Chapter 55: The True King of the Sea and Water

Black high walls stood atop the precipitous cliff, from which cherry blossoms drifted out, floating toward the dark sea.

Tonight, Sagami Bay was calm and windless. The dark, sheer cliff plunged straight into the bay like an unparalleled, peerless katana descending from the heavens to cleave the ocean in two.

The black high walls merged seamlessly with the knife-cut precipice. This was the Black Stone Residence, a renowned luxury villa in Atami.

An old man walked along the base of the wall, carrying a white paper lantern. His name was Hiroshi Kimura, and he was the butler here.

Could he be considered robust? If so, how had he died so suddenly within just a month or two? He could only regret that in his past life, he had failed to pay close attention to how Lu Yanchen's father had actually died, silently assuming in his heart that the man had simply passed away in bed due to old age.

Zi Bing'er and Li Ruoqing exchanged a joyful glance and nodded in unison. I gave them a reassuring smile, then closed my eyes to experience it with my heart.

Suddenly, Lei Li recalled a realm mentioned by the old man with the white beard in his dream—it vaguely seemed to be the Hundun Realm. Lei Li re-entered the memories of the Thunder God Giant and sorted out the stratification of his warrior realms once more.

His tone was sincere, yet his face was full of smiles. Gu Xiao was now certain that the other party was mocking him.

Fear had vanished by this point. Through the tempering of two long hours, everyone's mindset had finally grown calm and resigned. As the saying goes, what goes around comes around; meeting a wretched death was the fate of ninety-nine percent of cultivators, and everyone had grown somewhat philosophical about it.

As soon as Xiao Rang uttered those incredibly arrogant and haughty words, everyone present gasped, and curses erupted once more. While this man possessed exceptionally profound mastery in formations, formations and alchemy were two entirely distinct, profound fields, and each was as deep and vast as the ocean.

Beneath his wrinkled eyelids, two sharp gazes pierced straight into the depths of Gu Shihai's eyes. The final four words were spoken slowly and heavily, sounding as though he were discussing the military funds of Yunzhou, yet also hinting at something else.

"Very well." Yi Zhonghai agreed without much thought. The sooner these old grudges were brought to an end, the sooner he could have some peace of mind; otherwise, who knew if He Daching might pull another stunt similar to the other day to torment him.

Stepping out of the gloomy woods, Xuanyuan Yu flashed to the side of Yin Ling's bed to look at the sleeping infant, a surge of tender affection welling up within him. He extended his right index finger, circulated his inner qi slightly, and traced a few glowing golden symbols in the air. With a gentle push from Xuanyuan Yu, those symbols sank into Yin Ling's arm.

Hearing the Azure Heaven Eagle directly name the soul-cultivation technique, Lin Ying could not help feeling a jolt of shock! Meanwhile, the Azure Heaven Eagle seemed somewhat hesitant, its gaze betraying a trace of contemplation. After a long while, the Azure Heaven Eagle finally spoke.

"President, I've thought it over. Let's call this thing 'Herbert's Protection' from now on. What do you think?" Fang Li picked up a piece of jade slip from the messy pile of papers and handed it to Herbert.

In the blink of an eye, they reached the Demon Mountain. Arriving before the closed gates, the black stone pillar spotted Shao Bing and tossed a small bell into the air, which immediately emitted a series of urgent, rapid chimes.

The Premier nodded. The current situation already implied this; it was no longer a question of who was right and who was wrong. It might seem that the leadership team of Gan Province had taken an unmerited bullet and suffered an injustice, but who told them to hog all the benefits themselves, leaving the other provinces without even a sip of broth? If others didn't harbor resentment, would they be expected to feel grateful instead?

The next day, Long Yu ordered Wan Hao, the Grand General of the Dragon Clan, to lead a force of tens of thousands of soldiers, following behind Bai Qianhui. Traveling by night and resting by day, they quietly advanced toward Tiandang Mountain.

Yushan Huan gave a low chant, helping Lin Ying conceal his figure. He certainly couldn't just stand out in the open void like a living target.

Yet how could there be such a fine bargain in this world? To injure someone and then simply try to flee—in this new society, that was utterly impossible.

"What, could it be that it doesn't exist?" Seeing Lu Jin's expression, Shangguan Wan'er could not help gently furrowing her brows.