Volume One, Chapter 49: Love Extends to the Hawk

Mists drifted leisurely, shifting and billowing unpredictably, yet no one dared to underestimate them as terrifying might radiated outward. Among the leaders of the three immortal sects, Yu Dao, the master of the Path-Clearing Sect, possessed the highest realm and was the most unfathomable; no one could truly gauge just how terrifying Yu Dao was.

By the time public opinion throughout the city had reached this irreversible juncture, a press conference was suddenly to be called. No matter how one thought about it, this seemed entirely contrary to reason.

This massive wine vat was the creation of the Mending God. He had someone fire the vat, smashed it to pieces himself, and then carried a pile of broken shards back to mend it piece by piece.

Seeing that the jade bead possessed extraordinary beauty yet maintained clear, lively eyes with a proper demeanor, Trixue smiled at her. Just as they reached the Lingxue Courtyard, they each went to tidy up and settle in, after which they immediately went to Xu Shu's quarters to report back.

Xu Zhanmei had long been accustomed to ordering people around as if she owned the place. Within the entire Zhanfei Group, there was no one who did not show her a sliver of respect. At this moment, however, this security guard was dawdling and refusing to open the door, which instantly fueled her anger. Her willow eyebrows arched upward as she glared at the guard, ready to unleash a scolding.

Yu Lingqiu also felt a measure of tension and worry at this moment. Although she had great confidence in her father, what if something happened? What if an unexpected mishap occurred?

Just as Early Summer opened the car door, Chu Feng's jeep pulled up neatly right behind them.

The banquet resumed, and none of them took the incident to heart. After all, it was merely beating up a few hired hands; a single tavern meant nothing to them. Leaving aside the fact that a few things were smashed, what would it matter even if they gave the tavern away outright?

The true essence of uniqueness lies in fusing one's own characteristics into the Dao of space and time, or in other words, merging one's path with space and time to attain immortality. Once one reaches this realm, unless the enemy possesses the ability to erase the very traces of space and time, it becomes impossible to kill them.

He immediately perceived that this robust spiritual energy did not belong to the Primordial Heaven realm, but rather emanated from a Tribulation-realm entity.

The previous magnetic levitation armored vehicle had already been destroyed and could no longer be used. For the remainder of the journey, Luo Tianhuan had to rely entirely on walking. This also meant that Luo Tianhuan and his companions would consume a vast amount of time, and during their trek on foot, they would inevitably be ambushed by mutated creatures.

Both Wei Suzhou and Bu Hongye were formidable Void-Breaking realm experts, yet Lei Ming showed not a shred of fear, refusing to give them even a shred of face. Although Wei Suzhou and Bu Hongye were so furious that their faces turned livid, not a single one of them dared to confront Lei Ming head-on.

"But, how—how is that possible?" One had to know that the success rate of cloning technology was far from high. Why on earth did he possess so many successful experimental subjects?

A sudden and unexpected war thus came to a hasty close. Counting them up, Wuyue, the X-Men, and the Mutant Brotherhood—all three warring parties suffered catastrophic losses, and it seemed that not a single faction emerged victorious.

Li Jiaying waited for quite a while without receiving a reply, her heart turning as cold as ashes. Trying to answer with a sarcastic joke probably wouldn't work on her mother-in-law. She took a screenshot of her conversation with Qiu Lizhen and sent it to Duan Weiqi.

Zhang Jialiang picked up the phone and summoned Wang Ba to his office. Once Wang Ba arrived, Zhang Jialiang went straight to the point: "Young Master Wang, how much influence do you wield over the Public Security Department of Hexi Province?" Since they had grown quite familiar with one another by now, Zhang Jialiang did not beat around the bush and asked directly.

This incident earned Duan Weiqi another round of fierce reprimand from the Duan family. Not only his father Duan Yanfu, but his eldest uncle Duan Yanxiao as well, seized the opportunity to scold him from every conceivable angle. They criticized him on personal matters and official affairs, from emotional relationships to corporate management, and from family affairs to the board of directors. In short, it was as if Duan Weiqi had tossed a cigarette butt into a haystack—mindless, willful, and utterly self-righteous.

Outside, Fang Qin was also checking her watch. It was already this late and he still hadn't arrived; was the traffic really that severe? Surely there should have been traffic lights where he had to stop along the way—why hadn't he called her back?

"Alright, I know you have high status now, our newly promoted Senior Colonel Ye." Ye Jingheng rolled his eyes and said. What debts were they even settling? To score favor in front of his wife and future brother-in-law, what was five million?

Hearing this, Tan Bingbing chuckled. Completely ignoring the presence of her younger brother, she actually leaned her head against Zhang Jialiang's shoulder, feeling a profound sense of satisfaction. She understood Zhang Jialiang's underlying meaning: following him was by no means a loss for her. She knew all too well that once she left Zhang Jialiang, she would be left with absolutely nothing.

"Why are you staring at me? Aren't your lips quite nimble? You managed to rake in over seven hundred dollars all along the way," Blood Eagle remarked.

"How did you get hurt?" Just as Qiman finished speaking, before he even had time to reach out and steady him, Blood Eagle abruptly raised his head. Stricken with sudden dread, Qiman jerked his head to the side just as a flash of white light grazed past his cheek, slicing a shallow cut.

Upon hearing these words, the majority of the Daoist priests expressed their agreement, especially those who were well aware of the terrifying power of the old monster; they shouted their approval even louder.

Frowning slightly, Ye Chen became even more convinced of one thing: this young woman had feelings for him. Was this a good sign or a bad one? When did his personal charm become so overwhelming? Words spoken by a person in an instant without reflection generally represented the truest thoughts of their heart.

Judging by Zhao Yun's tone, it was clear that Su Yunliang was no longer the foolish girl of the past who would let herself be sold and still help count the money for the buyer. If Zhao Yun really showed up at her doorstep demanding money, Su Yunliang would definitely not let the matter rest.

Yun Jing, the strongest expert of the imperial capital's Yun family, was dead, yet he had offended someone even more powerful than himself. What on earth were they supposed to do now?

As the premier immortal sect of the Immortal Realm, if even the Immortal Spirit Sect were to retreat, who else would be left to resist the demon army?

"Stop pushing your limits, you'll die!" Qiman had barely shouted when a wave of palm force swept toward him from He Yao, blasting him backward. After crashing to the ground, he found himself unable to rise for a long time.

As Bai Ruolin received the envelope from the hands of the astrologer, the moment her fingers touched the ethereal envelope, she could actually feel the tactile sensation of the paper it transmitted.

In the end, the two families shared a meal together, and the atmosphere had already grown completely harmonious. Sitting together, the two families chatted and laughed merrily, acting even closer than in-laws. Of course, the two families were already prospective in-laws to begin with, given the relationship between Zijun and Qianqian. Perhaps they would become even closer if Jason and Jialan's romance proceeded smoothly.

Chu Nanxuan's expression remained indifferent as he merely glanced at her sideways out of the corner of his eye without uttering a single word. He turned and strode out, though the breeze he kicked up was chillingly cold, standing out all the more starkly in the middle of a midsummer night.