Chapter 150: Prose "Journey to France"

Soon, Rukia and Ichigo both widened their eyes in utter disbelief.

Not long after Xiao Lingxiao and the others returned to the Lu Manor, three carriages departed from it simultaneously. Fearing that dispatching only a single carriage would draw suspicion and expose their plans, Xiao Fengming made sure to put on a thoroughly convincing act.

Zhao Sen could not help but offer a bitter smile; it was simply a pity that she was destined to marry an elderly, wealthy merchant in the future.

Listening to Xia Ziwuan's explanation, Lin Yi felt his resentment toward the phoenix subside somewhat, yet he remained deeply furrowed in brow, wondering how much longer he would have to endure beatings before he could become a truly powerful expert.

Realizing that something was terribly wrong, Ma Yuan let out a loud shout, leaped down from the high ground, and landed directly upon the sacrificial altar.

"Sister Luo, why don't we cancel our plan for tomorrow? Please?" If Sister Luo truly stepped forward in public tomorrow to stop Jun Buli, wouldn't that ruin her chances of getting into the bridal sedan?

This was also largely due to Shan Qing's usual overbearing and arrogant demeanor. Favored heavily by the old ancestor, Shan Qing threw his weight around within the family, acting as though he was superior to everyone else. He frequently humiliated his peers, suppressing them so severely that they could not even raise their heads.

The elite guards under Li Jingxuan's command were thoroughly trained. Within the shortest time possible, they spurred their horses forward, forming a protective barrier around Xiao Fengming and Li Jingxuan. By then, they had already noticed that the incoming attackers were all dressed simply in black, with their faces covered by dark cloth, wielding short sabers a foot in length and moving with exceptional agility.

"You are too polite, Second Uncle. I came here today specifically to see Grandfather off!" Lin Yi replied courteously.

Looking at these characters, Li Yun felt an overwhelming aura—one of standing beneath the boundless heavens and treading upon the vast earth, looking down upon eternity—rush toward him, profoundly shaking his mind and soul.

However, given Kunpeng's current severe injuries, even a casual Great Golden Immortal could likely finish him off. With no other choice, he had to find a secluded place first to go into seclusion and heal his wounds, needing to recover at least sixty to seventy percent of his strength. Otherwise, should he truly be killed by someone, his death would be far too unjust.

***

Ye Han could feel the power cells within his body continuously radiating formidable energy, seemingly eager to prove the enhancement of his strength.

"Hello, Elder Chen!" Judging from their conversation, Li Cheng had vaguely guessed some of the relationship between the old man and Boss Zhao. At the time, Li Cheng suspected that this elderly man must be a heavyweight grandmaster in the antique trade. Now, hearing Boss Zhao's introduction, he muttered inwardly that his guess was indeed correct.

At the epicenter of the battlefield, corpses had piled up into mountains, yet the warriors of both clans acted as if they saw nothing at all, still locked in desperate, bloody combat.

The work of a handyman disciple was extremely arduous. Aside from mandatory cultivation, they were required to feed spirit beasts for certain elders and inner-sect disciples, tend to medicinal fields, and handle various trivial chores such as cleaning.

Ever since Dionea established its dominance in the Latium region, Aesistus and his men had begun gathering massive amounts of intelligence regarding the Gaols—the northern neighbors who posed the greatest threat to the kingdom—and finally unraveled the origin of the Gauls in Italy.

"How could this be? Could Xiao Yuan have betrayed me?" Watching Xiao Jiang's gradually receding figure, Xiao Yuan'er's expression flickered with uncertainty.

Zheng stimulated his vital Qi and blood, willingly plunging himself into the tribulation flames to temper them. The explosive force merged into his Qi and blood, forming a protective barrier. He allowed the tribulation flames to burn away the impurities in his Qi and blood bit by bit until they were reduced to ash, leaving behind only the most primordial and purest essence.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing! By the way, we are heading to Wanyan Mountain; would you like to come along?" Xiao Jiang asked with a slight smile.

The reason the Lin family was so powerful was not only due to its long and illustrious heritage, but also because it boasted several Martial God-level masters within its ranks. Furthermore, their old ancestor, Lin Tianci, currently possessed True God cultivation, and the five supreme sovereigns of the Xia Emperor Starfield were all his descendants.

A circle of people sat on the sofas in the living room. Seeing Jiang Yuan and Tang Su walk in, they immediately cast their gazes upon Tang Su.

"Take it back. My son doesn't need your charity," Yanzi snapped, turning hostile in the blink of an eye.

***

At that moment, the black-robed Wuntian made a hand seal, suddenly transforming into the manifestation of a Buddha seated upon a seven-colored lotus, looking solemn and sacred.

Through his own strength, Fang Yuan shattered the fantasy world generated by magic when the Magic Sect Master Hao Lixing launched a sneak attack on him, which was tantamount to being reborn. One must realize that with Fang Yuan's current strength at the king tier of the King Realm, it was virtually impossible for him to escape the poisonous clutches of the Magic Sect Master Hao Lixing.

As she spoke, she moved around to the other side of Xie Da, knelt on one knee on the bed, pulled his lips apart with one hand, slid her fingers inside, and forcefully pried his clenched teeth apart.

Born into a noble family like the Red Roses, one's marriage and future could never be as casual or dictated by personal preference as those of ordinary people.

Everyone knew that once Hefa left this time, she might never return, and seeing each other again in the future would be a rarity... Thinking of this, a sense of sorrow was inevitable.

Cries of astonishment rose from all around, yet the distances were relatively far. Seeing the staff about to come crashing down, everyone wore expressions of terror.

There was another great piece of good news at the General's Manor today: the eldest grandson, Chen Danqing, had achieved the top rank in the imperial spring examinations.

Furthermore, ever since Lu Yun heard Li Xinyue recount the matters regarding those drugs, he had maintained a respectful distance from almost everyone. This was because those people had all had their genes altered by drugs, and the substances responsible for these genetic alterations had actually been extracted from the Zerg race.