Chapter 591: Notice

Seeing the matter settled, Liu Xiaolou privately transmitted a message to Jing Zhao and Dongfang Yuying to bid them farewell.

Jing Zhao agreed, telling him to return to the mountain first and not show his face here, since this involved Wangwu, such a high-ranking sect, and was not something he could meddle in.

After Liu Xiaolou left, the Qingyu Sect treated Sima Brothers and Sun Juyuan; with Dongfang’s Sect Master and Fu Elder present, they soon revived the two.

All three were important figures of the Wangwu Sect and could not be released on the spot.

Without hesitation, he waved his hand, and the Five Element Dragon Pattern Cauldron appeared before him. After sealing the Sacred King’s soul inside, he tossed him in and sent a burst of blue flame into the cauldron, beginning the refining process.

I said, “Let’s go, Shuangxi. I’ll also pay New Year’s respects to my parents!” Uncle Bai handed me the two wild rabbits he’d caught on the road as a New Year’s gift.

A cry of shock rang out—BOOM!—then a terrifying explosion echoed, the earth trembled, the sky shuddered, and countless clouds of dust and toxic mist filled the air; within a hundred meters centered on Qin Fei, the ground was flattened into a smooth expanse.

The Demon Lord laughed several times, then swept his sleeve aside, revealing a massive vat beside him; from within surged a monstrous creature with a long head and sharp fangs. The beast roared, its entire body black, and crouched on the ground, staring at the Demon Lord.

Now I understood: the other four must have been thrown into the Huan Pool, and they were surely fighting over three spots. Still, I didn’t quite get why they’d left me behind.

CHI! The sharp sword light pierced only slightly into the Fake Long Yan’s chest—suddenly, Fake Long Yan spun around, retreating rapidly; the two now faced off at this standoff.

This was Long Yan’s nature—today’s battle would force everyone to reassess him entirely; such a gifted youth was nothing short of a demon.

A young man, twenty-four or twenty-five, strikingly youthful and full of vigor, stepped before Qin Fei and halted about ten paces away.

Three days of free meals here was the maximum tolerance Long Yan could offer; in the past, he would have made these bastards regret their lives.

One reason the Guild Master was so pleased was because the Black Stone Adventurer Team had brought him honor.

Strong ones naturally have the pride of the strong; regarding graduation, Toxin preferred to find his own path.

“If I can snatch away your logic, it proves your logic was never solid—otherwise, how could you lose the argument to me? Now step aside. Time is short—I still have problems to solve!” Liu Yihua ignored her and walked straight into the restroom.

“What does this mean?” Zi Qi felt confused, unable to grasp Fan Wubing’s true intent.

“Today’s best for eating at home—homemade food is cleaner!” Lu Tianyu said carelessly.

Even knowing the cost of activating this primordial power, the Aurora Sword awakened him without hesitation—awakening its ancient memories and strength.

For instance, detailed lists of Rolandi Ma’s political enemies were compiled. Paris itself had several intelligence trading hubs, where everyone exchanged what they needed.

“That’s it—the Hu family must be waiting until I have no choice left, then come to me and surround me to kill me,” Zhao Xuan muttered grimly; after speaking, he frowned deeper, pondering what he should do.

Neo’s arrival delighted Chen Ji and his teammates; though they’d only been apart for a day and change, those few hours felt like a lifetime.

Li Han screamed, his facial muscles contorting in agony, twitching violently, his mouth skewed sideways, snot and saliva pouring out, his eyes rolling white.

A deep violet flame flickered at Yueying’s delicate fingertip, as pure as a violet blossom; her spiritual force coiled like silk around the flame, trembling, stretching it into a thin thread, winding it into a tower-like spiral.