Volume One, Chapter 30 Zhu Yuanzhang: Your Family Has a Daughter Too?

“What? How could this have happened?”

“Master... How... how could he have done such a thing?”

Chen Jing was terrified by Zhu Quan’s words. His legs went limp, and he collapsed onto the cold golden tiles, staring in shock as he murmured under his breath without pause.

I leaned against the mouth of the cave, imagining every sound from within the volcano as the chirping of insects or the calls of birds, deceiving myself. And so I sat there for a very long time.

Long Qingchen fell silent, not knowing what to say. Once one entered the imperial court, it was as deep as the sea; the intrigues within the palace were often far more perilous than anything beyond its walls.

And it was not only army ants. On this isolated island, were there any shortage of beasts capable of erasing all traces of a corpse? The flesh-eaters devoured the flesh, the blood-drinkers drank the blood, and even scraps of bone could provoke the beasts into a frenzied struggle.

A single possibility occurred to everyone at once. Yet when they thought about it, it was simply too difficult to believe.

Could it really be?

Jiurong stared blankly at the food in her bowl and did not eat for a long while. She was neither angry nor disgusted—only surprised.

Beneath the Cold Pool was a cave entrance. Qi Xuanyi leaped into the cavern, only to find himself in another mysterious place. The space here was even larger, with more cultivators gathered within it—and the danger was correspondingly greater.

“Brother, you’ve truly mistaken me for someone else. I don’t know you at all, and I’m not Ma Dagui. My name is Ma Fugui!” Ma Dagui’s face stiffened slightly, and he spoke with a rather sinister expression.

The Fourth Junior Sister, who was particularly sensitive to such things, clearly felt the true qi within her body slowly dissipating. The moment she realized what was happening, panic immediately seized her.

Azure Province lay in the southern part of the Central Origin Continent. The south could be considered a remote corner, but its geographical position was of great importance.

Mei Xueling had not yet used her full strength. She could not truly hurt Leng Hanyan; defeating her would be enough.

Two members of this species came up with an idea. They calculated the angle at which the sun rose in every season, then adjusted the positions of their windows according to the date, so that only the blazing midday sun could shine upon the head of their bed and remind them to rise.

What exactly was this mucus? How could it have such an effect? Long Feng circulated the Creation Formula, and the numb, itchy sensation in his finger was immediately purged by the energy of chaos.

“Hahaha!”

Lin Yue’s flawless response made everyone present who understood what had happened burst into laughter.

Before she could finish speaking, Mei Yurun flicked the handkerchief in her hand. She froze for a moment, then suddenly felt the world spinning and fell backward.

At the same time, Hunchback Gu had no time to deal with the injuries within his body, nor did he even look at the result of the clash between their arcane arts. With a flicker of his figure, he appeared beside Gu San. Then, with a casual wave of his hand, a gray shield materialized and enclosed them both, protecting them inside.

From Li Wei’s words, it was clear that her mother did not particularly like Yang Man. Her attitude toward her was entirely different from the one she had shown toward Wang Yulan before.

Now that the Third Branch had reached such a moment, if she did not reveal her true abilities, her father and brothers would surely never believe that she possessed the power to avenge her mother and younger sister. Nor would she have any way to explain where those abilities had come from. Yet, unexpectedly, the matter had led to this strange incident.

Thus, no matter how respectfully he appeared to welcome his customers, he despised them from the bottom of his heart. He often watched them struggle to survive even after pawning their family possessions, and secretly laughed at them.

Chen Mo muttered, “To become an Overlord, one must at least possess immortal-grade bloodline and cultivate an Overlord-grade technique. But do you know what level an Overlord is? An Overlord is a powerhouse capable of destroying an entire galaxy with a single punch. Once one reaches that realm, there is no need to worry about having any enemies left.”

The Immortal Consort of Mirrorwater appeared within the illusion with a cold expression. Her eyelids drooped, and she looked as though she were sulking.