“You’re Zhuo Fengru?”
Zhuo Fengru touched his few strands of white hair, then lifted his chin. “Hohoho, 100% authentic version.”
Before Ming Feizhen could speak or Hua Qing could slap himself and then cling to Zhuo Fengru’s leg, … Read more
The lightning and flames bell vanished after the Dao Rank furnace’s appearance. The once arrogant and now furious Li Qingxue emerged in a frayed state. Some of her hair was burnt. Some of it covered her face.
Yun’er giggled … Read more
“If this old one bows to your demands, what would become of his dignity?” The elder sounded rather indifferent to Ming Feizhen’s callout, but the audience didn’t think so.
Ming Feizhen nodded. “All right, I’ll go to you.”… Read more
The genius and ethereal Li Qingxue treaded on air. The gazes of admiration on her stroked her ego. She utilised her optical illusion technique again. Seeing the same technique repeated, Yang Tian stood his ground and awaited … Read more
“So you do realise you’re in the wrong. Please rest, brothers. With me here, he will not get away.” The swordsman saluted everyone one by one – just as you’d expect from the scion of an affluent family.… Read more
The audience was in uproar over Yang Tian’s punch that rattled the Dao Rank lotus and even knocked a petal off without any consequences.
Shangguan Hao patted Qing Yuan on the shoulder and laughed. “He really … Read more
Though Ming Feizhen mopped the floor with three veterans on the ship, three on one and sixteen on one aren’t the same thing.
Hua Qing tugged Xu Yanran’s sleeve with his left hand and grabbed Su Li’s hand … Read more
The audience discussed Li Qingxue’s discharged aura. Xing Hao was confident in Yang Tian. Yun’er hated Li Qingxue to the point she clenched her fists and hurled profanity. Li Qingxue was confident and determined to win … Read more
While Su Li had Uncle Fu book them in at the inn first, she went to the restaurant Xu Yanran lodged at in Yichang.
Having spent over a year on the run, Hua Qing was equipped with all … Read more
The black seal’s energy trying to blow apart Acala Bell seemed infinite.
Yang Ba’s phantom Buddhist wanted to emerge. Though his face was ashen, he was delighted that his relic could compare to his golden … Read more