Volume 1, Chapter 26: The Covenant of Brotherhood

As a cold and taciturn master, A-Liang’s words undoubtedly carried a certain weight, yet even without his input, everyone was well aware of the strength of the Iron Triangle.

Only by becoming stronger could one control their own destiny, avoiding being manipulated by others and truly being themselves.

While it is true that a large crowd often brings a mix of quality, and in certain situations, quality can overwhelm quantity, there are many other times when sheer numbers can forcibly suppress quality.

Following this, the constant pursuit by his kin forced Lin Tianxuan to flee to the Soul-Severing Mountain.

The members of Purple Gold were formidable; few average players could defeat them one-on-one. Fortunately, Wu Zhao and the others were not average players at all—each was an elite, and they held their own against Purple Gold.

The top five were geniuses among geniuses, a stage or two higher than Mi Dou, with spirit arts many times more powerful. He could not fight them head-on; he would have to rely on his "Star-Moving Technique"—and, of course, on his dear… Junior Sister of Yue Dai.

The flower petals that had been cheering on the ground did not take flight on the breeze. Zhao Tianyu stared in astonishment at the pale purple figure opposite him.

Xu Qi and Xuan Shuang were in the quiet room, exchanging casual remarks and in no hurry to get to the main topic.

Feng Tianshuo, the Young Master of Never-Night City, was also ranked among the Eight Young Masters. Known in the underworld as Master Night, he possessed the cultivation of the eighth grade of the Profound Illumination Realm. That was not all; he was flanked by four great experts, the strongest of whom was at the ninth grade of the Profound Illumination Realm, while even the weakest was at the fifth grade.

The rain continued to fall, and another corpse lay in a pool of blood, eyes wide with terror, dying with its grievances unavenged.

"Brother Shen, don't you want to know who is sharing the grilled fish with your Goldfish Baby?" seeing him unhurried, Jiang Yan asked, looking to stir up trouble.

At first, there was nothing unusual, but the moment the spiritual energy within Xie Qian’s body passed through his spiritual energy armor...

Last week, while doing homework at Shen Wang’s house, the wind had picked up outside. They must have mixed them up while grabbing the test papers.

Yun Shuran watched silently as she walked away with a straight back; the moment the door closed, she turned to Yun Zhi with impatient anticipation.

The Heavenly Court was far more beautiful than this, with clouds churning and adding a touch of mystery to the scenery.

The mountain path had been maintained and was not difficult to traverse, though it was winding and circuitous. It took a full hour to reach the gates of the Front Pond Sect.

Having been on the team for a year, everyone was used to joking around. Zhang Lunda and Yang Anxu rubbed salt into the wound uncharitably, but Shen Wang did not take it to heart.

The squadron leader of the Feng Family Army’s aviation unit immediately complied with the order. He commanded all fighter jets to begin circling the unidentified flying object in pairs, observing its characteristics closely.

She did not know exactly what had happened, but it was clear that Li Beiyao was furious, and she worried that he would go looking for Lin Zhendong to fight again.

There were fruit baskets, nutritional supplements, dairy products, and sympathy gifts that Su Manman had specifically brought back from abroad to honor her aunt.

"I didn't do it! These things have nothing to do with me! If she, Du Letian, wants to point the finger at me, let her produce evidence!" Ouyang Huaixuan jumped off the bed, her whole body trembling with agitation.

Rong Zhenye glanced at her faintly. He was indeed surprised by his mother-in-law's sudden change in attitude; he suspected there might be a reason for it.

The single sentence, "Please have some self-respect," sent the Emperor’s mood plummeting from the peak of ecstasy into a deep abyss. He reflexively released Bing Ning, though he was utterly baffled by her contradictory reactions.

This question stumped Yue Ying. She did not want to see Bing Ning sad and dejected all day, but she also did not want her wandering aimlessly on the lake in the dark of a windy night. In truth, she wanted the best of both worlds.

Tie Yi continued to comprehend the laws of the Heavenly Dao. She could feel black tribulation clouds gathering above her head, ready for the baptism of heaven’s lightning and rain. It is said that those who act against the heavens must face its punishment; if she survived this lightning tribulation, she would be a true Golden Core master.

"Not letting me be troubled is also not letting yourself be troubled. Xiaoyu, you are so smart, you should understand this logic. Very well, let’s leave it at this: completing the tasks I have entrusted to you is the best way to ease my worries," Ye Jingchen replied calmly.

"I can't control you. Even if you smashed everything valuable in the Shen household, no one would dare question you," Liu Rumei laughed.

It was precisely for this reason that he completed the soul contract with the Red Demon Umbrella on her behalf, allowing this Divine Emperor-grade weapon, which only recognized one master, to find a new one.

When the Emperor heard Ya Siqi’s intent to retreat early, how could he easily agree? He dealt with a myriad of affairs daily, moving without pause. Having finally carved out the time to question the punishment of Xue Wei and Xiang Jun, he knew it would take forever to find such an opportunity again.

Recalling the tragic death of her foster mother, Bai Yulan, Bi He looked at Shangguan Feng with eyes full of pain and resentment.

"Then what is the mission this time? It shouldn't be life-threatening, should it?" Although Jiang Xia had achieved a profound understanding regarding death, he preferred to avoid it whenever possible.

At this moment, one of the judges reached up to press the earpiece on his left side and looked up toward the corner of the ceiling.

Hearing Jiang Xia’s admission, the lead investigator lowered his head slightly, the corner of his mouth curling into a faint, smug smile—though it was subtle—before he uttered the words he had seemingly been waiting to say all along.

After such a long time, the injuries of Clay and Rat had mostly healed, but it was Maurice whose severed arm affected him far more severely, far worse than the bullet wound in Rat’s head.

This time, Lin Dong did not choose to dodge. Seeing that his opponents were armed with baseball bats and steel pipes, he raised his left arm to block.