Chapter 130: Comfort

The crowd prostrated themselves on the ground.

Qin Xiao felt rage surging to the top of his head; the local tyrant of the Jiangnan Circuit actually dared to style himself as the Crown Prince.

"Daxi, see that the two of them are settled comfortably. Do not show them any disrespect."

"Ada, accompany me out of the palace."

At this moment, Qin Xiao no longer wished to wait.

...

In such a "correct" world, he did not hesitate in the slightest, practically begging the Sorting Hat to place him in Slytherin House.

On this planar battlefield, Tong Ling held the second position on the Destiny Talisman Top 100 List. Regardless of whether she or others were concealing other destiny talismans, this ranking proved that Tong Ling was no easy adversary. Had it not been for the involvement of Ao Wuchang, Dongfang Qingcheng, and Yan Ge, the struggle for the Five Elements Stone would have essentially been a solo performance by her and the Remnant Soul.

But just then, two men in black burst in from outside the hall. They were the ones assigned to guard the elevator entrance; having suddenly heard the unusually violent sounds of fighting coming from the hall, they had rushed over.

"It's Li Qing!" Zhou Mei cried out in surprise. Beside her, Lin Xiao, Liu Shenwu, and Cao Ba, upon hearing a name that had been suppressed for over a hundred years, could not help but feel a surge of excitement.

Conversely, Wang Chen saw in this an opportunity for his own entrance. He felt that Black Nether Child's prestige had reached its zenith; if he could defeat him in front of everyone, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation, allowing him to establish his authority across the world.

As Sha Zhihao descended, Liang Yufan slapped him across the face, sending him flying instantly.

It was already five o'clock in the morning, the legendary hour when yin energy is at its peak. He continued to hold Xiren's hand as a massive human silhouette appeared on the window. The shadow flickered into the room, as if it could pass directly through solid objects.

Seeing that even the two divine beast battle souls, newly formed from the sand, had frozen in place, that voice finally sensed that something was amiss. But Wang Chen gave him no chance; in the very instant of his hesitation, the blue and purple swords, trailing long tails of light, pierced straight into the eye of the tornado.

If Li Tao had opened his restaurant, "Shi Weixian," in a bustling downtown area, he would be raking in gold every day. It was a pity that he had remained in this place only to guard the tomb.

Ni Xin'er was stunned, and so were Yan'er and Su Xiurong. Only in Xiao Lian's eyes was there no surprise, only a faint sorrow that immediately gave way to relief.

But then the plot took a turn, and the story developed in a way completely different from what they had anticipated. First, the youth who went to contact the knight was suddenly attacked by him during their negotiations.

"I really did find them. This guy kept throwing these things at me while he was running. I saw I couldn't catch him, so I just picked up what he threw," Yun Fan said with an innocent look.

If it were anyone else, they would never have expected it. Even Lin Chuan was somewhat surprised, but as a cultivator in the Martial Realm, he blocked with his arm horizontally. His internal profound energy surged rapidly, causing the major veins in his arm to bulge.

Finally, the flaming giant hand vanished. Lin Chuan broke out in a cold sweat, unsure if he had managed to bluff his way through, and watched the Golden Crow primordial spirits with bated breath.

Jian Rui opened the door and was not at all surprised to see the man standing there, for he had been reporting to her every single day since she moved in.

Her slender fingers traced his handsome features, and waves of agitation rippled through her heart.

Mu Xiao looked at Dongfang Xue, who had inexplicably flown into a rage, and could not help but curl his lips in resignation.

For beings of their stature, physical damage could be mended, but the exhaustion of internal true essence was another matter. Taifeng was just about to speak when a massive palm descended from the sky. Muttering a curse, he hurriedly scrambled to evade it.