Volume 1, Chapter 124: The Senior Brother's Expectations!

Diecui Garden was quiet in the evening.

In the courtyard, every major family held a copy of the lottery list. Cheng Jing had utilized flying spirit beasts to deliver these lists to the families atop the mountain while the contestants were still making their ascent.

While Ye Qi was deep in thought, a primitive portal above the vast ocean trembled slightly, emitting a faint ripple of consciousness. Ye Qi composed himself, gestured with his hand, and the Gate of Senluo appeared before him.

Qin Mu nodded, then instinctively touched the gift box hidden beneath his robes. Although the origin of those two pills was somewhat bizarre, he was committed to the course of action and had no choice but to bite the bullet and proceed.

This scene shocked the jungle troll warriors behind, who had been preparing to charge. They slowed their pace one after another, as if they were not rushing toward an enemy, but plunging into a bottomless abyss.

Because of Yuan Hong’s reputation, many cultivators who heard of his cave dwelling flocked to him. Among them were not only Primordial Spirit masters and Earth Immortal venerables, but even Celestial Immortals.

Yet, how could they have known that the three great families were merely a front? It was not the three great families providing these treasures, but Xiao Ling.

As an absolute powerhouse, he could be as arrogant and reckless as he pleased, even mocking every opponent to the best of his ability during battle, without ever needing to worry about being defeated or even interrupted.

Guo Huayun spat out a mouthful of blood and tremblingly climbed up from the ground, looking at Su Xianrong in shock. He wanted to speak, but the moment he opened his mouth, another mouthful of blood spilled out.

As Yun Yu sprinted ahead, the clouds beneath his feet gradually descended, dropping lower and lower. Seeing this, Qin Xiaotian dove down to follow, his eyes never leaving his target.

Perhaps it was because he had ambushed me back in Sacred Lotus City, but every time I see him, I feel incredibly agitated.

Ye Qiu was only in his twenties. Even with exceptional talent and formidable strength, he could not possibly surpass her, a thousand-year-old nine-tailed fox, in a contest of willpower and primordial spirit.

On this trip to Mang Mountain, he dared not forget a single word the old man had spoken, constantly pondering and analyzing them in his heart. In the current cultivation world, most operate in family units; once conflict arises and casualties occur, it becomes an endless feud where blood debts allow for no reconciliation.

Upon hearing the news, Weinong’s heart was truly filled with complex emotions. As a citizen of the Yan Kingdom, she naturally did not want Yan to lose, yet she did not want Chu Li to lose either... In her heart, she still hoped that the two countries could cease fire, make peace, and restore diplomatic relations, just as they had in the past.

The area outside the entrance to the Burial Ground of Ten Thousand Gods had originally been a place of beautiful mountains, clear waters, and singing birds. However, after stepping onto the Rainbow Bridge and walking a few paces, the surrounding environment underwent a cataclysmic change.

"We cannot rush over recklessly, but what are we to do? Are we just going to let him get away like this?" Jilei asked anxiously.

Wu Niang blushed and was about to step forward to offer a bow, but seeing the King of Shangyang move, she watched him stride toward them, feeling both startled and overjoyed.

"Hao, your arm is still injured! Hao!" Shen Bing had been keeping the injury on my arm at the forefront of her mind.

Fortunately, Nie Xinghen had already promised to let the members of the Mo Sect leave safely. This relieved him of his final worries, and he decided to continue waiting.

Therefore, by observing the reactions of the other employees, he could conclude that this secret was undoubtedly one of the highest-level secrets within the company.