Chapter Eighty-Five: Nonsense and Rambling

“Mr. Jin, I have long heard your name, but hearing is not the same as seeing. You truly are a gifted young man. There is only one thing I do not quite understand, and I still hope that you will...”

He did not finish the sentence, leaving the rest for Jin Yuan to answer. In truth, it was also a measure of face for Madam Yuan Xiangdie; at least she was not blocking her own son-in-law on the very day of the wedding.

Even Mr. Li did not look pleased.

“There was never any particularly superior choice. I only felt that this woman was very good.”

Not a word more of explanation, not a single ornate phrase—he used only the most ordinary words to utter that one astonishing statement.

“If you are only playing with her, I hope you will not use such a m...”

“Ha ha, come, son. Today we drink until we drop; we can talk of everything else another day!” Su Zhengtian laughed, clapping Su Yan on the shoulder and dragging him toward the door.

The sun shone brightly, and the sea glittered with ripples of light. Now and then a white shape leapt from the water, flashing brilliantly in the sunlight.

“Since someone is treating us, of course I’m going!” Seeing that Yuqi was going too, Li Yu could hardly stand still. He hurried after Shen Feng. Yi Qianyu was probably truly hungry, and said nothing at all, merely trailing behind.

Kidd sprang up from the sofa at once, his gaze fixed on Luo like a sword. A fierce, cold killing intent rose from his body, and SAD’s existence made him lose composure in an instant.

Nalan Xue was not foolish; how could she fail to understand that Bai Jifeng was thinking of her, not wanting her to become estranged from Jiang Yue? She smiled and changed the subject.

Only now did I realize that all the guards stationed around the camp were actually Golden Knights. The Silver Emblem Knights had already set up camp on the outskirts. It seemed to be very favorable for me to complete the mission; at the very least, I would not have to go searching everywhere for a Golden Knight.

He handed fifty taels to Jiang Yunxian for safekeeping, keeping only a few taels in loose silver on his person. Seeing that this matter here was settled, it was time to leave.

“You two go in first. We’ll find our own seats!” Ying Xiang urged Shen Feng and Yuqi.

On the other hand, “My lord! My lord...” Gao Sheng removed my armor and was helping me bandage my wounds, while I leaned against the wooden wall, catching my breath. In front of me stood personal guards on watch; anyone who dared step forward was slain without mercy.

“Brother, where is your innkeeper?” Hua Shangxue asked with a smile, speaking politely despite the other man’s身份.

“Feigning mystique, are you? I’ll cripple you!” His expression twisted viciously. Knowing he had already gone this far, there could be no retreat. The gleaming thing in his left hand thrust forward without hesitation toward the enemy.

Pinned to the ground by Wolf Moon, Beitang Junxiao wore an expression of utter despair. He, a peak human emperor, had actually been pressed into the dirt by a wolf. What had this world come to?

Zhuang Jian swept his gaze over the ruins with a look of pity. Among the broken walls and collapsed debris, many breaths still remained. But now was not the time for rescue; it was better to settle the greater problem first. With that, his figure flickered and vanished, leaving the place empty and in ruins.

Even after breaking through to the peak of the spirit tier, any remaining spiritual power could be used to nourish the inner world. The earlier the world was nurtured, the sooner it could give birth to living beings, which would greatly benefit future cultivation.

Robert waved a hand, signaling me to come with him. I followed behind him and walked out of the shooting room together.

Tu Su only felt as though something had struck his head. In an instant the heavens spun and the earth darkened, and he collapsed to the ground.

The several heavily injured cultivators of the Profound Heaven Sacred Land, all in the middle stage of the primal opening realm, seemed to see a sliver of light in the darkness, a sliver of hope in despair.

Liu Fan thought it over and realized that it was indeed so. If Dong Zhuo’s power grew stronger and stronger, he could help him shoulder some of the pressure from the court. And history might repeat itself: after Emperor Ling of Han died, when He Jin sought to exterminate the Ten Attendants, he was very likely to summon Dong Zhuo into the capital again. If Dong Zhuo brought the Bing province army to the capital, then it would be the perfect trigger for chaos under heaven.

Most domineering of all was that even a strong cultivator in the Divine Seal realm found it hard to withstand the侵vasion of such poison. Only a powerful soul cultivator, one who had cultivated the power of the spirit, could easily shake off the poison’s force.