Chapter 56: The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda

Chen Xin and Gu Rong remained comparatively calm, harboring some doubt regarding the veracity of Qian Yunyu's statement. It was not that they were unwilling to trust him, but rather that down through the generations, the masters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had never ceased their quest for a method to evolve their martial soul, yet all their efforts had yielded nothing.

Chen Xin narrowed his eyes slightly, a look of suspicion crossing his features as he said, "There are indeed legends within our sect regarding the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, but they are merely legends. Even we ourselves have no knowledge of how to make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda evolve into..."

"Since we are now father-in-law and son-in-law, your concerns are my concerns. I will naturally act as an intermediary for you to resolve the conflict between you two." Gongsun Changqing's tone softened slightly.

"Rest assured about that; I have already arranged for the raw materials to be purchased." Lu Yuanfeng remained casual and indifferent.

A series of consecutive events right beneath the imperial capital made her realize that the person behind the scenes was likely someone even the head of the Qi family dared not provoke. She couldn't help but wonder who possessed such heaven-reaching capability.

Gazing at the empty, desolate classroom where no one remained except herself, Jiang Meng, and Su Bimo who was fast asleep, a shudder ran through her heart, filling her with a subtle sense of chill.

She looked toward him; he was standing on the balcony making a phone call. Catching her gaze, he turned and waved, signaling for her to come over. As she stepped out onto the balcony, she noticed many cigarette butts pressed into the ashtray, yet there was no heavy smell of smoke in the air because he had kept the window wide open the entire time.

Yet, upon reflection, it made sense. She had been staying here for several days already; if no one had noticed anything amiss, that would have been the truly abnormal part.

Eddie, half-jokingly and half-seriously, stepped forward and heavily patted Lin Xiao's shoulder with considerable force—a weight that, had it been the former Jonathan, might have caused him to suffer.

This Third Master of the Cavern possessed the strength of the Heavenly Fiend realm, and though he was only at the initial stage, he actually managed to hold his own without falling behind against Ye Wuyou.

The three youths, still laughing and chatting outside the door, suddenly saw a flash of blue light shoot through the door crack, immediately followed by the booming sound of thunder exploding violently inside the room.

The Dragon Fang fragment was precisely what he desired most at the moment. How could he not be excited now that one had appeared right before him?

The base power of the four-wheel Immortal Court realm's initial cultivation amounted to one million epochs of cultivation. The four figures present, all at the four-wheel Immortal Court realm, each possessed strength hovering around 1.1 million epochs of cultivation, making them incomparable to ordinary practitioners of the same realm.

He then stepped on the gas pedal, scanned the vicinity, and parked the vehicle in an unlit spot devoid of streetlamps.

However, to him, these red-eyed spiders were merely ordinary monsters that posed no threat whatsoever.

Is the gang lacking resources? Any hidden map resources could be casually mined since others were none the wiser.

"Whenever I stay in a hotel, my mood is never quite right; it always feels like living under someone else's roof," Lin Ling remarked.

At this very moment, within a renowned sanctuary in Zhongjing, Elder Chen—who had once traveled to Ye Family Village and resided there for a period of time—put down his calligraphy brush.

It was currently dusk, and the soldiers, having finished their meal, were mostly engaged in free activities. Some were working out on their own, while others were singing marching songs, creating a lively atmosphere. The training ground was immensely vast, even broader than the Xiangheng Military District. Naturally, the land resources here were far more abundant, allowing for a much larger training ground for the soldiers, complete with numerous grassy fields.

The heat was just as intense as the day before, but perhaps drawing from yesterday's experience, Yun City managed to swallow his voice, held his breath, and plunged his head straight into the water.

Yun City remained somewhat doubtful and uncertain. After analyzing the situation, he truly could not detect any sign of falsehood in the old man's words.

The two of them exchanged a silent, subtle upward curve of their lips, smiling gently at one another. The warmth of that smile was just right—calm and serene.

Seeing that both children looked unwell, Song Mei patted Ning Zaifu's leg beneath the table, signaling him to eat his food quickly and keep quiet.

Regardless of what the classmates protecting Xiao Ye said, he paid them no heed. He felt as though everything he saw had changed, shimmering with a flickering light.

Some people had traveled thousands of miles simply upon hearing that the bride Zhuang Lingyin's father was none other than Chen Yunye, the renowned grandmaster who had roamed the world and appreciated every imaginable beauty, driven solely by a desire to catch a glimpse of this legendary, dashing master.