Chapter 147

Holding the black stone in his hand, Chen Yan had played with it for a long time. Now, in his hot spring resort room, he sat cross-legged.

Gently turning the stone toward the light, faint traces of runes could be seen within the black stone—just like the one he’d found in Hongcheng before.

But this black stone was larger in volume than the one from Hongcheng.

Though a single night’s training wouldn’t yield results, over time, cumulative effort couldn’t possibly be without effect.

“The Shengbei Alliance meeting starts in twenty minutes. Brother Hu can stay away for now.” Yue Mingyan dropped these words, gave Qinglong a glance, then walked out of Shufangzhai.

“What’s wrong… did you find something?” She clearly wasn’t fully awake, her alluring eyes hazy and dazed.

Yet that voice, as if piercing through space, forced Shen Shao Bai to abruptly halt—his face dark as ink, blind to sight yet acutely sharp in hearing.

They’d been together for some time now, and still maintained such a good relationship; Xin Ying was glad for them.

She’d been hiding below, unable to even put on her clothes, and now climbed out still disheveled.

In his mind, An Liuli should be the perfect portrayal of Zheng Meixue; he’d watched all her idol dramas from four years ago, all of them sweet, adorable roles.

Even if it was only a contractual marriage, they’d agreed in the contract to grant each other proper dignity and respect.

Feng Lang furrowed his brow, and Dong Guixhua nearly wet herself, immediately dragging Tian Li away, wishing everyone would just ignore her.

Now, she had only two regrets: she hadn’t had time to care for her parents or fulfill her father’s aspirations, nor had she kept her vow to become Xiao Didai’s wife in this life.

It was then that he first stepped forward as the Young Master of the Wilds, openly acknowledging he was Chu Hanfeng’s son, that he had slashed through the heavens, dared challenge the Haotian Tower, and quelled chaos.

“Orange Wolf, let him go… Even though I also want to kill him, it’s truly useless! Contact headquarters immediately and send Red Wolf back—maybe we can still…” Xin Peiran suppressed his fury; rationally, he agreed with Fang Yongbing’s view.

All eyes turned toward her: Guan Xintong clutched her stomach, crouched on the ground in pain, lips bitten pale.

“Hmph, guns have longer range and longer attack time—making your sword longer isn’t impressive!” This time, Shao Yilong mocked Moses instead.

A major war was imminent; pulling these men away might be good or bad, but Shao Yilong had already made up his mind.

Before Chu Yan had severed his divine path and switched to the Way of Worlds, he had been unable to refine the Ten Thousand Paths.

She could no longer deceive herself—she knew who occupied that place in her heart, and she could no longer change it. Even though she’d enjoyed Ji Zeyou’s affection, she couldn’t erase the shadow of guilt and unease.

In that instant, Bai Jin felt as if they’d been lovers for years; this feeling stirred an unusual tenderness within her heart.

But in a single second, the Ghost Queen clapped her hands together—above his head, the clouds exploded, and a colossal ghostly claw reached down, punching straight into Tianhai’s Buddha shadow.

“Uncle, is the Immortal Clan planning to strike back?” At that moment, Mo Gu appeared out of nowhere, curious.

The Tribulation Stage was already a transcendent level within the Huaxia Martial World; the Void God Stage should be exceedingly rare.

She’d wanted to consult Han Yu, but he was gone; she had to decide alone. Before leaving, he’d agreed with Madame Charlie.

The imperial examinations proceeded as usual, everything unfolding exactly as planned, with no mishaps.