Volume 1, Chapter 50: There is No "Us and Them" in a Family

Xiao Ran only felt a darkness fall over his eyes. When he opened them once more, he was once again met with the sight of the surging and rolling magma churning outside the barrier, and that intense heat radiated onto him.

Chen Li looked up and saw a not-too-high peak ahead of him, shrouded in hazy gray mist, with the occasional spark emerging from time to time.

Fortunately, among the characters of the Nine-Word True Incantation that Wang Sheng had just comprehended, the characters "Soldier" were used to regulate the physical body. Since the old Daoist priest had sealed his own six senses, rendering him unable to sense anything or to maintain and temper his own body, Wang Sheng would inevitably have to put in some effort to help out.

Leaving the room, Wu Zhi and Yu Changchun were busy with some chores inside, while Huang Ting and her sister were already preparing dinner. After taking a look at them, Xiao Ran did not say anything further, but instead turned directly and walked toward the courtyard outside the room.

Gu Ye paid no mind to Daji's words, but there were also players in the team who felt indignant. Prince Lanling and Arthur immediately rushed forward to attack Daji in the mid-lane, followed closely by the other two teammates. Seeing this, Gu Ye also moved from the jungle to the mid-lane, following the main force to strike down Daji.

Accompanied by a cry that shook the heavens and the earth, a crimson figure emerged from the endless sea of thunder. It was a giant bird the size of a mountain, with wings like clouds, resembling a red sparrow, burning with endless flames. Most bizarrely, each of its eyes held double pupils, gazing coldly at Chen Fan.

For this plan, Tantai Zeyu had deceived Zhong Wen, telling him that once matters were concluded, Bai Ji could be handed over to Zhong Wen to deal with as he pleased. Tantai Zeyu knew that when that moment finally arrived, Zhong Wen would eventually overcome that hurdle, for spilled water cannot be gathered up.

"Caiwei, point the way for us. We must capture John to prevent the base from falling into a dangerous situation," Bai Su said concisely.

The weakest spot of the Fiery-Eyed Wind Wolf was its lower abdomen. The Wind and Lightning Beast thrust out its two large claws, plunged them into the belly of the Fiery-Eyed Wind Wolf, and with a single tear, the wolf was ripped to pieces.

Yet Xiao Ran did not think that way. Since he had come, he would naturally wait and see how the situation developed. If nothing happened, so be it; but if something did, Xiao Ran would certainly show no courtesy.

Discovering now that there were actually three different types of spiritual cultivation grounds with various functions on Red Tiger Mountain could be considered an unexpected pleasant surprise for him.

Zilei appeared once more, looking aged yet somewhat happy, and still bowed slightly in a bow toward Chen Xi.

Then, a sudden, extremely faint sensation of pain came from her right leg. If she had not been paying absolute attention to every movement of her body, she likely would have directly ignored this minuscule touch.

To throw a comatose person out the door right now was something she could not bring herself to do; who knew what kind of troubles Xin Ning might run into?

When they were on the opposing side, they only needed to be responsible for training and managing the tasks right in front of them, but the situation was different now—they were the ones charging at the forefront.

With a graceful push, Zhang Chong was directly shoved away by him, stumbling back a few steps and nearly falling to the ground.

Chen Xi smiled and took Lux's hand; he reckoned he had avenged Old man Cologne.

Several Golden Core stage cultivators nodded slightly and immediately followed up by releasing their magic treasures and casting spells to join the attacking array.

According to Guo Jinhong, this "Black Fiend True Immortal" had spent his entire life attempting to create a cultivation technique that integrated both immortality and demonic arts, and it seemed he had already made some headway.

Although he had not taken Tian Feng and the other two seriously from the very beginning, he never expected that Tian Feng, a dignified middle-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, would lack principles to such an extent as to kowtow and beg for mercy from another middle-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, utterly disgracing the dignity of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Anna!" Natasha watched Anna's abnormal behavior and immediately thought of Chen Jian, who seemed to have already begun to grow angry.

He simply wanted to see whether his former sidearm could be played with in any new ways in someone else's hands.

Hu Chong made little comment on the peach-blossom-eyed man's words, instead looking at the Prince Xuan's Estate, which had been turned upside down, and falling into silence once more.

We saw five or six massive magma giants bathing within the flowing blazing lava, washing away this bone-chilling cold.

"Meow, meow." The little furball in her arms seemed to have caught the scent of food, and scrambling clumsily onto the dining table, it picked up a piece of meat with its mouth. After taking a bite, it suddenly raised its head, staring blankly at the plate of meat.

"Alright, then let me confirm one last thing: the SCA team has decided to forfeit the Douyu official professional tournament, correct?" the waiter asked with a smile.

The Second Prince Meng Dingxuan rushed into the restricted area of the royal palace with a sword in the rainy night, yet still could not harden his heart to become a patricidal and rebellious son.

"Change your clothes first. Once they arrive, we'll start," Liu Mingyu said with a grin.

Originally, upon sensing the abnormality here, she had not planned to come over, but alas, her curiosity was too strong. Moreover, she had changed her appearance now, figuring those people should not be able to recognize her.

This trip to Guixiang could be said to kill three birds with one stone, and it also allowed him to present his glorious image before the old master. The only minor flaw was that the old master had sent his third uncle, Zheng Yuanye, to accompany him.

Old Lei's words were not entirely groundless. In fact, among such foreign martial artists, few rose to prominence through honesty and kindness; the vast majority grew through step-by-step probing and overwhelming strength. After all, those in the jianghu believed in one absolute rule: whoever had the bigger fist held the greater right to speak.

Of course, Qin Ziru could no longer hear these words; she had already walked to the intersection where K and the sisters' gazes met, and clapped her hands to draw everyone's attention.