Chapter 434: Refining a Hundred Scriptures, Feeling It Was Worth It

Now, several people in the Nine Mountains Sect are lining up, eager to be burned by the Great Sun True Fire.

Not only do Xiao Jinwu and Master Shi-jie need the Great Sun True Fire to purify their bloodlines, but even Master Huang and other Nascent Soul cultivators require it to reshape their foundations.

Even…

“Ancestor?”

In the grand hall of Tiangong Island, Zheng Fa slapped his forehead and finally remembered the man before him:

The Nine Mountains Ancestor now serves as the Nine Mountains Sect’s merit server; he once briefly held the position of Zhang Shijie.

Before long, Du Gu Zhen’er rushed in with great haste—not just her, but also Bei Tang Ling had arrived.

With a sigh, he awkwardly turned his head aside, pulled out a black bundle from beside him, and shoved it straight into Shen Ningxuan’s arms.

This was the first time Zhao Qingluo, after formally entering society and facing a problem, chose to flee—but she didn’t feel disgusted or ashamed, because here with her grandmother, it felt like a warm harbor, truly shielding her from countless storms.

Such smooth progress in entering the secret chamber and retrieving the jade vial—perhaps it was merely the base personnel who lured them in.

“Cough…” Sensing Fan Wei’s unusual gaze, Zhuan Sun Chu coughed awkwardly several times.

After this prolonged boiling and blending, the medicinal liquid was finally combined—but the result was still a failed elixir; however, according to Sun the Swindler’s tasting, it retained less than one-tenth of its medicinal power.

“Why did you deliberately stage that farce in front of Feng’er? Do you know what Feng’er looked like when he returned?” Jun Yitian suddenly cut off Xin Yueheng’s words and voiced what he had long held inside.

“You know me?” The moment the words left his mouth, Mu Wan wished he could bite off his own tongue—he had taken her away, so of course he knew her.

Inside, they placed everyone’s beds, arranged some Blood-Milk Spirit Sources in the center, surrounded them with large quantities of low-grade spirit stones, and fully equipped warm stoves, quilts, food, and drink—this space could accommodate all the companions.

Tang Mo had only spoken casually, never truly expecting anything from Mr. Rabbit. Yet the rabbit began rummaging in its pockets. It fumbled, then pulled out a golden candy. It stared at the candy with a pout, struggled for a long while, then finally shoved it into Tang Mo’s hand.

“Find it for my Master—he’s old, and this is his lifelong pursuit; you know that well,” Luo Li sighed.

The next day, over twenty households unilaterally tore up their contracts, demanding increased relocation compensation.

But one assassin after another surged forward, and these assassins possessed terrifyingly skilled killing techniques—each strike came from an impossibly sharp angle, clearly determined to take Yan Yan’s life at all costs; some even resorted to brutal, self-damaging tactics that left Feng Lingxi stunned.

“Don’t imagine nonsense—this place might not be the Wilds at all!” Liu Mingfei gripped her sword tightly, her face grim.

Under the tree, only Wang Chen, wrapped in a red robe, gazed at Luo Li’s departing figure, wondering when this world would finally be cleansed.

“This…?” Yuan Ziyun trailed after Li Chengkong, muttering discontentedly, feeling the whole thing was anticlimactic—too embarrassing, too damaging to her prestige.

“If you try to block my path, I’ll make you even stranger,” Zhao Baliang said coldly, not even bothering to glance at her.

Many had once speculated that Prince Yan was disfigured, or had a blue face and fangs, hideously ugly—hence why he wore a mask daily and never showed his true face.

"I lost something very important! I must find it!" Xu Yang said and left.

Xu Yang was stunned—Xiong Wei had always been carefree and unserious; he had never spoken so much before, and suddenly saying so much left Xu Yang unprepared.

Cai Sa’s eyes emitted a deep black glow, and instantly, Wu Mian’s body was covered in a layer of golden light that blocked his vision from beyond the armor.