Chapter 636

The three arrived in the bamboo grove, knelt before the tombstone, and Liu Xiaolou, overcome with emotion, choked out: “Master, our Sanxuan Sect has risen—Fang has reached Foundation Establishment! We now have two Foundation Establishment cultivators! Once, not a single Foundation Establishment existed across the entire Wulong Mountain—now we have two!”

Fang Bu’ai also poured wine onto the ground: “Old Sect Master, your disciple has reached Foundation Establishment. If you know from beyond the grave, please bless me. I’ve just returned from the Southern Seas and brought you a special gift from there.”

The old man known as Master Tiramisu regarded the subordinate with an unpleasant expression, radiating an inexplicable aura of authority.

The troublemaker engaged in battle with Sangong noticed Eric’s group preparing to leave.

Thus, Lin Feng and the others pursued the Ji family’s Immortal Emperor straight toward Wuji Mountain in the north of the Origin Center.

Shen Zheng took the bowl of freshly fried food and carried it to his father and older brother—it was best eaten right after frying.

Remember, the Blood Demon is an evil entity of the highest order, its body already burdened with karmic debts numbering in the tens of millions—too many to imagine.

He regarded Clark as a friend, though he had secretly been investigating and doubting him all along, and he did not wish to destroy this friendship.

“No, no, it’s necessary, Sister Li. Don’t worry—we’ll be careful next time. We don’t understand these things well, and if we’ve done anything wrong, please point it out so we can correct it.” Jiang Ran immediately spoke up upon seeing Zhu Li’s expression, subtly tugging at Jiang Xia’s arm.

At this moment, his parents once again urged Luo Fan to go on a blind date; previously, Luo Fan had always refused, but this time, he felt somewhat tempted.

After answering the call and speaking a few words with the other party, confirming they had located the address of the credit card thief, Eric hung up, greeted Lana, and headed toward the metropolis.

Under Hou Jie’s urging, the police reluctantly pulled out handcuffs—immediately, the villagers erupted, surging forward. Seeing this scene, Hou Jie showed no panic; instead, he grew even happier. Let them riot—the louder the better. Better yet, arrest them all—that would be perfect.

The cemetery was far from here; it was past noon, yet she walked without rest, mechanically pressing forward.

The man stopped ten zhang from Lin Wan, raised his hand, and ordered his soldiers to halt. He advanced a few steps alone, then dismounted, standing steadily before Lin Wan, studying her closely.

“Shh! He: Have we been exposed? Has anyone overheard our secret code?” Liu Ju said, slightly worried.

At the wave’s end, a muffled explosion—Black Mountain’s commander completely ruptured, turning into a mist of blood, with a powerful shockwave dragging several Black Mountain tribe soldiers behind him into it.

He felt perfectly fine himself, yet for some reason, this celestial-like master insisted on examining him relentlessly.

After speaking with deep meaning, Gu Beichen watched Xiao Jing’s frozen face, smiled more broadly, and turned to walk away.

“What’s wrong?” Gu Beichen stepped closer, frowning slightly at the emotion flickering across Jian Mo’s face, following her gaze.

As if seeing Emperor Wu of Wei himself through the imperial decree, everyone’s expressions turned reverent.

Bai Dingshan let out a muffled groan as blood gushed from his mouth—he had taken a solid kick from the black-cloaked man.

After all, he was the Study Committee member and a class officer—he could speak to any classmate, and excuses were easy to find.

Moreover, the high elder’s topknot was neatly coiled, giving him, despite his roundness and bulk, a barely discernible semblance of transcendence.

On her way back, Liu Wei pondered deeply—perhaps at this moment, Ming Shi Yin would regret having raised a tiger to become a threat.

Even hearing Xu Wenrun secretly call Yu Qiuci “husband” made her feel a twinge of discomfort.

An Bangsi was the successor he had chosen; this setback was merely a stepping stone to pave the way for An Bangsi’s succession.

Yet the train’s atmosphere was strange—without lights, everyone had to turn on their flashlights to maintain illumination in the carriage.

As a result, both of their combat effectiveness dropped sharply; after a charge, they not only failed to break out but also sustained injuries.

Moreover, along her growth path, her wealthy father had been both father and mother, fully filling the void left by her absent mother.

Yue Ling also walked over: “Ah Zheng, you’re a good person—those people were killed by you unconsciously, so…” Yue Ling didn’t know what else to say, for those dead were innocent.

Which ordinary person could effortlessly punch a hole into the ground? It was sheer fantasy—but this man had done it effortlessly, and his expression was so infuriating.

Xuan Fang’s actions quickly stirred up the morale of Xuan Yang City’s defending soldiers—clearly inspired by the presence of a Saint among their ranks, and also by how humiliated they had felt in recent days.

“Then Starfall Island must be in grave danger—I’ll immediately send troops to aid your island master,” said the Emperor.

When they stopped, the three exchanged glances; though the cave was pitch-black, they could still see the shock in each other’s eyes.

And yet he actually thought Tang Zhe’s clothes were knockoffs from street stalls, inferior to BV?

Later, Ling’er learned that the mansion had actually been the Imperial Tutor’s residence of the Great Yan Empire—the home of Yan Nanfei’s master.

Although Zhao Zhao deeply desired to do intimate things with Xiao Shiyu, he could see from her expression that she wasn’t ready; despite his strong desire, he restrained himself out of respect for Xiao Shiyu.

“Zhang Tian, why don’t we scout ahead?” Yang Shaojie said, curious about the Earth Federation’s military.

But that day, the Thunder Dragon had sent out many scouts to monitor the imperial army’s movements; these dragon-beast demons, upon spotting this decoy force, reported the intelligence to Great King Thunder Dragon.

“Could these people be chasing me?” Zhang Tian’s heart jolted—he immediately grasped the key point.

Even Chao Wen Dao, feeling the surging tide of energy rushing toward him, paled dramatically.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Sun Yuanpan hurriedly knelt and kowtowed; Gu Mingjue and Gu Mingru also knelt and kowtowed.

But the fish monster’s speed exceeded their expectations—in mere moments, it blocked their path.

At once, she turned her head to look at her brother, her eyes filled with helplessness that anyone could plainly see.

Because these cultivators had absolutely no connections with Nascent Soul cultivators.

“What’s there to thank for? We’re family—I’ll make it for you again!” Lin Ping’er’s eyes turned red.

“How dare you speak of dynastic change? As an imperial official, I have full authority to arrest rebels. Out of respect for your clan, I’ll merely slap you as a warning—next time you speak such words, you’ll face execution.”

“I found he tried to join his former superior, who refused him outright. He then visited former friends, but they either avoided him or claimed they couldn’t help. He probably felt he had no future left, so he resorted to this desperate ploy,” said Jian Qi.