Chapter 114: The Pinnacle of Life (Finale)

Even Shi Chengren, who had always remained calm and profoundly serious, felt his facial muscles twitch slightly; he was clearly taken aback by such an outcome.

It is easy to harbor a grudge against others, but forgiving them requires immense courage. Shi Chengren believed that if he were in that situation, he would never be able to forgive those who had once harmed him.

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At this moment, one wave of trouble followed another. While Ni Suanqiu struggled to seal his wounds and stop his blood from gushing out, he had to constantly fend off the relentless onslaught of Black Wind Owls, Black Moon Bats, and Fire-Feather Cloud Cranes looming just behind him.

Although Mo Changsheng still did not know the full story, the words those people had just spoken allowed him to roughly guess at the sordid history between the previous generation.

This man was the current Sect Master of the Sword Spirit Sect, Han Xuzi, one of the few Golden Core stage sword cultivators among the sixteen cities in the southern region of the Shenjun Continent, and a powerful figure who governed Cloud Mist City.

Governor Luo ordered He Chun to lead the cavalry in pursuit of the Taiping Army. Traveling day and night, He Chun doggedly tracked the Taiping Army for three days and three nights, chasing them all the way to Xiangtan.

Wei Changhui felt deeply indignant. Even if he bore some joint responsibility, he was the Northern King, the third-ranking figure in the Heavenly Kingdom—how could he be spanked in public? It was sheer humiliation, but he dared not lash out. The Eastern King was arrogant, and he had no choice but to swallow his pride and harbor the grudge in his heart.

Yan Bai opened her eyes; they seemed to light up bit by bit. With a sweet smile, her eyes appearing as if they could brew sweetness itself, she turned to embrace Ji Baimo, took the initiative to kiss his lips, and then, with her eyes closed, whispered softly.

Fortunately, her two younger cousins did not blame her, or she would have felt even worse. Lin Yubin’s invitation had come at just the right time, and the three sisters felt that getting out of the estate for a breath of fresh air would be a good idea.

Immediately following this, every cultivator present nodded repeatedly, signaling their intent to stand together with the Imposing Mountain of the Six Yang Sect, to share the same hatred for the enemy, and to fight the Sea Immortal Sect—which had reduced them to such a sorry state—to the bitter end.

Without hesitation, Ni Suanqiu directly pulled out two high-grade spirit-tier Blazing Sun Pills, refined from the inner cores of level-six fire-type demonic beasts, and hurled them toward the water-like gray dome of light beneath the feet of the Sunset Master, Ran Jianke.

Many of the great Golden Core cultivators present turned their gazes toward the newcomer, Ni Suanqiu. They all wondered who this newly arrived Master Fengshuang was; despite his lack of reputation, he had managed to provoke three Golden Core seniors simultaneously.

An Wuji, on the contrary, smiled, feeling a sense of relief in his heart. The girl might look foolish, but she was not truly muddled. When it came to critical junctures, she knew how to hold her ground.

"I do not wish to wait long. Ten days. If there is no news in ten days, do not bother coming back!" Mu Xiecheng said.

"Don't be impatient, Senior Brother. He is trapped in the formation and cannot escape in the short term. It would be better to wait for Master to return before we strike; that would ensure a greater chance of success," Xinya said, her voice sounding hesitant.

Upon hearing Old Man Stephen’s words, many looked at Renault with fervent hope, though it immediately turned into despair.

I sneered, rubbed my hands together, and a bolt of lightning instantly emerged from my palms, which I then flicked toward a patch of grass nearby.

Unlike the Central Plains, the world beyond the passes is barren and desolate, full of Gobi deserts and sand dunes. In this Western Region, thirty-six kingdoms are aligned; some are merely single city-states, while others are larger nations formed by the connection of several or even dozens of city-states.

Before long, the car pulled up in front of the restaurant. It was the weekend, and with the crowds and traffic, it was fortunate that there was still one parking space available, so Bai Cheng managed to park the car without much trouble.