Volume One, Chapter 40: Sworn Brotherhood!

Qin Bao did not deny his identity as Luo Guanzhong. He waved his hand and said, “Mr. Xie, please.”
“Please!”
Xie Jun was delighted.
Yet her true self had never crossed any lines with him, despite their acquaintance spanning millions of years.
Especially that burly older cousin, who was the most outrageous of all—he snorted disdainfully, his face full of contempt.
That day, beneath the great tree outside Feilong Cave, he had suddenly fallen asleep. In the dream, clarity washed over him and his memories became sharp. But upon waking, it was all forgotten; the formulas and codes he saw in the dream slipped from his mind no matter how hard he tried to recall them. It was as if he could feel his memories fading, powerless to stop them.
A heavy, muffled thud sounded beneath the sink, and at once I felt a fierce wave of heat sweep past my face.
And now, with Section Chief Jiang coming in person—could it be that this man called Ye Kai truly had some extraordinary background? Peng Yufei only had to mutter to himself a moment to know exactly how to handle the situation.
When his vision returned, Liu Mang’s eyes—both the whites and the pupils—were entirely black.
Xifa was very pleased, even somewhat smug. Pinching his nose, he adopted a theatrical tone as he addressed Chu Fan.
At the time, I asked Second Master if even he would be unable to subdue a flying jiangshi; Second Master only said he wasn’t a sorcerer, that he could kill one but not suppress it. But if memory serves, he didn’t sound entirely confident when he said so.
Liu Mang, who had been full of doubt, had barely taken a few steps when he noticed the scene before him changing.
Lu Zhiyi dug her nails into her palm, forcing herself to quell her nausea and reveal not a hint of it.
Zhang Su reached out and flicked the blade of the dogleg knife in Zheng Xinyu’s hand, eliciting a pleasant humming sound.
Yet with Ye Qingyang clearing the path for her, helping her overcome every obstacle, she advanced smoothly and soared upward without hindrance.
The moment she touched He Siyue’s arm, the man seemed to realize something and abruptly flung her hand away. Su Yue froze, suddenly at a loss.
This sacred ground of the Interception Sect, which had existed for an unknowable span of time, shattered at that moment.
What Consort Han said that day was at my behest, all to drive the deposed emperor into a desperate situation.
“Oh, if you don’t go, what if the higher-ups blame us? And with your family background, if you won’t go, who else would dare?” Shen Jinshu curved her lips in a smile, finally fulfilling the organization’s trust.
Master Zhao’s posture was twisted, sweat beading white in his hair as he grew frantic. He knew zombies were chasing from behind, but the more anxious he became, the more things went wrong. He had even fallen earlier; if Chen Hanzhou hadn’t pulled him up, he would have been done for by now.
He clenched his fists tightly, his stern face flushed, feeling as though his mind had stopped working—there was only tension left, so great he could hear his own pounding heartbeat.
No matter how clever Zhou Jiaqing was, when Chen Xing saw Zhou Jiajing trying to grow closer to her, she still felt uneasy. After all, Zhou Jiaqing was barely more than a child, while Zhou Jiajing had been lying since she was a girl. She truly couldn’t feel at ease leaving the two of them alone together.
“Whether you have the skill isn’t for you to say, but for me to decide. But judging by your look, you won’t take your own life—so I suppose I’ll reluctantly grant your wish.” As Chu Chen spoke, his mind stirred, and the Phantom Sword materialized, flying around him.
Qi Yun stared at the two bottles of essence blood before him, his right hand hidden in his sleeve, clenched into a trembling fist.
“More than just acquaintances—we’re good friends, real brothers, our relationship couldn’t be better,” Floren replied eagerly.