Volume 1, Chapter 33: Soul Entangled in the Fragmented Mirror

"Wait, a girl? Are you talking about Liu Ruoxi?" Su Haoming was stunned. "What does she know?"

The guardian spirit’s outline flickered slightly.

"She is a descendant of my master. She has been lurking within the Qingxuan Sect for many years in search of the key. She chose you, but she did not tell you the whole truth."

"She chose me?" Su Haoming’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. "You aren't joking with me, are you?"

[System Alert: Host experiencing intense emotional fluctuation. Primordial Violet Qi activity increased by 30%.]
[System restoration progress: 25.7%]

"Why didn't she tell me?" Su Haoming’s voice held a trace of imperceptible trembling.

"Perhaps she was afraid you wouldn't..."

Upon hearing this, Madam Jin’s expression shifted subtly, and she lowered her eyes, failing to notice Madam Zheng casting a cryptic glance toward her.

Later, after that pair of lovers vanished without a trace, the growth of the Blood Soul Grass—the azaleas—here never returned to the state it had been in before they were rescued ten thousand years ago.

It was only then that I realized many ambulances and police cars had already arrived. Old Qian was directing the cleanup operations.

However, the situation was different now; there was no exit behind the restriction, and they would have to linger between the two realms for some time.

Disregarding whether Qin Qian would strike, he dodged cunningly, pushed aside Lin Qing’s sword, summoned his own life-bound blade, and launched a sudden, explosive attack.

With that, she didn't hesitate to take a secret key and the jade slip containing the address given to her by Qin Qian, then flew toward the entrance of the Tongyuan Realm without looking back.

"Sect Leader Wan, my visit today is actually to borrow the mongoose essence held within your Ten Thousand Demon Tower. I hope you will grant this request." Liu Wuyou did not beat around the bush, stating her purpose directly.

Although her mood had improved by now, she had been truly furious earlier, and by nightfall, An Lingling began to bleed.

Lin Ruhai was well aware of his own health; over the past six months, it had deteriorated significantly. He didn't know when he might collapse, but he persisted. At the very least, he had to see Jia Lian enter government service and Daiyu become betrothed. He knew he might not live to see Daiyu reach womanhood, but he would only feel at ease once she was engaged. He wondered if heaven would grant him that opportunity.

Liao Zhu hesitated; he never overstepped his bounds regarding Yao Cuihan’s private resting space. Ultimately, he picked up his tea and sat in the outermost single-seat sofa.

Within the jungle restriction, they finished building the immortal stone furnace. Ah Huang instructed Ah Hong to begin using fire-attribute techniques to ignite it, then had Ah Qing and Ah Lan, who had been watching from the side, assist in channeling magic to transport the refining materials and learn how to feed and purify them.

Furthermore, Xia Ye analyzed the current situation of the continent for Lin Yu. Naturally, this was the content Lin Yu cared about most, as he was still quite concerned about the current state of the Tianxuan Sect.

The gray-robed old man sitting atop the peak of the celestial artifact stairs called himself the Saint of Ultimate Dao. He was the only saint who had cultivated and ascended in the Immortal Realm, and only he was currently capable of reinforcing the seal cast by the former Lord of the Immortal Realm, the Five Elements God Emperor.

This was a secret strategic weapon of China: the long-range bomber with a 6,000-kilometer range—the Hong-1! The mission this time was to bomb the headquarters of the four-nation coalition forces in Osaka, Japan.

Jiang Tian knew the personality of Uncle Hu all too well. Having followed his father, Jiang Baiwan, through the most difficult times, the old man had seen more major events than Jiang Tian had crossed bridges. Uncle Hu rarely hesitated like this, and his pause now gave Jiang Tian a bad premonition.

The meeting place was a martial arts studio with an antique-style decor. At the entrance, several robust young men were practicing martial arts, giving the place a very authentic feel.

After all, with the soul of the Ancestor of Araki serving as witness, this was absolute evidence. If he dared to say anything else, and any of the major factions were accused of colluding with the Blood Demons, the people present might just talk, but if word got out, they would have no place to hide anywhere in the Five Elements Heavens.

"What is it! What on earth could it be that would make Big Brother spend ten percent of his source energy to cultivate?" Long Wangu stared at Ye Tian.

"That’s simple. Yue Li just needs to give the security guard a little smile." The middle-aged man was immediately infatuated, obediently letting Yue Li and the others inside.

Because when that sword light arrived, all his defensive energy was shattered in a single exchange, breaking through all of Chen Changan’s defenses.

Therefore, considerations in this regard were merely based on speculation. But when Chu Feng raised this point, even though the Thirteenth Master did not place much weight on speculation, he was still influenced by it.

Just like in the 17th century, the theories and worldviews we construct today are changing along with our tools of exploration. This is a unique hallmark of science.

A death soldier usually only receives one mission. Regardless of whether the mission fails, his family will receive compensation, but if he succeeds, he can return home and secure a good job along with a bonus.

Li Mo took out the Staff of Origins and fired a beam of light at the Nine-Tailed Fox. Before long, a spatial rift appeared in the living room.

Although the city gates had long been closed for the night, the butler dared not disobey. He was also a member of the Han family, and gratefully arranged for people to take his token and head outside the city. Those inside the city didn't know what was happening outside; as for how many guards managed to escape, that depended on their own luck.

Chu Zheng looked at the familiar-looking middle-aged man before him. After a moment of thought, he realized: wasn't this Xu Ao, the only one he hadn't killed when the four great martial arts families of Jinling besieged Mount Jiuyang?

Now, Long Jun was already an expert at the Yuanjin Realm. He possessed extraordinary vital energy, which not only allowed him to challenge those of higher ranks but also enabled him to circulate that energy into his eyes to see through everything within a two-meter radius.

But the tragic news had already arrived. The police informed the family that Mr. Ou had been murdered in the early hours of June 17th.

One faction supported Hao Ren, while the other supported Hao Yi. Originally, the high-level members of the family supported Hao Yi; after all, Hao Yi’s talent and strength were superior regardless of anything else.

"Fine, I’ll wait for you outside. Whenever you’re in the mood, just come out." Gao Ying’s attitude was firm, and she hung up the phone directly.

As the drum signaling the start of the match sounded, Liang Dong took the initiative to attack. Seeing that Liang Dong’s footwork was steady and his movements were unhurried, with a calm mindset, A-Xiu couldn't help but nod.

The sky was filled with dense stars, beautiful beyond measure, completely different from the scenes on the streets of the city.

There was no wind, and the dark clouds in the sky completely obscured the moon. Deep in the mountains, there was not a shred of light. Under the red glow of the lanterns, the intricate trees all around seemed to come alive, their gnarled shadows drifting about like rustling, malevolent ghosts.