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Chapter 473: Nascent Soul Late Stage

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The Sect Master of the Demon Cult, Ye Lingyuan, crossed the Soul Transformation tribulation twenty years ago using the Sword Liberation method. A few days ago, the Profound Heaven Pavilion sent word that they had reliable information: Ye Lingyuan has recently emerged from seclusion.

Once he emerges, he will surely perform a blood sacrifice with the Demon Sword. This blade is profoundly evil—it kills and drinks blood, condensing a blood domain within its blade. Ye Lingyuan succeeded in Sword Liberation because, at the final moment, he sheltered his Primordial Spirit within the sword’s blood domain…

After everyone sat down, Yue Huang slowly recounted to Xia Daoming, including details about Ye Lingyuan.

Qin Ming smiled mysteriously at her; Mu Hanlei did not understand the depth of his words. Just as she was about to ask, the entire group vanished completely from where they stood.

At this thought, Baili Dengfeng’s heart swelled with heroic fervor; he threw back his head and laughed aloud, filling onlookers with dread and enemies with icy terror—his royal aura unmistakable.

Yet this group had already lost their minds to rage; Ikeda Ryunosuke spoke up, cutting her off completely.

“Good! Dad, I give you a thumbs-up— from now on, you’re the factory manager of our Qingquan Brewery!” Li Cheng grinned and gave Li Jianshe a thumbs-up.

Her face turned pale from pain, but Qin Ming didn’t care—he gripped hard and easily tore open her jeans, her pale thighs glowing faintly like moonlight.

Back when we were at the Longevity Sect, my fellow disciples and I often drank, but never like this—what does “not drinking means you’re disrespecting me” even mean? Do I, Qin Ming, need to give anyone face?

A startled cry rang out; people turned to look and saw the proud archangel’s holy light extinguished, her divine wings limp and hanging lifelessly.

Two soft words drifted from his lips, each syllable infused with supreme energy, trembling the spirit and evoking deep, genuine reverence.

Luo Tiansheng smiled faintly; from Qin Ming’s previous strike, he sensed a hint of threat.

Stronpoli fell silent. No matter how much he nitpicked, he could not deny the prowess of the Persian expeditionary soldiers—anyone who commanded them must be extraordinary.

The rest of her words vanished into Hua Xiangrong’s palm; Yue’er’s face was slapped sideways, her lip splitting and bleeding.

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The cheerful Yun Zijin made Juesha burst into laughter; his lips curved into a gentle smile as he nodded tenderly at her.

“Thanks a lot, but I really have to go. Bye-bye~” With that, Yun Zijin vanished in a flash.

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared beside a deep ravine; the intense threat emanating from within made him frown—it was Yang Hao, seeking breakthrough to Great Perfection.

Just then, a man in black brocade robes entered the imperial banquet. “Since Her Imperial Majesty has decreed the Murong household perform first, Chancellor Murong, you may proceed.” The man was Xuan Yuan Tingye.

With only the cultivation level of an Immortal General, he could earn such deference from the two Black Dao Immortal Lords of Lihuo City—throughout the heavens, apart from Ye Feng, no one else could possibly achieve this.

“Let him go. Since he calls himself Shanmin, his destiny lies among the mountains,” Huai Zhen spoke up to support Lu Shanmin.

As he pondered, he took a flint and rekindled the long-extinguished campfire. Turning his head, he examined every Yinfeng fruit laid out around him.

Low talent, no spiritual aura—his spiritual roots must be abysmally inferior. Such a root quality could rightly be called worthless. Not only would he be dismissed as trash in other families of Mu Hua Commandery, even within the Governor Lu household, he’d be nothing but a lowly waste.

Over the past month, led by the Ministry of Revenue, the imperial court has massively collected and processed tea, using the Chengde Tea recipe submitted by Li Feng and Li Chengde, turning vast quantities of cheap, fresh tea leaves within days into rich, fragrant, exquisitely flavored Chengde Tea—priced at astronomical levels.

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