Chapter 58: The Forest of a Hundred Swords (Now Available!)

The morning at Luoyun Peak was several times richer in spiritual energy than the outer sect, yet it carried a lingering chill that could not be dispelled.

Bai Yue Ning sat cross-legged on a jade meditation cushion in her quiet chamber, slowly withdrawing her energy, a trace of gravity flickering in her eyes.

The status of an inner sect disciple had not brought the ease she had once imagined; rather, it felt as though she had stepped into a broader arena of competition.

The monthly stipend barely sufficed for basic cultivation. If one wished to advance, whether it be through elixirs, talismans, lectures, or entry into those legendary training grounds—

Changbai Mountain itself was a place apart, remote and primitive, teeming with animals: foxes, weasels, serpents, pythons, hedgehogs, and the like.

Leaving the Tianlong Bar, Deng Hui walked in the opposite direction from the Kolhai Yue Hotel. Zhou Longxiang was momentarily caught off guard; shouldn’t they be heading back to the hotel to rest?

Hu Bayi’s brows were tightly knit, as if he had recalled some sorrowful memory. At times, he tugged at his hair; at others, he rubbed the fresh stubble on his chin.

It was all so unnecessary—causing such a stir, only to apologize in the end, pay compensation, and ruin one’s reputation. Why bother at all?

With Hu Bayi starting the car, and Yingzi quickly discerning the direction, they turned onto another fork in the road, gradually moving away from the water source. After a brief moment of vigilance, Fatty Wang was the first to relax, his attention returning to the shotgun in the Taoist’s hands.

Jiang Yuhang was taken aback; the smile lingering on his lips had not yet faded when, out of nowhere, a powerful impact struck down hard from above.

Liu Chunsheng received Ding Hong in his office. After hearing Ding Hong’s briefing, Liu Chunsheng fell silent.

In Zhang Anan’s eyes, silver needles were nearly omnipotent; but now, Li Fei claimed that even these could do nothing.

Jiang Wannin walked with light, graceful steps, her mood buoyant, for she knew Jiang You must surely be gone by now.

With a slap, Ogino Mitsu’s lecherous hand—reaching for Bai Yingu’s hair—was knocked away. Uchiha Ling gazed at him with a smiling, watchful expression.

Only then did he recall that Garrett’s exposure was due to Zhang Taibai, yet because of Zhang Taibai’s deliberate instructions, only Coulson, Fury, and a handful of others knew; even most of the Level Nine agents were unaware.

Qiu Ming finally began to take Jiufeng seriously. The strength the demon clan had displayed was far greater than that of the witch clan. Yet even so, the witches still managed to develop slowly. Jiufeng must possess some formidable, secret methods that even the demon gods of his kin deeply feared.

It was his first time speaking so frankly and honestly about the deepest emotions within him. No longer did he rely on slick rhetoric or dodge around the subject; he seemed to transform from an unruly, brash young master into a sincere, candid youth.

Mounting the nine-colored deer, Qiu Ming sped toward the direction of Luofu Cave. Upon arrival, he saw Zhao Gongming and Yang Qijin emerging together.

"Swift Wind Step!" Lin Feng shrank back, dodging the first spirit giant lizard’s snapping bite, only to have the second’s tail strike his shoulder with force.

Some things need not be spelled out; Zhang Taibai and the others understood perfectly. It was simply that Jacob had once wanted to learn kung fu, but had been repeatedly duped, so ever since, he dismissed all so-called kung fu as nothing more than trickery.

"Rest assured, I won’t kill you with this sword; that would be far too easy for you… I swore to the two senior brothers that I would make you regret ever coming to this world, and I intend to keep that promise…" Beneath the white mask, Zhang Taibai spoke in a calm, chilling tone.

"What… what have you done to me?" Jirui reached up, pointing tremblingly at Ers in the air.

Countless eroded, misshapen planets and meteorites drifted through a world of darkness, where Patch could sense not a single trace of life.