Chapter 39: A Single Call, A Hundred Responses

Jiang Minghai?

As she stepped into the private room, Chu Qingcheng was startled the moment she saw the elderly man inside. She knew that Canglong Capital had already reached a partnership with the Jiang family, promising to provide them with a steady stream of financial support in the upcoming struggle for Jianghai City. At this juncture, the two sides were still meeting in private; Chu Qingcheng could hardly believe this was anything simple.

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Deep within the wilds, in a roughly built wooden cabin, flames soared high and the aroma of roasting food wafted through the air. Mei Ying, bound by strips of cloth in a corner of the room, finally opened her eyes.

"Qian!" Her claws crossed in front of her, firmly blocking the incoming dagger. The blade, forged from adamantine meteorite, was more than capable of withstanding the hardness of a weapon of the Azure grade. Yet the immense force transmitted through the weapon surged instantly along her arm, attacking her insides and sending her heart and lungs into violent turmoil; her vision sparkled with stars.

"Rest assured, my divine form has been destroyed. Though my foundation and primordial spirit remain, they cannot detect my demonic aura. Those six old men may appear to be Sword Saints, but in truth, I doubt they can muster even a third of a true Sword Saint's power!" The Demon Lord spoke with absolute confidence.

Shanran swiftly rushed to Jin Ling's side, tore off his shirt, and without a hint of pity, applied the high-grade healing medicine she had obtained from the City Lord's mansion to his bleeding wound. The gash was large, injuring both muscle and bone. The pale clavicle was separated from flesh, and through the wound it seemed to flaunt itself.

"Appease my anger? I have no desire to calm down." Yun Shitian's icy gaze swept over the kneeling ministers below.

Zhao Shu's horsemanship was fairly adept, but such strenuous travel was exhausting even for him. His thighs had long since been chafed raw, and his skin was likely peeled away. For half a month, he would probably not walk normally. Yet, thinking of Ma Liang's life and death, he could only grit his teeth and endure.

The patriarch and his companions had traveled for less than half an incense stick's time before leaving Immortal Grass Village. Along the way, Xi Shuang couldn't shake the growing sense of unease as she observed her surroundings. Weren't they supposed to be taken to see the patriarch? Why did it feel as though they were being led out of the village instead?

"To kill with battle energy is quite common. Young men, unwilling to lose face, fight for pride and commit extreme acts—has that ever been rare? Go home and reflect on it." Wang Chong took his leave.

The decisive step between becoming superhuman or remaining mortal was this opening of the immortal path. The significance of this initiation far surpassed the college entrance exams on Earth. Passing it meant widening the gap from ordinary people, as if embarking on a radiant road with a worry-free future.

Even the Immortal Emperor is but an ant? How arrogant must this Thunder Dragon be? He resolved never to discuss matters of immortals with this fellow again.

They were deeply grateful to Gu Feng; if not for him, they would have been bullied by Ren Xiaotian back then.

Upon finishing the incantation and swallowing the nine breaths, after nine years of cultivation, the Lord of Mount Tai would manifest before the supplicant, descending on clouds of azure breath to grant nine divine children and bestow natural spirit herbs, enabling knowledge of the affairs ten thousand miles east. After eighteen years, the dragon chariot would arrive; one could soar through the sky and ascend to the Jade Purity Palace.

I strode forward, wielding the peachwood sword in my hand. With a series of seals and incantations, I wasted no words and flung the sword toward Xiao Yuheng's back.

"Enough—stop admiring and hurry up, make me beautiful!" Wan Xiaoru wiped away her smile, patted her cheeks, and spoke gently.

Someone murmured that Xia Gong, the young master of the Eternal Imperial Palace, had always been considered the most formidable among those at the Star God realm. No one could withstand his attacks, and all along his journey, he had advanced with overwhelming force.

Dou Wuying spoke coldly. Bai Ming Qingqiu was an elder of the Bai Ming family in Skyfire City, and the Bai Ming clan was the city's second largest family.