Volume One, Chapter 27: I Speak on Behalf of the Splendid Pavilion

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Who could have known that Jiang Shuai would suddenly turn his head away while looking at my face? When he looked back again, his eyes were already perfectly clear.

The survivor camp had several dozen people, but they not only lived separately; there was also constant open and covert competition among them.

“His target was Whitebeard from the very beginning. He’s already flown over there. What an overestimation of his own abilities,” Buggy said with a curl of his lips. He simply could not understand why anyone would insist on charging forward despite knowing they could not win.

Jiang Hao could still have grown into a carefree sapling beneath his parents’ shelter. Originally, because of his parents, he had not dared to resist, and he had thought that after this year, things would surely change somehow. But how had everything turned into this?

Still, Buggy was also somewhat curious about what the treasure actually was. Earrings? A whip? Tight-fitting clothes?

Shangguan Qing was likewise extremely shocked at that moment. She had never expected Ye Luo’s attack to be so powerful. At the very least, when she had been at the fourth level of the Formless Realm, even she would have been wary of it.

The second task was to snatch a token from an inner disciple at the first level of the Formless Realm. That disciple could only defend and was not allowed to attack. The time limit was three minutes; if the token was not taken within that time, the attempt would be deemed a failure.

When Kuang Yingying saw Zhao Kun return with yet another large bag of supplies, her eyes widened in utter disbelief.

The thousand-year-old ghost’s expression changed. It no longer dared question the identity of the person before it and hurriedly knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

The two men had clearly been frightened senseless by Shi Manyue’s savage appearance. They clung to each other, their faces filled with terror.

As for this disaster, I understood some of the greater principles behind it. What I found hardest to let go of was actually his sudden departure back then. Yet even after taking me all the way to a police car, Liu Qingxuan merely lectured me about lofty principles and said nothing at all about the matter between us.

I had merely intended to eliminate an old ghost, but it had led me to a monster who ruled an entire mountain. Monsters really were like humans: once their numbers increased, they began forming connections with one another.

Those people instantly fell to their knees, their bodies trembling one after another. Though they were furious, it seemed that nothing they did could change the situation.

Yet at that moment, Chi Weihan rolled over and gave me a cruel smile. Even with blood covering his head, he had somehow concealed a pistol in his arms, and it was aimed directly at me.

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Xiao Shanhe ignored him and instead crouched down in front of Huang Zichen, saying something that left everyone utterly astonished.

Unfortunately, I searched every inch of the village, yet still failed to discover the whereabouts of the Footless Ghost.

The Three Pure Ones Bell was also a powerful magical artifact. Once it rang, combined with my Corpse-Quelling Incantation, it immediately generated a surge of magical power that subdued all the corpses around me, leaving them frozen in place.

Although Liu Wen was still attending school, nearly all her free time each day was spent either going home to care for her father or helping at the stall. Every afternoon after school, she came here on time to help her mother sell spicy hotpot.

But after arriving at Song Chunzhi’s house, I began to worry. I searched the entire Song residence from top to bottom but could not find Song Chunzhi anywhere. Instead, the house itself had been tidied to an almost unnaturally neat state.

This so-called guardian was nothing more than that. It simply had no way to resist itself.

However, if we followed the theory that time and space were inseparable, then moving within stopped time was equivalent to moving through space. That said, Illusory Moon’s predictions really were remarkably accurate under certain circumstances. If used properly, wouldn’t every enemy end up being led around by the nose by this fellow?

Jin Qing found his words strange and turned her head curiously. “When I saw you last time, weren’t you… Ye Weian?” No errors, nothing skipped.

“Damn it! I absolutely will not allow anyone to ruin my plan! Anyone!” Di Chenhui roared. After a while, a soldier ran in, his face still pale with terror.

Taking advantage of the wheat harvest, Jin Qing’s family gathered quite a lot of wheat and had it ground into more than thirty pounds of flour. In the days that followed, they mixed a fair amount of fine flour into their coarse-grain cakes, making them much less hard on the teeth. With Jin Qing and Granny Liu also managing to save a little money during that period, smiles became more frequent on everyone’s faces.

At Xiao Ming’s words, Zhao Yan smiled. After everyone packed up their belongings, they headed toward the hall downstairs. All they had to do now was wait for sunset.

“Offering my thanks is essential. By her actions, Totorie has taught me to believe in myself and to remain persistent—only then can one find happiness. I think that is true as well. I understand now, and that is why I came to thank you.” Abe Hikaru was unfailingly courteous. In a sense, he now possessed the bearing of a truly good man.

“Yes!” The scout reined in his horse, turned it around, and rode away at a gallop. A short while later, several injured villagers with pale faces were brought before Uwei.

The rebels’ numerical advantage made their rain of arrows look quite formidable. A dark mass of “clouds” nearly covered half the sky before pouring down in torrents, the continuous thudding of impacts echoing without end.

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No one could remember this powerful man’s title anymore. All they knew was that he had once taken three disciples, each of them exceptionally gifted, talents rarely seen in ten thousand years. He had therefore passed on to them every technique he had cultivated throughout his life, hoping they would carry it forward and make it flourish.

Although we did indeed see afterward that the Nine Nether Demon Sect had occupied the ruins, we could not rule out the possibility that the Cheng family’s Grand Elder had already escaped before the Nine Nether Demon Sect discovered them.” The head of the Sun family’s expression turned cold, though a hint of pride appeared in his eyes.

The young Daoist sat on the ground with his knees drawn up, watching Mu Li seek Qin Shubao’s instruction in spear techniques. Unable to contain himself, he began shouting.

In a golden secret chamber not far away, the Asura Buddha Staff stood silently to one side. The Corpse Buddha sat cross-legged atop a golden lotus, cultivating with his palms pressed together.

After hearing Batu’s words, Woonchi seemed both excited and dejected. He gazed up at the ceiling of the secret chamber, let out a sigh, then closed his eyes and fell silent.

Now that they had seen someone successfully set up a magical formation within the secret realm—and even trap Duli inside it—they were shocked, yet they also marveled at the immense talent of the person who had created the formation.

Duan Zan nodded and said, “Don’t worry. I can definitely hold on.” As he spoke, Duan Zan sat down cross-legged and began cultivating.

Su Jiu gave a slight nod. “Of course not. You only need to appear whenever I need you. At other times, I won’t restrict you.” The two then each swore a Dao oath.

Ye Kong pretended to be surprised on the surface, but he had known all along that Yeyan lived in Dongjiang City. He simply had not expected that Huayin, like Yeyan, was also a resident of Dongjiang City.

Upon hearing Liu Wei’s words, Ying Mu could no longer be bothered to waste time talking. He gripped a shield in his left hand and held a blade in his right, then charged forward and hacked at Liu Wei.

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