Chapter 19: War!

News about Red Mansion is familiar to every resident of Jiang City. Although No. 1 High School boasts the highest college admission rate, every year on the eve of the college entrance exam, some students succumb to the pressure and leap from the rooftop of Red Mansion.

Gazing at the nearby Tianwuxuan, Zhou Yan couldn’t help but smile with quiet delight.

Chen Bin took a tissue from his bag and wiped off the mud-stained part. Everyone struggled to make out the details.

These moves from various schools and sects were haphazardly pieced together, yet strangely, they gave no sense of disorder. Instead, they flowed like water and clouds, as if they were meant to be that way.

Though this martial faction wasn’t particularly powerful, most groups engaged in businesses like running restaurants were known for their keen and reliable information.

In the sky, the chaotic energy stream engulfed Dapra, spreading the scent of blood and smoke. Babidi’s eyes rounded wide, losing all confidence, mirroring the dull expression of the Kaioshin.

In this world, human power has evolved to its utmost, with factions reaching the pinnacle of this realm. The demon clans, once rivals vying for supremacy with humans, were driven underground into the dark underworld.

“Go upstairs and write something. I’ll call you when it’s time for lunch,” said Boss Chen again.

Ever since Ouzhi established the Famous Sword Manor, the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword has become the token passed down from one manor master to the next.

Regardless of her previous intentions, Qin Tian deeply sensed Lin Xian’er’s undeniable affection at this moment.

However, the deadly moves the assassin unleashed one after another didn’t resemble the martial arts of either family, which puzzled Chu Tianyu greatly.

Though it seemed slow, the events unfolded within a very short span; the mist and the fire barrier stood less than fifty meters from the Blood Spirit Fruit.

Within this thought surged longing, joy, shyness, resentment, and unease—emotions that rippled through the river waves and imprinted themselves on Chen Jing’s heart. He immediately thought of someone: Gu Mingwei from Baling City. He had felt this same sensation when first heading to Baling City from Gu Mingwei.

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After the hunter obtained this brewing recipe, although he hadn’t yet produced top-grade red wine, through his modifications and relentless experiments, he managed to craft some fine fruit wine and a Hundred Flowers Brew.

“Chu Tianyu, we will finally meet. I wonder how much shock I can bring you,” the Holy Palace Master muttered to himself, eyes fixed on the distant horizon.

Having tested for two minutes and confirmed no danger, Duan Qiu immediately entered the herbal garden.

Yan Luoniang didn’t reply but looked at her senior sisters. Seeing their faces brighten with joy, Fanghuang quickly withdrew, as if suddenly finding her direction. Yan Luoniang swallowed the words she had intended to say.

Along the way, they encountered many troubles and challenges, all resolved one by one but fraught with peril.

Although Duan Qiu regained memories of the past, he did not change his view of others; he was the same as before, unchanged.

“God-Slayer Stage? So if I reach the late Out-of-Body stage, I can break through to God-Slayer Stage at any time?” Ye Feng asked. Hearing Duan Qianyao’s description, he was indeed tempted to first break through to the God-Slayer Stage before advancing to the Fusion Stage.

Yet whenever Aunt Pei was mentioned, Pei Huan always fell silent. In his eyes lingered a deep, self-reproachful light, making him appear much more solemn than usual. Such a Pei Huan was rare; in her memory, he was the unserious, carefree one with a heart full of passion.

Moreover, footsteps echoed in the corridor—chaotic and numerous. From the sound, it seemed like a vast army was rushing this way.

He was still as heroic as before, his profound gaze still capable of captivating her endlessly.

Leading many family experts to Canglan City, upon learning of Mo Lili’s departure, Li Yixie dispatched Li Jiujiang with thirty Soul Transformation realm masters in pursuit.

“Sniff—” Tong Tianai couldn’t help but sniff, clearly engrossed in the unfolding story.

After an unknown time, Yan Ran looked up again to find the sky darkening. The howling mountain wind grew colder, and without the hot spring’s warmth, the chill pierced to the bone.

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In Qingfeng Mountain, the scars of the fierce battle between Mo Li and five experts from three sects remained after half a year—no grass grew around. The deep pit and drifting dust still clearly testified to the brutality of that day’s fight.

“You forgot about Lily. For the past three years, Lily has been training hard for you. Now, I believe even God Slayer Lily can fight for a while,” Erika reminded a puzzled Nong Yue.

From the start, the beige-haired Five Elder Stars had prepared themselves; at worst, they could wait for one more resurrection. So they endured the slight mockery, as long as their goal was achieved.

Marrying a beauty into the harem, setting up a courtyard for her, gazing upon her as if in a daze, though unable to recall whom she resembled.

In contrast, Shada’s soul armor was composed of entirely different attributes, lacking mutual enhancement. If not for the peculiar Yin-Yang Eight-Section Technique, Shada’s fusion method would have rendered him useless.

Perhaps the snapshot angle was too ambiguous—Li Ran pursed her lips in a smile, the intimacy between the two was undeniable.

When the Immortal Lord once spoke to me that year, I resolved to seclude myself in the Evil Emperor Palace, never stepping outside to avoid indiscriminate killing. Yet, matters were far graver than I imagined.

Su Molian, grateful for Zhao Shuo’s help, slightly bowed in thanks, a faint smile blooming like an oncoming peach blossom, stunning in its beauty.

No expression showed on his face, nor on Ye Qing’s. Gu Shi’an had wanted to ask about Chen Zhengkang’s matters but ultimately could not bring himself to speak.

In fact, no further inquiry was needed. Harry’s right eye, with its blue pupil, and his left eye, housing the scarlet Sharingan, spoke volumes.

Tempted by delicacies and loyal to the fat boss’s faith, the rapidly improving Rabbit not only entered the elite forces but was also approved to compete in the arena. Rumor had it that if victorious, he could eat freely at the finest tavern.