Ming Feizhen felt his throat stung as he uttered, “Boss,” prompting him to bite down on his lip, forcing his regret and unease to go back down. Alas, the dreadful guilt … Read more
Those standing around thought their eyes were just playing tricks on them when the moving items, mobile people and wind ceased, while Ming Feizhen was the only one silently moving. Ming … Read more
“Smooth and supple skin just like your silk in the Central Plain. I really want to scar it. What do you say?”
“It’s fake death condition.”
Poison King’s voice stopped River … Read more
What am I hearing, a fight between adepts? It sounds intense. There are one, two… All three of them are formidable. One of them is overwhelmingly strong. What is that technique? Sword qi? Who can use destructive sword … Read more
“Deliver a letter?” Mountain Monster leisurely crunched melon seeds and, without looking over, asserted, “I refuse. I’m a busy lady.”
Long Zaitian dodged an incoming melon seed peel then looked around: “Busy? You … Read more
“It sounds like everything is Ming Feizhen’s fault. He is the one who suggested the five-round tournament on the thirteenth of this month for an invitation?” Emperor Yuansheng asked from in front of … Read more
Luo Siming grabbed his chin, muttering, “Ming Feizhen? The name sounds familiar…”
“Indeed,” added Luo Siming’s three bodyguards.
“You’re kidding me!” yelled Zha Pi, so astonished that he unknowingly cancelled his … Read more
Ambling onto the scene, Empyrean Zha flicked his sleeve to disperse the dust from the rubble and then, with one hand holding his sword behind his back, announced, “Empyrean Wuliang.”
Luo … Read more
As five assassins stormed in brandishing weapons, I gripped the sword hilt at my waist, contemplating whether or not to put them on their prissy backs in one fell swoop. I … Read more
