Chapter 104: The Heavenly Book Secret Arts of the Crimson Chain Demon Sect

Chen Ye could no longer suppress his curiosity and asked: "What exactly is this Heavenly Book secret art? Is it truly a treasure left by the Creator?"

The Crimson Chain Serpent narrowed its eyes and sneered: "You've already obtained one piece of the Heavenly Book secret art—you must have your own thoughts. Why not share them?"

Chen Ye shook his head: "I am merely a lowly, insignificant cultivator; my idle musings would only invite ridicule."

Pretending ignorance, you truly have the potential to become a demon lord.

A dragon's roar rang out—Yuan Zui Shan's life weapon was a long-handled greatsword etched with intricate patterns, upon which coiled a black dragon shadow.

It inflicts pain and renders the suspect unable to resist, without causing excessive harm.

Yet as she gazed at the thick stack of silver notes the bandits handed over, her eyes remained filled with greed.

The vampire leader heard this and found it unbelievable: "What? Let them go? No way—if we don't eradicate them completely, how will we ever survive among the Blood Clan?"

She vomited for who knew how long, until every last bit of vomit was expelled, then crawled out from the bathroom floor.

Large tears fell onto Yu Yu Zhengqing's cheeks; she didn't want him harmed not because he was her heaven, her pillar—but because of years of marital bond. Even though she was only a concubine, how could she truly bear to see Yu Yu Zhengqing depart this world?

Shui Xin adjusted the array's strength to maximum—perfect; Hu Qing's face glowed golden, blinding her eyes.

That peculiar aura of aloof superiority, as if everything around him was beneath his notice.

The first ray of morning light entered the window, casting a halo over Yu Xichen's face; his starlike eyes half-lidded, he pondered for a long while before recalling what had happened last night.

That "my lady" made Yu Luo's skin crawl with goosebumps; he had intended to speak properly with this Third Prince, but now he saw no point in it.

"Damn it!" Chu Yang nearly spat out a mouthful of blood, thinking: Who the hell is this bastard, playing pranks on me in the middle of the night?

"Han Wangya, don't forget this is also your home. Destroying its layout brings you no benefit whatsoever," Han Wanghai said to his younger brother, his heart turning cold.

In Nile City, only this Holy Son possessed the Light Guard—even as a hostage, his status within the city was exceptionally lofty.

Twenty thousand taels of silver to buy a mansion—Chen Fei felt a sharp pang in his chest; he had never spent so much money in his life.

"Good, I'm beginning to take some notice of you. Show me all your tricks!" Ning Zhonghua raised his hand and smiled coldly.

"Yes, I will do my utmost. As long as my physical condition permits by then, I will personally go to Liangzhao Mountain." As she spoke, Sun Shining felt a strange illusion—as if she were deeply familiar with Liangzhao Mountain, even as if she had once been there.

Tang Chourou knew that with illnesses like hers, forcing anything would only break the mind under torment, so she let her be for two days, delivering three meals on schedule, bringing water to wash her face, and combing and washing her hair.

Through those endless days and nights, they lived worse than pigs or dogs, yet they endured—and afterward, none failed to thank the boss, for all of them emerged as elite blades of their regions.

Until lights-out, Prince Ren never emerged; Dong Cefei finally relaxed—having one night to think and plan was a good thing.

Yun Hao immediately drew the Demon Spirit Sword, infused it with the Five Elements Sword Intent and the crimson-gold power of the Crimson-Eyed Golden Gaze, then slashed downward through the air with furious force.

Zhang Xiang turned and gave Ye Feng a thumbs-up, signaling an excellent pass; though Ye Feng still couldn't fully match Zhang Xiang's speed, it didn't hinder their coordination.