Chapter 64: Who Is That Girl?

"The color of that pendant around your neck is almost the same as the bottom of a green wine bottle."
"What do you know! That’s called Imperial Jade. My sister works with jewelry, she told me so. Imperial Jade is a shade very close to the bottom of a wine bottle. Judging by the color and translucency, I think the manager’s piece is even of the icy variety!"
A few people gathered, whispering gossip among themselves.
Next to them, He Cheng...
"Don’t concern yourself so much with my affairs. After all, I was the one who saved you, so you must answer my question," Shen Yun’s expression shifted slightly, his voice dropping low.
"Yes, these two inner cultivation methods are unique in the world, rivaling Shaolin’s Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic. Unfortunately, the flaw is that they are only suitable for the descendants of the Nangong family," Fu Rufeng nodded.
Dan Chenzi set down his teacup, fished a jade bottle from his robes, and handed it to Seven Absolutes Ming. "One pill every three days. At most, it can keep you alive for a month."
Seven Absolutes Ming took the jade bottle without another word. In a flash, he vanished from sight.
"Don’t scream! Or I’ll kill you." The cold, emotionless words immediately silenced Liu Moxi. Seeing the man reach for the sword at his waist, she realized he wasn’t joking. Her face remained calm as she nodded obediently.
The Grand Elder watched Seven Absolutes Kill’s retreating figure and sneered inwardly: "After all, you are no longer the demonic lord who once ruled the underworld a thousand centuries ago. In a few days, I will make you disappear completely." After a few more cold chuckles, he turned and left.
"So, how do we get them to tell us the way into the Bottomless Demonic Wind Abyss? We can hardly go out and capture one of their people again, can we?" The Heavenly Cloud Ancestor broke the silence, addressing the group.
Even long after that dark vortex had vanished, they still hadn’t regained their composure; it was simply too much for the imagination to process.
The roguish officer, however, seemed as if disaster had struck. He knelt, bowing deeply, cold sweat pouring uncontrollably from his head, dripping down his hair and obscuring his expression.
Yue Qi glanced at the two, whose intimacy was plain to see. Her eyes turned even colder as she looked at the Ninth Princess, who clung tightly to Liu Moxi; a hint of hostility flashed within her gaze.
Qing Lian’er was left speechless in shock by Seven Absolutes Kill’s words. She hadn’t imagined so many peerless beings existed in the primordial era. Even one of them could have dominated the Three Realms and Six Paths, yet even in such an age, they could not defy the heavens. It was clear just how powerful the heavens truly were.
Susu eyed him suspiciously, wondering whether this coward’s so-called "goodness" really referred to what she suspected.
The waters of the Extreme Northern Glacier were bone-chilling, filled with the power of ice. If Song Mingtin had come here alone, he would already have needed to use a warding spell against the cold. But protected by the Nightshine Sword, not a trace of chill from the outside world could penetrate.
Was it for fame, fortune, or power? But the Dragonxia Martial Alliance had already abandoned and pursued Yan Tianbei. In Dragonxia, he had lost everything—fame, fortune, and power. Entering Tony alone was to walk willingly into death; no wise man would choose such a path. With Yan Tianbei’s remarkable intelligence, how could he make such a foolish move?
Sun Shaozu was stunned by Yingchun’s words. Luo Yi had returned to the Jia family and tarnished Yingchun’s reputation? How could that girl do such a thing, making others think Sun Shaozu had put her up to it?
At the level they had reached, money was no longer of any consequence. What mattered now was power, and above all, their pride—man strives for his name, as incense is offered to Buddha. In the end, it was all a matter of face.
Sun Shaozu gave a bitter smile. As for the lady of his house, did she follow the rule of "the husband leads the wife"? What a joke! If she didn’t tear the roof off the Sun residence, he already counted himself extremely lucky.
Bai He, upon hearing this, focused his gaze. Sure enough, in the center of the array, a drop of ever-changing blood floated above Nie Falong’s palm. Looking at Tilou, he finally understood where that strange sense of kinship originated.