Chapter 93: The Only Way

Houtu said, “At present, I can help you suppress your opportunity to become a Saint, so you won’t make mistakes you’ll regret forever. However, if you wish to separate the Primordial Purple Qi, you must eventually journey to Chaos Heaven, venturing deep into the chaotic realms far from the world of Honghuang. To ensure absolute safety, only the Four Saints can accomplish this.”

“Oh?” The Sage of Morality was taken aback. “You mean all four Saints must go together?”

“Yes,” Houtu replied. “According to—”

That evening, Li Yanyang arrived at Yang Mu’s home, as requested by Yang Mu herself. She felt embarrassed to fetch someone from Bai Jie’s place, as though she were stealing another woman’s husband.

Jiang Dongyu stayed behind not out of noble self-sacrifice, but because his painting still contained two beast kings; he feared nothing, and would actually be more cautious if outsiders were present.

Zhu Siyun’s meal was entirely different from the others'. White rice, a plate of meat with wood ear mushrooms, and stir-fried cabbage—compared to modern flavors, the taste was worlds apart, but here it was already a delicacy. She was content, and believed her meals would improve greatly in a few years.

Ye Yi emerged from the deep valley, and suddenly a majestic mountain appeared above the ancient forest canopy in his line of sight. Feeling the mountain’s steep grandeur, Ye Yi gazed in awe and admiration.

“Heh, this is one of the three wonders of Shuiyang Academy, called Moon-Imprint Lake. Don’t think it’s man-made; it formed naturally. The lake is bottomless and rumored to lead to the sea,” the gatekeeper boasted.

“Younger generation Mu Yichen thanks the senior for saving his life! May I ask your name? If I ever have the chance, I will surely repay you,” Mu Yichen said with relief. He couldn’t discern the man’s cultivation, but it must exceed his mother’s, and since he’d been saved, gratitude was owed.

With that, Ye Yi collected himself, fists and palms moving as he continued practicing the Lithe Fist. This time, he unleashed his full power, holding nothing back. Since he had mastered the first level, why not test its effects?

The painting depicted Luo Yuqiao—didn’t expect that, did you? It was drawn together with his biological parents, their first and last meeting, and it was the only keepsake left to him. Now, even that was gone.

In the final battle of the orphanage’s spiritual battlefield, he twisted Li Minghe’s neck with a stroke of Mercy Release, shattering the entire spiritual arena. Xiangfei’s spiritual seed vanished, her soul truly destroyed and never to return. He and Bai Su had violated their agreement with Lord Mo, thus forming a deep grudge.

“150,000 gold coins.” At that moment, the bidding in the auction hall was reaching a fever pitch. Countless people were eager to win the Washing Essence Pill.

“Aunt Bi, how is it?” Qing Hong turned her head, bright eyes sparkling with a dazzling smile, lips curved like deadly poppies, drawing everyone’s gaze.

The pear blossom hairpin was crafted from exquisite Hetian jade, with lifelike blossoms on its shaft, instantly showing its great value.

The scene stunned everyone; people stopped in their tracks, no longer daring to push forward.

Cheng Gong watched Cheng Qi’s seemingly mature yet distant demeanor, feeling his heart twist in pain. He was a man of twenty-seven or twenty-eight—could he admit he couldn’t live without her? Cheng Gong slumped on the sofa, his mind in turmoil and unable to think.

“I, I, I... Spoon...” Tang Tang became excited, realizing her call had reached all the great ones, and her spoon really appeared.

Kong Xuan and the other powerhouses stood together opposite the Dark Martial Alliance, a group whose formidable aura was on full display.

Staring at Ye Fantian in astonishment, until now, the man hadn’t fully awoken. The original Ye Fantian had leapt from the sub-Saint realm straight into the level of Martial Saint—truly terrifying.

Nearly three thousand people had arrived. Subtracting those in control, the rest dispersed and hid throughout Black Jade City.

As Bai Ran spoke, her eyes reddened. She rarely used such words directly, especially regarding her feelings for Tang Yunsheng.

At first glance, it seemed merely a simple act of vengeance, but precisely because it was so simple, Zhuo Hua found it hard to believe.

Now, what he saw resembled the tale told by the wronged ghost, making Old Third break out in a cold sweat.

Nangong Fengyi glared angrily at Linghu Tianhai and Xiao Yumiao, suppressing his pain and rage, and reached out to help the dazed and battered Lou Yuhuan, who was still sitting on the ground.

Kong Daoran wore a blue felt jacket, white shirt, and a purple tie, looking spirited. Yet when exchanging New Year’s greetings, his cold hand pierced my heart.

But this was foundational. If the foundation is unstable, the earth will shake. Even if the basics are practiced to perfection, it’s all right.

The wind had stopped, and everyone’s faces showed incredulity. At this moment, people peered into the coffin, and the sight inside left them utterly shocked.

Given the circumstances, so be it. Jin Ling, though not particularly open-minded, had gained a self-respect and pride after acquiring the Celestial Language Bracelet and a series of extraordinary opportunities over the years. He nodded politely to Zou Jing, then turned and left.

I went in first, and Wang Hong followed right behind. Yan Liu wasn’t far behind either. I knew what they feared—probably that I’d snatch the treasures inside. Truly a pair of money-grubbers.

Qing Yi smiled. “It’s true what they say: ‘Enemies always cross paths.’ After all this circling, here we are again, aren’t we?”

“Sir, there’s no need for such formality,” Zhao Shu quickly replied. “For one so busy to spare time for a meeting is my honor.” Yet inwardly, he cursed the man for coming at the worst possible moment, as he still hadn’t devised his plan to defeat the enemy.

“Yes, we’ve already arranged for specialists to study abroad, and are also searching for talented individuals in Northern Xia. I believe that human wisdom has no impossibilities, only infinite possibilities!” Zhai An declared, word by word.

After all, Wu Er’s few orders were excellent; punishing him would be tantamount to overturning those orders. His wise and benevolent image would be utterly destroyed.

It halted at the edge of the swamp, refusing to advance, snorting anxiously, and whining to Xiao Hanyu.

White Night’s intent entered the Heavenly Sword, which, at the moment the black light struck, soared through the air to shield her.

The Great Sage shouted, then turned into a vortex, passing between the two Demon Emperors.

Better take a look first, Terun thought to himself. Feng Congsheng had carved out a forbidden zone with his aura—so long as he didn’t enter, he wouldn’t provoke him. Judging by their posture, something important was happening atop the mountain, and they probably wouldn’t act rashly.

With a bitter smile, Tang Xie turned back to bid farewell to the soft, luxurious bed, then followed Mu Ziqing out of the villa.