Chapter 119: The World Journal’s Calculations

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As the two passed by the room again, Long Jianfei glanced inside and locked eyes with Qi Nantian, who seemed to be waiting for something, repeatedly looking past Long Jianfei’s back—but there was nothing there.

A week later, she saw him admitted to the hospital after being beaten by his father, his body covered in bruises and his face swollen and battered. Despite this, he smiled at her, and Lu Chenxi couldn’t hold back her tears. They made a pact: if they both got into the same university, she would consider dating him.

Shangguan Yun dressed quietly and turned to see Ning Jiu’er smiling peacefully as she slept. Not wanting to disturb her or leave, he simply sat down and began to regulate his internal energy, trying to dispel the medicinal power within him. Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide in shock, then smiled with understanding.

Li Ningyu continuously praised the two, making Lu Haodong and Zhu Guiquan feel embarrassed. The sincerity in Li Ningyu’s clear gaze made everyone realize his words were heartfelt, not mere politeness.

As a result, the tables, chairs, doors, and windows in the tavern were smashed and broken to pieces by the four of them in a chaotic frenzy. The tavern owner stood there dumbfounded, mouth agape.

Only then did Huo Lei dare to approach Lei Li. Extending his right hand, covered in fiery red scales, he pressed it against Lei Li’s body.

“What’s there to thank me for? If it weren’t for Miss Duo’er, don’t even think about it, hmph,” the stout man replied sulkily.

Ruoyi Xue had visited him twice, staying only briefly before leaving. Li Zhichen’s body had recovered, but while physical wounds healed quickly, emotional scars lingered. He still visited Xue Qingyun daily but no longer wept bitterly.

Deng Lin’s face was marked with finger bruises, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth. He dared not wipe it away, bowing his head in anticipation of further punishment.

As for the revelation of the Qian Kun Cauldron, it was unavoidable, but it also served to demonstrate the strength of his Underworld River. In the primordial wilderness, only the Three Pure Ones possessed innate treasures, and now that his Underworld River had one as well, it naturally served as a warning to other saints.

More attention was drawn to the fact that the number of prodigies participating in the Qingyun Ranking contest far exceeded that of any previous year.

“Senior Brother Bai Xuan, let them come. I am confident in my own strength,” Xiao Yi said calmly, showing no trace of nervousness, as if everything was firmly under his control.

“Damn it, you bastard. Could it be that your reckless words have brought down thunder and lightning on us?” Xiao Yi’s body shuddered suddenly.

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In a mountain forest outside Chen Prefecture, Kong Xuan and Six-Eared sat cross-legged, discussing the Dao of magic. Since this journey, Six-Eared had matured considerably. Although he had already served as the Emperor’s teacher, he had not hurried back to the Blood Sea but instead come deep into the forest to discuss the Dao with Kong Xuan.

They had spent several centuries in the underground realm of the Earth-Shaking Shrine, where there was little to do but cultivate.

However, a series of events that followed made him realize that replacing Akbiru was no simple task.

After parting ways with the polar bear, the two took the ten-thousand-year snow lotus and flew eastward on a sword that streaked through the sky like a divine rainbow.

Moments later, Lin Tianyu suddenly opened his eyes, his brilliant gaze seeming to pierce through the void before him.

A race possessing four of the primordial wilderness’s great formations, and another with a mixed-origin powerhouse—such races were no longer under the casual control of any saint, much like the current situation with the Witch and Lich clans. Though saints were powerful, they could not interfere with the affairs of those two clans.

After Yin Qiao finished speaking, all the ministers turned their eyes toward Prince Qin, Li Shimin. On the throne, Li Yuan said nothing but looked at his son with an inquiring gaze.

“Qi Guoyuan,” Xu Maogong suddenly called out. Cheng Yaojin, realizing he was not being addressed, silently rejoiced.

“Yes, not only our Huaxia government but also your ancient noble families and the Huaxia clans still existing under their protection on Huaxia soil,” the number one leader explicitly conveyed his thoughts and demands to Zhang Tiancai.

“There are some clues. It’s basically certain that the fire was meant to destroy all evidence, and it’s also confirmed that the three corpses were servants of the Zhang household. Only these two corpses are difficult to identify,” Wang Ping’an said.

“Feng Yuan, Lord Huo said the army will advance soon. I think those thick quilts don’t need to be brought out anymore,” Li Sanniang’s voice came from inside the tent.

After speaking, Zheng Penghai casually snatched a knife from a soldier’s hand, pressed it to his neck, and prepared to commit suicide.

Meng Tong strode into the mansion, sat down in the west wing beside the main hall, and took a few sips of the hot tea prepared in advance, waiting for the meeting in the main hall to conclude.

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“Don’t come closer yet, let me try first,” Cang Jianli withdrew his divine sense, instructing Mu Yang and Mu Wu as he approached the ochre whip to observe.

“So many. It seems the court will have many talents joining this year,” Wang Ping’an remarked.

“I’d better not. This is fine—no need to open it up,” Ru Hong shook his head helplessly. His joking tone hid seriousness, as if to ask if it was possible for Ming Ting and Ming Yan to open their divine veins. Considering the tragic state of Ming Lei, Ru Hong gave up completely.

Old Tong smiled faintly. “Brother Qi, there’s no need to be like that. I have come here precisely for this matter!” As soon as the words left his mouth, he stepped forward lightly, seeming to float as he swiftly charged out of the military camp, stopping in front of Xu Yun Chao and the others.

Bai Xiyan, hearing this, you must find it very amusing. I do too, because I don’t understand why I suddenly care so much about everything concerning you. This kind of arrogant and willful behavior only appeared when I faced her seventeen years ago! Are you her reincarnation?

At this point, there was nothing else to do but proceed as planned. He quickly thanked Officer Zhang and followed the servants to the dining hall.

He became the leader of the Bamboo Immortal Clan because he lived long enough and had strong spiritual power. The reason for his strength and longevity, he believed, was probably because of that extraordinary black stone.

“Hey, is anyone inside?” Suddenly, a loud voice pulled her thoughts back.

Ordinary soldiers were fourth or fifth-level warriors. Long Quan saw Yu’er come along despite the danger and was too "excited," so he came over, embraced Yu’er, and kissed her lips. “Mmm…” Yu’er struggled briefly before relaxing in Long Quan’s arms.