Chapter 1182: Death of the Relentless Cult Leader

Seeing the smile tugging at the corners of Lu Yang's mouth, Yang Kongtong was suddenly struck by a chilling horror.

No matter how one looked at it, this smile belonged to no righteous man!

Was not the Central Sect acclaimed as the crown of the Great Xia's five immortal sects, the very vanguard of the righteous path? Could this truly be a prodigy nurtured by them?!

Lu Yang approached Yang Kongtong with a sinister grin, casting some unknown spell that plunged Yang Kongtong's vision into sudden, absolute darkness.

The citizens of Muxue City saw it clearly; just moments ago, a pair of eyes larger than the city itself had abruptly appeared.

"Dammit. You drank a red potion. Cheater." I barked out immediately. Did he treat the duel agreement as a mere scrap of paper?

After tossing and turning for most of the night, Xuanyuan Yichen was truly exhausted and needed to rest; Liu Qingyan was not much better off herself, so she left the room to avoid disturbing him further.

But nowadays, Japan's tactics were well known and thoroughly analyzed by everyone, so how could there still be such an exaggerated battle record? There must be a catch.

When it comes to education, one must first demonstrate knowledge that far surpasses that of the students, making them feel as though they are looking up at an insurmountable mountain; only then does genuine, heartfelt respect naturally follow.

Wanwan realized that Qin Yantong had already severed her emotional ties with the sword of wisdom during her tribulation. At such a realm, she would sense if anything went wrong with those closest to her.

"By the way, the Xiaoyao Sect is preparing to escort the key figures of the Juejian Sect to Xiaoyao City for protection," Mu Jian added.

It was not until she switched to her tenth horse that Liu Qingyan finally saw the banners of the Great Liang Kingdom fluttering proudly in the wind above the military camp.

The moment Prince Zhan stepped through the door and took his seat, the Princess immediately rose, ordering hot tea to be brought while she walked behind him to massage his shoulders with perfect pressure, causing him to close his eyes in comfort.

These words were actually meant well, intended to keep Zhang Xinsheng from wasting money, but coming out of Liu Yulin's mouth, the tone completely changed.

"The rewards can be repeated!" Shi Jue declared. He did not lack medicinal pills; he only wanted to sever the foundations of the Lingshe Sect and leave them beset by enemies on all sides.

With the Yuan siblings keeping out of sight, Qin Hao's leisurely journey toward the Xinghun Sect transformed into a scenic tour, stopping and starting as he took in the magnificent landscapes of the Five Regions Continent.

"Alright, stop fighting. Yang Xiujie, yes, I hit Shimin, it's my responsibility, and I am worried about her too. You are both soaked, so come inside. If you let Yang Shimin stay out in the rain like this, her condition will only worsen." With that, the door was opened, the lights turned on, and they were ushered in.

Qin Hao's previous words felt like a slight against his capabilities, which displeased him. Having obtained the Nether Spring and gained immense benefits, he naturally would not be stingy about rewarding Qin Hao as promised.

Chu Qiao's pupils contracted involuntarily, her gaze turning dim. She had been prepared for his honest words, but hearing them suddenly still sent a sharp pang through her heart.

Huang Xi's arm had been pinched to a bruise by Liu Kui; she wanted to break free but simply could not, her gaze dodging his eyes.

Professor Wu ultimately could not find anything more to say. After a long silence, he adjusted his glasses, brushed his sleeves, let out a disdainful cold snort, and countered with a question.

Subsequently, the goat demon also closed her eyes, her expression appearing utterly serene, carrying a peculiar sense of detached calm.

As someone who always preferred mingling with high society and was now the leading figure of Beitianming, Tang Wushuang would normally never set foot in such a filthy, low-class place. He had been placed under house arrest, something even he had never anticipated.

Luo Chenyang did not press for a thorough answer; in any case, he could see that Gu Beiyi was very clever and sensible, and moreover, did not seem to reject him.

Finding himself empty-handed, Yao-zai began fighting with bare fists, kicking the stomach of a man wielding a knife to slash him, before quickly bending down to scoop up a blade and rushing out fiercely.

Lou Qingsi wore a tender pink gauze dress today, with a lotus-embroidered satin ribbon around her waist that perfectly accentuated her slender figure. Her face was lightly dusted with makeup, and two shallow dimples appeared whenever she smiled, making her exceedingly lovely.