Chapter 75: Mary

The Mary cruise ship has sailed the seas for decades.

Every year it hosts no fewer guests than today’s number.

Ball after ball has been held.

Yet no one noticed that the female attendants on the cruise ship were never replaced; their faces seemed frozen in time at their most beautiful moment.

Though to outsiders they were stunning beauties, unforgettable even with a single glance,

among those in the elite circles of every industry,

Finally, after three months, Zhao Jiuge gained new insight into the fourth layer of the Xuantian Sword Art—Dusk Clouds; his understanding of this sword intent reached a new level, greatly enhancing its power and offering certain advantages for mastering the subsequent layers.

The only remaining fundamental gap between him and Lian Yuan is weaponry, so Yun Xian now intends to refine a weapon.

As the sun set, the battlefield turned crimson, the air thick with intensity; Zhao Jiuge remained momentarily stunned, and Fu Hongling did not disturb him—after all, cultivation always involved life and death, partings and losses, and at such moments, Zhao Jiuge needed to quiet his mind alone.

She chattered on, utterly unlike her former brisk and decisive self. Su Jin listened, warmth spreading in his heart, smiling as he replied.

Deep within the Southern Barbarian Forest, the stars under the night sky appeared exceptionally clear—a stark contrast to the Thirteen States of Huaxia—and the forest’s night air carried less dampness and more coolness.

It turned out he was recruiting; Pan En had taken a liking to this student. A twenty-zhang domain was indeed decent for a newcomer, but it still fell short of Summer’s minimum standard—Summer required a minimum of a hundred-zhang domain! Su Lin shook his head and immediately levitated upward, returning to Qianlong Mountain.

Tianhua Zhenren, seeing Du Ziping’s divine technique, felt even greater admiration, thinking to himself: “Brother Du Ziping has so many tricks—his sword art is godlike, he possesses the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Sha Blood Beasts Transformation, and even his spiritual eyes are uniquely extraordinary.” Though he was a Nascent Soul cultivator and well-traveled, he had never heard of the Sun-Moon Demon Eyes.

Su Jin did not ask her to make a promise because he also felt this work indeed had shortcomings and needed further refinement.

After Du Ziping’s howl echoed, a piercing shriek arose from deep within the cave. The shriek came from a stone grotto where a black mist, about three feet in diameter, writhed continuously. Occasionally, a ghostly shadow darted past the cave entrance, and the black mist would extend a tendril, dragging the shadow inside to devour it.

Ke Yu thought that made sense. In battles at the Yuanxing stage, the cultivation methods and heart scriptures used were mostly of yellow quality.

“The goal of the city is to keep only Gomora, Red King, and other ordinary monsters… then this abnormal power is worth probing to its limits,” Xiao Long pondered its possibilities.

He slowly rose from the ground, then raised his hand to smooth his wide dragon robe, followed by adjusting the golden crown atop his head.

Lang Shaozhen, Wang Jin, Lu Guozhi, and other officers rushed into their quarters, shouting for their men to immediately climb the walls and prepare for defense, for the artillery fire outside had not ceased a moment—and now, even Han patrol soldiers had been killed by cannonballs on the ramparts.

Lu Weiwei’s complexion had grown slightly rosier than before; though she could still barely muster her power to use talisman arts, pushing further would inevitably invite backlash.

He grew frantic, his face flushed, gasping heavily through his open mouth, yet unable to utter a single word.

Admitting defeat was never easy, especially for Han Tingxuan—it would be no different from smashing his pride onto the ground and stomping on it.

The drizzle on the branches was gently swept by the wind; Yin Zhaole’s tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, her thin lips letting out a faint, petulant hum. Gradually, the boy’s deep, dreamy pupils, still hazy with sleep, fully revealed themselves in the demon wolf’s gaze.