Chapter 451: Without Madness, There Is No Life

The Polar Regions.

The Polar Regions lie at the far north.

Here, snow and ice cover the land, perpetually below freezing.

Snowflakes fell like goose feathers; strands of the Wolf Lord’s hair had begun to turn white.

With each step leaving a footprint, he pressed deeper into the harsh icy wasteland, but as the Wolf Lord advanced, the snow and ice thinned, and faint green branches and leaves appeared in his view.

The temperature gradually rose, until finally—

Ye Feng saw the sign reading “Tian Xiao Bazaar,” thrilled beyond measure; he let out a strange cry, formed a hand seal, and his Ink Blade beneath his feet surged forward, shooting straight toward the Tian Xiao Bazaar.

According to the Li family, Xu Dazhou was a seasoned veteran in the usury business of Ninghai City, with connections everywhere; whoever he set his sights on, no one dared to compete.

That night, in a restaurant in Beihai City, several hurried black-clad figures burst in and made their way to a private room on the second floor.

Li Yu attempted to unleash the Starry Buddha Seal; the great Buddha seal descended like a colossal mountain, causing the Starry Buddha Defense Array in the training room to flash violently.

With a long sigh, Lu Yu raised his hand; the room’s disorder vanished instantly, everything arranged neatly—even shattered plates and bowls disappeared, and the food on the floor was gone.

There was no choice; though university was relatively open and free, too many unexcused absences from required courses could lead to serious consequences—students might not only be reprimanded but even forced to retake credits.

In his second life, he had barely reached the peak of Martial God, only to be tricked again and lose it all.

“So you are Li Youji, Li Youhui, and Li Youkui, the three enforcers of the Tuyuan Holy Hall. You’re truly extraordinary, to find me here.” Xi Men Sheng crossed his arms, watching them with complete calm.

Through his time with Han Ning, Wang Ma, and the old stick, Yang Jie Kai gradually felt the warmth of ordinary people, and his guilt toward Han Ning deepened further.

“I only need one word from you—” Xu Shilan, seeing her remain silent for so long, felt her heart hanging in midair; her former casual, condescending air of controlling others had vanished entirely.

Lin Xiao had intended to comprehend deeper laws and delayed his breakthrough, but due to the connection between the Seven Kill Stars and Reincarnation, he came to master the Killing Dao of the previous aeon.

Ai Xi shouted loudly to the hundred or so tribespeople behind her, her presence majestic, her resolve firm.

Hearing this, the Leopard-Head Demon King grew even angrier; he gripped the chain with both hands, yanked hard, and tore up the meteor hammer along with a large chunk of earth, then without a word hurled it toward the Prince’s position.

—Faced with Cangtian Daoist’s crushing punch, Gong Nanjue’s face suddenly hardened; he gritted his teeth and thrust both hands upward to meet Cangtian Daoist’s fist.

Although they now knew of the North Pole Purple Micro Emperor, the question was where to find him; by the time they located him, it would be too late.

Watching his health bar slowly drain, Qu Bo grew extremely frustrated, and other thoughts formed in his mind.

A musician can replay a wrong note, a chef can remake a flawed dish—many professions offer chances to correct mistakes—but assassins do not.

Qu Bo glanced around the environment, confirmed there was no danger, then allowed Nuannuan to descend.

Seeing this scene, the Unicorn Beetle and the Chan Sect expert simultaneously exchanged glances.

After tidying himself, Han Jinfeng drove to the Han Group and threw the large bundle onto Han Jinyu’s body—he was angry, furious that Jinyu had taken it upon himself to help, and worse, had made things worse.

I thought to myself, that’s obvious—even a fool could see it. But what does that have to do with someone’s death?