Chapter 41: Cultivation Is Not a Crime!

Mount Lingxiao’s ridges stretch outward in all directions; from above, they resemble the intricate folds of a verdant green robe’s sleeves.

After the broadcast ended, Lu Qingfei did not return. She sat by the lakeside, resting her face against one hand. Her delicate brows and eyes softened by the golden sunlight, she quietly gazed at the reflection of the blue sky upon the water.

The gentle breeze lingered at her ear...

As soon as the words were spoken, the already furious Chen Xuan and his companions grew even more indignant. In a moment, a figure climbed to the spot where Qin Wu had just jumped; after hesitating for two seconds, he followed suit and leapt down.

For instance, there are herbal merchants specializing in astragalus. His astragalus is of the finest quality and efficacy, and he alone holds the source. Thus, he is able to dominate that market.

Drawing nearer, it became clear that the newcomers were Vice Captain Xu Hu of the Guards Company and Captain Wang Changgui of the Reconnaissance Company.

Last year, my uncle visited the Li family to arrange a marriage for me. Being familiar with the Lis, and seeing their difficulties, he gave twenty taels as bride price in advance. This year, the match was supposed to be concluded, yet the Li family demanded another ten taels.

Now, Zhu Sisi is the former! Even if she once belonged to the latter, who now would dare mention her past?

Lan Yu is usually careless and blunt, but when faced with problems, he reacts as nimbly as a monkey; otherwise, how could he so often win battles?

“I think you should seek out Officer Qiushan,” Anna said. Logically, Zhou Sen is the leader of Group Five in the Intelligence Squad, and any intelligence sent from Khabarovsk should be handled by him and then reported.

And given Zhu De’s abilities, would he dare to openly challenge Los? Even if he were given ten times the courage, he would not dare.

But just as Schloss was about to pull his sunken body from the ground, another vacuum palm descended.

Although Yi Qixing’s return ended in uncertainty, it at least signified the end of the first stop, bringing a moment of peace. But what follows will surely be a storm of battles; for now, the Sword Realm is on edge.

Since the item was put up for auction, it suggests there must be a mother vein among them, unique to their region. The auction house had authenticated them; there was a mother vein, and almost nowhere else in the other empires could even ordinary stones of the same attribute be found.

At the instant the two dragon shadows collided, Ji Ziming’s expression was remarkably calm, though watching made Bu Qianhuai’s skin crawl. Hearing Ji Ziming’s words, Bu Qianhuai’s mind began to stir.

After a bloody, fierce battle, every level of the staircase was strewn with corpses, the steps drenched in blood. The death warriors by Kang Yuan’s side grew fewer as the fight raged on; by the time he reached the thirtieth step, all his companions had fallen, leaving him alone, hacking fiercely with his blade.

Gao Wu remained silent, stepping out of the room first. Lu Yan understood Gao Wu’s intent and followed him outside, knowing now was the time to resolve important matters, not to trifle.

Shen Zhou sensed someone entering and slowly raised his head. In the dim light of the cell’s oil lamp, Shen Zhou recognized the newcomer as Yang Yunhan, and could not conceal his joy.

These three were known to Yang Yunhan as well: none other than the Tangut National Preceptor Yeli Wuming, who had twice suffered at Yang Yunhan’s hands, and his two disciples, Ren Duo Qiangang and Mei Zang Kunrou.

If the High Priest and Yan Gan finally settled their contest, Ao Sheng would not hesitate to act. Though his true aim was the Nine-Star Heaven-Querying Array, if he could inflict serious wounds on the Blood Dragon Clan, he wouldn’t mind lending a hand—after all, the Blood Dragon Clan has long been the old rivals of his Nether Dragon Clan.

The first-floor corridor leading outside the teaching building flickered incessantly, its lights either long overdue for replacement or the victims of some mischievous prank. Accompanied by faint but piercing crackling sounds, the already gloomy corridor grew ever more eerie and terrifying.