Volume 1, Chapter 59: Did You Really Think the Inner Three Gates Have No One Left to Use?

The Black Rose building consists of three floors.
The first floor is a comprehensive entertainment complex featuring a bar and billiards.
The second floor is a complex combining an arcade and commercial karaoke rooms.
The third floor is a special area.
It only receives VIP guests of status, and the offices of Azure Dragon and his men are also located on the third floor.
After entering, Chu Lingtian headed straight for the third floor.
In the spacious office, he saw Azure Dragon lying on the sofa receiving an IV drip.
Absurdly, on the opposite sofa, Zhang Chao was also lying there, likewise receiving an IV drip.
"Young Master."
"Young Master."
Seeing Chu Lingtian approach, both of them managed to prop themselves up.
"What's going on?" Chu Lingtian cut straight to the point without wasting words, "Who was Huang Yanchen..."
Although the fact that this gold-threaded jade robe had been snatched away by the Rong brothers and given to Rong Zhangzhu left her feeling somewhat displeased.
So I followed, while Sister Bing took Li Xin back. Once out of the woods, it grew bright, and there were still many people on the beach.
It was not until someone from the palace arrived to summon her that she knew it must be because of this matter. After all, the Cao residence had not come to the Shen residence to make a fuss over the past two days; they were probably saving up their momentum to lodge an imperial complaint before the Emperor.
He kicked me, urging me to move, otherwise my body would suffer agonizing cramps the next day. He forced me to hop around a bit, do some relaxation exercises and the like, and finally chased me away, telling me to continue tomorrow.
The nine major sects of the Southern Territory had no usual interactions, and consequently, their disciples had no contact with each other either. Ying Chuan had never seen Mu Wufai and Ruan Tianfu, and naturally could not recognize them.
Han Sheng had stayed in the stronghold during this period, so he was aware of any changes within it, while Liang Ming and Chang Guidong, holding the duties of bailiffs, had only received leave yesterday to return to the Divine Camp Stronghold.
She had no choice but to put on a pitiful look again and said, "I just felt bad for you, so..." She had just set a trap for the boy's mother, and then turned around to tell the son; she wasn't that bizarre.
Moreover, with the New Year approaching, all the renters had returned home, making the place even more desolate. I figured Yang Hanlu's father would like it here, seeing as it is relatively secluded.
The Wuji Sect had a strict hierarchy, and only Shadow Leader One of the Shadow Guard had the authority to report directly to the master. Everyone else simply had to obey orders. Daily affairs were handled by Shadow Leader One, but matters concerning the Marquis of Loyal Bravery's estate were under the sole jurisdiction of Venerable Feng.
"Ever since I was in the Prince's Mansion, the only person I wanted to grow old with was Qifan, but I was rejected... As for the rest, I couldn't quite figure out my own feelings. I would feel joyful when I saw them, and worried when I didn't."
Faced with Wang Yang's mockery and provocation, Chu Ran simply chose to ignore him. Glancing at him sideways, he continued to converse with Ning Ye.
However, Tianyao Lin possessed the secret Nine Seals of the Divine Gate, which could prohibit the opponent's movements, making things much more convenient.
"Oh man, what on earth is this scribbled mess?" Mo Song looked at the "splashed-ink landscape painting" in his hand, instantly feeling that his own handwriting was exceptionally good—even if it was often teased by his teacher.
Joel looked at the contracting pupils and the mysterious man in the black trench coat, secretly guessing at his possible origins.
As their words fell, they began to manufacture it. After a long while, they had both finished crafting.
Yet Ning Qing was unwilling to let his opponent off so easily. Leading the cavalry battalion, he clung on like "tacky glue," pursuing Gu Haihai's forces relentlessly and routing them until they were utterly exhausted and in a pathetic state of panic.
In reality, the targets of cross-border transactions were all sorts of people; even if demons or the like were among them, it was completely normal, and Sun Teng was certainly no moral paragon.
The White Wolf did not understand why the elves had such emotions. Perhaps it was because he looked too ferocious? Or because elves naturally disliked outsiders, or perhaps some other reason?
He was not here to kill people; Lü Zhuo wanted the Zhen family to act as a talisman for him to survive this chaotic melee. Causing military disaster was not his original intention, but the necessary deterrence was still indispensable.
Jing Yi thought to himself, besides, that was the Sovereign's own child. He believed that if the Sovereign's spirit in heaven had any awareness, he would also wish for his child to live together with the child's mother.
"Zhao Jiang, are you hungry?" Yang Xu guessed that Zhang Jiang had run all the way home to deliver a message and then run so far with him to fetch things; he would have to be starving not to be hungry.
She reached out to Princess Yunyao, but the princess shrank back a bit, looking as if she were somewhat afraid of her.
Ghost Cloud had been killed by Gu Feng eight times. One could say that Gu Feng had now become an overwhelming shadow and psychological barrier to Ghost Cloud. Naturally, he longed for Gu Feng to turn to ashes and be utterly destroyed in body and soul as soon as possible, so that he could finally rest easy.
In the end, Mom insisted on having Lu Siyao stay for breakfast at home. During the meal, she inquired about Lu Siyao's family background.
Although Dragon Soul could not definitively say he had discovered Blood Flood's weakness, his phrasing practically amounted to saying that Blood Flood indeed had a weakness he was forced to protect.
Another bolt of heavenly tribulation struck down once more, slamming solidly into Lu Siyao. Lu Siyao was not afraid in the least; a resolute expression graced her face as she faced the tribulation bravely.
Lü Bu was filled with dissatisfaction, while Liu Bei was equally apprehensive and consumed by sorrow and bitterness. Furthermore, the matters vexing him were far more numerous than Lü Bu's.
After advancing another ten miles, Gu Feng and his party arrived at an ice cave with a diameter of a thousand meters, yet of unfathomable depth.
Gao Yuelin was originally an outer disciple. Through grueling cultivation, he had leaped to become a formal disciple of the Moral Sect, and even ascended to become one of the top ten prodigies within the Moral Sect—truly an object of adoration for all outer disciples.
Dai Shi snorted coldly: "Don't even think about it! Didn't you use this young lady's name to swindle people? How dare you speak so brazenly and claim your lightness kung fu surpasses mine? Humph, humph, aren't you still captured by me with ease?" Dai Shi spoke with triumph, forgetting that if not for Ye Suiyun, how could she have ever captured this flower-picking thief?
Hou Wu, who was closest to the man in black, sized him up and asked excitedly. This was his typical reaction upon encountering an expert.