Volume One, Chapter 78: Villains Are Punished by Their Own Kind

Once everyone realized what had happened, they couldn’t help but start talking again.

“Damn, what kind of strength is that? No wonder he’s not afraid of facing so many people. If I had that kind of skill, I wouldn’t just let people bully me without saying a word.”

“He’s incredible. Could he be a retired king of soldiers? I feel like only someone like that could have such ability.”

Ye Tian glanced at Xu Fengyang and Zhou Nianxi, who were straining their ears beside him, and shared what he knew.

In the world of cultivation, having a photographic memory isn’t considered anything particularly impressive. Once one’s cultivation reaches a certain level, their thinking and memory speed increase dramatically; many people can remember things at a glance. However, possessing such talent before beginning cultivation is extremely rare.

Her cultivation and mastery of magical abilities were entirely on par with Xu Jing’s. Only when facing special cases like the Demon Lord, who was immune to magical powers, would she fall behind.

As she fixed her gaze once more on the charming, lovely friend before her—the one who had befriended her when she felt most lost—the smile on her lips grew more mocking. It was unclear whether she was laughing at her friend or at herself.

Now, Yu Qiu’s body was one hundred percent spiritual, an immortal form that could never die or perish.

Although these medicinal herbs couldn’t compare to the rare treasures auctioned for astronomical prices, they still required a specialized Chinese medicine shop to obtain. A doctor recommended him to the Jiren Hall, assuring him he would find them there, so Xu Jing went.

Even with her eyes closed, she could easily find the door. If she weren’t limited by her low cultivation and inability to extend her spiritual consciousness, she wouldn’t be suffering so much now.

“Hmph… I never said you couldn’t go over there,” Kaisha muttered after catching her breath, her arms limp and powerless at her sides.

Since the healer’s first awakening, her control over the holy light magic and magical accessories had greatly improved; she no longer had to blindly fumble about.

Although Old Han Six was always in a withered state, in essence he was little different from a vegetative person. He was fully aware of everything that happened during that time, so there was no need for us to inform each other of anything.

Stepping out of the grand hall, one could see fireworks filling the sky, as if celebrating the performance of Shen Shutang and Fu Chuan.

Even Lu Sitian bought more than one house. She specially called her brother to the capital to sign the papers, registering one of the properties under his name.

Grandfather and grandson both gazed at Qinglan, watching Lin Feng with a peculiar look, their eyes finally falling upon Lin Feng’s palm.

In the end, the two sides clashed in Loulan. Er Mian Kesi died in battle; of the one hundred thousand cavalry, fewer than ten thousand managed to flee back home, three thousand were slain by the Tang family’s army, and more than fifty thousand were buried alive.

He optimistically reassured himself, “It’s all right, it’s all right. At least she was willing to attend their wedding, and that’s good enough. Everything else can be taken slowly; after all, they have plenty of time.”

Later, in conversation, He Yougen discovered that these two constables had not come to seek revenge on behalf of Li Xi and her brother. On the contrary, they were there to cause trouble for the siblings.

Frightened, Hua Yangming fell to his knees and said, “Please spare me, Master Sect Leader. I swear I will never reveal your whereabouts to anyone.”

This is what people mean when they say human plans cannot match the designs of fate. Tian Xiaoyue sought to harm him, but never expected that the Order of Beasts would be triggered by the stirrings of the seven emotions and six desires.

How could someone like him possibly win the favor of a beautiful, celebrity-like woman, gentle as water, with such a personality?

Luo Hao furrowed his brows. He didn’t have so many mid-grade spirit stones; he did have tens of thousands of high-grade ones, but he didn’t intend to use them yet, saving them instead for his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage.

Dongmei nodded and said, “I know him. He is the young master of the Feng family.” With that, she hesitated no longer, stepped in to place the tray on the table, and bowed gracefully to Xi Feng.