Chapter 79: Ascending Through Demonic Power

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To be honest, the impression Yin Tianlei gave Ye Cheng was completely different from what he had imagined. He had expected this man to be an elderly sage, perhaps a bit lecherous, but surely not someone young. Martial artists, after all, live much longer than ordinary people, and as a leading figure in their world, Yin Tianlei should be at least a hundred or two hundred years old. Yet, seeing him now, apart from his voice...

“Nightmare?” Chen Xing lowered his head, a look of agreement flickering across his face. Just a couple of days ago, he’d dreamed of falling endlessly into an abyss. Even recalling that sensation of bottomless descent and perpetual weightlessness filled him with dread. And in this position now, any thought he might have would be immediately detected by Lilith, who was in such close proximity.

Six years ago, when he had needed Guan Chenji desperately, all Guan had done was leave a single sentence, promising to explain things when he returned that evening.

Zhao Fuxin gave the first seat to Ouyang Feng. Among their own people, there was no need for formalities, and Zhao simply took the last seat himself.

He noticed one of the people Liu Xinhua had brought was missing, which aroused his suspicion. Just then, Wu Da returned and was spotted, confirming his unease, so he followed up.

In truth, by this time, Yu Xiu had already been monitoring the situation here. At that exact moment, the old man arrived home as well. The three of them hurried over together and happened upon the scene before them. Alarmed and angry, they rushed forward to check.

Seeing Gu Meng in such a fit of frustration, Guan Chenji’s foul mood from earlier that morning inexplicably lifted. The gloom on his face vanished, replaced by his usual mischievous grin.

Two years ago, Jiang Qingwan had bought the old house from Third Grandfather, then enlisted Brother Shengbing, Uncle Qiangzi, and a few of the villagers to help her renovate and expand the main hall and bedrooms.

Golden Capital Nightclub was under Dragon Gate’s control. For these people to try to carve up Dragon Gate’s territory, and even hold this meeting in their domain, was the greatest possible insult to Dragon Gate.

Though she was being treated as a commodity to be bargained over, Liu Xinhua was equally using them to achieve her own ends.

The eyes of the Goddess of Fate narrowed sharply. He stared in disbelief at the God of Darkness—he actually wanted him to serve under the Demon God, even wished for his death?

Everyone was extremely attentive; in their eyes, the strength Chu Yi had just displayed placed him at the very peak of the Dao Prefecture.

One had to admit Li Xinyu was truly cunning. Even if Zhao Sigou caught her unbuttoning his clothes, she could feign sleepwalking to cover the awkwardness. And if he noticed nothing, she could claim the next morning that Zhao had forced himself upon her.

Mo Zhonghuai had no patience for explanations at this point. Escorted by bodyguards, he got into the car and left.

Mo Yutian stood at a slightly higher position, not ostentatious, yet clearly asserting his own status.

Previously, this place had been heavily guarded. After the great victory at Yin Mountain and the fall of Eastern Turkic, the situation eased, and defenses were relaxed. The garrison dwindled from more than twenty thousand to just a few hundred, until one autumn day in the fifth year of the Zhenguan era.

They entered a city where the buildings were mostly round, painted in bright colors, but with peculiar designs.

Cao Jianhua now realized how uncomfortable Li Guyu was being around him. He didn’t want to push Li Guyu, but as he watched Li walk away, a plan to steal his wife began to take shape in his mind.

“Start with ten million gold coins, let’s call that ten percent!” Wang Sheng blurted out without a second thought.

It was obvious Wang Sheng was not a true master. Whether during the Mirror of Origin test, which many had witnessed, or from his current demeanor, he seemed to be nothing more than an ordinary man with unusual strength.