Chapter 41

On their wedding night, the couple slept separately. Su Jin thought she might not be used to it, but the heavy exhaustion lulled her into a deep, restful sleep. By her side, Rong Yun watched her peaceful face, his dark eyes as deep as a pool, lost in thought.

In the past, it was impossible to buy cultivation pills with money alone, but now the world’s spiritual energy is thin, spirit mines are scarce, and spirit stones are no longer used for trade. Most celestial masters now live among ordinary people, and the various sects need worldly funds to sustain their expenses—money has become indispensable.

The ten-thousand-mile mountain range was destroyed; the thousand-year-old Gu tribe vanished without a trace; no one knew what this signified. In his fury, Lou Hai dispatched all his forces in search of the old Miao leader of the Gu tribe.

Wei Renxiong obviously shared this sentiment. With the power he now wielded, he could have easily forced Liu Chen’s father to reveal the location and entry method of the underground base where the weapon was sealed, had he chosen to use ruthless methods.

She didn’t need to explain the Lightning Talisman much; the advanced exorcism talismans and Thunder Summoning talismans she had prepared specially for her counterpart.

Qin Guihua immediately tried to comfort her, but it was clearly ineffective. At that moment, Er Tao started wailing, so Qin Guihua had to carry Er Tao and lead Da Tao home.

Qian Hongxin argued with the boss, but it was futile—the boss stubbornly insisted on two thousand five hundred and would not budge.

Suddenly, hands clasped tightly at the nape of her neck. The reckless young man crashed his lips onto hers, his fangs knocking against her teeth, crushing her with no rhyme or reason.

This was the reunion gift he prepared for Ningning, which had taken him four months to collect. He managed to deliver it just before her final assessment.

Jiuyou’s snow-white Void Sword in his hand let out a hum, slashing across his feet. A wave of sword energy swept out, causing the entire Han Tian Palace to tremble.

After Yunqi left, Nan He’s attention remained focused on the Thin Yanhe within her body, so she hadn’t noticed that Emperor He hadn’t followed.

Wan Ni pressed Lei Zhan down onto a chair, gripping his hand tightly as if afraid he would disappear if she let go. She sat down herself.

"Do I look like someone who cares about money? I told you, I love buying things for you. Anything you like, I wish I could buy them all," Lu Yan said resolutely.

Nan He was truly hungry. It hadn’t seemed so bad when she kept quiet, but now her stomach felt hollow and uncomfortable.

The front row had been temporarily taken out, and hundreds of Moon Star people surged forward to continue fighting.

Using the Guangdi Guanlong family’s secret art, the Ten Heavens and Nine Earths Divine Sovereign Formula, a faint mist appeared, shrouding the golden dragon behind him. If the technique were perfected and his foundation strong, such a golden dragon would be nothing but a paper tiger. But Yue Wuyia’s foundation was unstable, so he could only let it fade away with him.

"Roar!" The giant dragon beneath him let out a furious roar, charging skyward, its wild claws smashing fiercely at Horstec before it. Horstec dodged nimbly, avoiding the dragon’s swipe, and retaliated with a wolf-tooth club, striking hard.

It was currently the registration period. With increased admissions this year, applicants from all over the country flocked to the National Sword Society, creating a sea of people. In the end, police had to maintain order.

After a sip of tea to suppress his worries, Bu Qianhuai tapped the hilt of his sword at his waist, lost in thought.

The doctor finished IV infusion for Shaliste and finally left. Looking at Shaliste’s pale face, Lu Yan’s heart ached.

There was no shortage of underground monsters within the ruins. The intricate maze of roads was largely dug out by mountain worms and earth ants. Here, it was a world of monsters, shaped by time into their favored environment.

Tuo Yin knew he was haunted by the deaths of his companions and worried about the safety of everyone entering the valley in the coming days. But this was something he had to work through on his own.

"What is it?" Di Shuixin immediately looked over nervously when Zhou Yu spoke.

Shao Heng sized up Wintergreen, thinking: This disciple is quite strange, and the master is eager to take her on. But this girl doesn’t seem to have any special physique.

At the same time, he leaped up, swinging both fists—left blazing like fire, right crackling with thunder.

Although Qu Shaoying was placed in the Illusion Sect to annoy Luo Yukun, Dugu Xing didn’t care for him either, and now couldn’t be bothered to explain.

Under Mi Dou’s regretful gaze, Meike Prefecture No. 62 was eliminated. Mi Dou turned his attention back to the arenas of Taichuan and Hedong Prefectures: if Taichuan’s senior could win, they’d secure a top-four spot; if they lost, they’d have to fight for fifth place in the western arena.

"Your methods for concealing your aura are quite impressive, truly someone skilled at lurking." Though the wealthy young man tried hard to hide it, there were still faint waves of ghostly consciousness emanating from him.

Disaster! Mi Dou recalled Cui’s pained, forced smile when paying for horse racing, and his heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly closed his eyes, not daring to look.

Lu Xin was a little jealous—why couldn’t she have met the Lonely Tycoon sooner, and more importantly, he was so extravagantly generous.

Especially today, she still needed to discuss with Hong Manning where the best location for the film city would be.