Chapter 28: The Meeting

It was obvious that their chance encounter at a women’s clothing shop in the mall was no coincidence.

Rather, it was the inevitable result of Zuo Yelin’s arrangements.

He may have sent people to investigate Zuo Jiaqi’s whereabouts, deliberately slowing their progress while waiting for her to arrive.

His purpose was to humiliate her.

Unfortunately, Zuo Yelin could never have imagined that she had inadvertently discovered the investigation concerning him, and, combined with what she had learned yesterday...

The Xuanyuan Sword appeared in Chu Tian’s hands, while countless sword energies gathered together. He then activated his divine ability, and with the support of his Strength Divine Ability, all the sword energy from Chu Tian’s strike flew into that person’s body.

Because, besides Daiyu, the undisputed protagonist of today’s gathering, there was another important person who had not yet taken his seat.

Yet there was still no movement below. Instead, Chu Tian arrived at an underground palace, where he saw all kinds of stone statues. These statues, however, were shaped like skeletons, each one more bizarre than the last.

Li Jiajia was angry, certainly, but she was also afraid of being sealed at her acupoints again. The endless laughter just now had left her extremely flustered.

He seemed to be the kind of man who could do anything while acting as though it were only natural.

Every radiant planet truly resembled the moon, its light dazzling and its brilliance flashing magnificently.

At the time, after learning the routine and asking the old man what the style of boxing was called, he had solemnly told him that its name was the Thirty-Six-Form Peace Boxing.

Yecheng Television’s program mainly recounted Ma Zhe’s story in chronological order, intending to restore the image of the real Ma Zhe.

As for Tang Yu, his eyes had turned completely red. The energy was far too saturated and abundant, and blood was even trickling from the corners of his mouth.

Ma Zhe did not press his advantage. He waited until the man, clutching his chest, staggered to his feet. Then the two stood facing each other, silently watching one another. Ma Zhe’s face was swollen and bruised, yet his presence was imposing. The burly man, meanwhile, had already realized that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to touch Ma Zhe.

The man’s eyes widened, unable to understand what had happened to Old Lu. He had practically given the other party gifts for free, and had even selected the finest ones for him to see. Wasn’t he simply inviting trouble? Still, he had no right to ask too many questions, so he could only accept the order and leave.

Everyone pulled and tugged with all their might, only to discover in horror that they could not move Li Yanyang’s hand at all. No matter how they dragged it, it remained completely motionless.

Across from him, when faced with Ye Xiong’s question, Ye Yi merely shook his head slowly before uttering a few words.

Love is closely intertwined with life. It is not enough for two people to love each other; they must also be able to blend into each other’s lives if they wish to remain together for long. And here, she would be the only one making concessions for him. He could not accommodate her, because he was the ruler of a nation. See? She was starting to overthink things again.

Without a word, Yang Hao frantically absorbed the energy in the pool through the Heavenly Demon Fiend Body Art. The strange demonic patterns on his skin appeared and disappeared, the veins on his forehead bulging as violent energy rampaged through his meridians.

Several brilliant beams of light illuminated the sky in an instant, carving enormous ravines across the earth.

[Terrifying. This is the ruthless aura cultivated by the great master through years of dismemberment... In an excessively over-the-top anime, wouldn’t this be called the Dismemberment Domain? Domain effect: Anyone who enters the Dismemberment Domain becomes expressionless... ] Ye Zheng, who had once been tormented by the dismemberment package, let his thoughts run wild.

Snow began to fall from the sky, while waves of floral fragrance filled the air. The snow transformed into plum-blossom petals, and countless blossoms drifted through the air.

The Six-Eared Sword Lord raised an eyebrow but gave no response. In his view, Dongfang Xianyun had simply seen his romantic rival, lost his head, and transformed from a strategist into a reckless young fool.

As for those cultivators who had died, their bodies had transformed into blood-and-flesh wraiths, while their souls were invaded by the resentment within the formation and tormented again and again, releasing waves of ghostly wails.

Xu Haorong hurriedly pressed the healing button in fright. At the same time, the demon puppet above his head let out a shriek and cast another shield over him, barely dragging him back from the brink of death.