Volume One, Chapter 24: Make Your Move!

Su Ming, at the peak of the second rank, was confident that he could instantly slay the Green Dragon Gang assassin—who had only just stepped into the second rank—by catching him off guard. He unleashed his long sword, thrusting it directly toward the man’s back. In the blink of an eye, the man turned in haste, his waist-worn saber flashing out instantly. A piercing blade of light cut through the air, parrying Su Ming’s sword.

"You can't even stay for three months?" Dr. Luo was quite pleased to hear Jiang Yuan address him as Teacher Luo, yet he couldn't help but frown slightly as he spoke.

Wang Ke’s heart stirred as he suddenly recalled the surname of one of the hidden families, and with it, Bai Bing'er.

"Phew... phew... Let me help you wash and dress. The evening banquet is about to begin, and you cannot afford to be late. But are you feeling well enough?" Du Meiyue asked with deep concern, her tone exceptionally gentle and attentive.

The two items retrieved by Liu Chunlei were examined by the various Feng Shui masters, and the conclusion remained the same as before: both were fakes and not magical artifacts at all.

"She said she had urgent business with you. She entered the Great Eagle Valley under the pretext that the Holy Aunt had sent her to serve you," Yun Xiu replied.

After a long while, once she had regained her composure, Pan Xiaoxiao quickly rinsed the towel again and went back out to continue wiping Jiang Yuan’s body.

Time slipped away. The stars in the sky vanished without a trace, only for the east to brighten with the pale light of dawn. A crimson sun rose on the eastern horizon, the midday sun shone from the south, the evening sun tilted westward, night fell, and the sky filled with stars once more.

Though it seemed like a long time, it was but a few breaths before the red blade in the old man’s hand reached the front of the puppet.

After a brief rest with some fruit and tea, Jiang Yuan’s mother came out to keep the guests company. With the whole family gathered together, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"You... what are you going to do? Are you going out to kill someone?" Yang Guang asked, sitting upright wrapped in a thick quilt, his heart filled with unease.

An Ying gently pulled open the front of her clothes, revealing a circular fan tattooed on her chest with countless lines of white light.

"Unless there is a Hundred Herb Pill, even a god would be helpless," Mi Tu smiled, pulling a handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

A blinding burst of white light exploded from his body, filling all the surrounding darkness.

Recently, the World Health Organization held an international conference in Montreal, primarily to discuss health and safety issues in underdeveloped and developing countries. In addition to some member states, there were also WHO officials, among them Richard Tyson, who had been framed by An Bang.

The only change was that in the ninth palace behind Jiang Yun, there was one fewer Demon Elder forever.

Violent power surged forth. Old Axe had no time to defend himself; blood rushed to his heart, causing him to vomit a mouthful of blood as his body was jolted backward repeatedly.

Regardless, Cai Zhixiong still wanted to know the nature of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, so he asked the Grand Preceptor once again.

Sitting on the ground, Mo Fan frowned as he watched the outer sect disciples jumping off the earth-tigers one after another. The mountain of corpses in Qingyang Town and the faces of the disciples who had died at that time flickered through his mind.

Having already been exposed, Cai Zhixiong immediately gauged the strength of the six Void Immortal realm powerhouses; there was no longer anything to worry about.

A lackey behind one of the first-rank Void Immortal powerhouses stepped forward, pointed a finger at Cai Zhixiong, and roared, his face etched with contempt.

The two of them wore identical athletic uniforms, the only difference being the names on their name tags. They were of similar height, able to look each other squarely in the eye. As they locked gazes, the air between them was thick with deep hostility.