human Alliance uniform, his neat attire clearly wasn’t that of a survivor of this place; coupled with the laser sword manufactured by the Human Alliance in his hand, his identity was instantly recognized.

Then she should be able to live well, Su Yi laughed bitterly—Fangfang committing suicide? Did A Di misunderstand something about his Second Master?

Gu Jinxi’s temple twitched; she opened her mouth, then swallowed the words she’d been about to say.

Beside Su Yi, Jiang Hua suddenly straightened, as if entering battle stance; while she herself relaxed, watching with a half-smile.

An Bochen knew they couldn’t maintain their snake-human forms for long; now that their mission was complete, they should return to heaven and earth, deceiving the unseen cosmic order.