Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Deception

"Alright, you go first, but our time is still tight, so hurry up," Shu Yiming said as he pulled out a brick-sized mobile phone. At this time, owning such a phone was a status symbol—a rare sight even in a bustling bank. Coupled with the car parked outside and Ouyang Zhuo, tall and imposing with his sunglasses, standing behind Shu Yiming...

It wasn’t that Hu Huan intentionally kept things hidden; it was simply that he himself didn’t know much at the time. These new techniques were still in their infancy, and as for the Divine Art, he feared its dangers would be boundless. Back then, everyone was only at the second tier; if it became easy to create more second-tier practitioners, who knew what chaos might ensue? That was why he concealed the crucial details.

“Big Brother, you head back first. I’ll stay here with the men. The fire has only just been put out, and someone needs to keep watch, or it might flare up again.” Jiang Yan dispatched his soldiers, then followed Li Qingning inside, searching every corner, everyone remaining ready at a moment’s notice.

Yet today, the power displayed by Old Mountain gave him a very real warning. There is always someone stronger, always a higher mountain to climb.

Stealing a glance at Xie Wanyi, who was sipping her tea leisurely, Xiong Fei failed to see anything in her that resembled a charitable soul.

"Tang Chuyan, open the door!" Du Xiaosheng arrived at Tang Chuyan’s home and didn’t hesitate—he pounded on the door with all his might, venting his anger through his fists.

The new techniques were all well and good, but limited by the historical context. The founders of the Heavenly Soldiers’ arts focused solely on combat, so any technique not suited for battle was discarded.

As for who he used to be, perhaps only he himself knew. Even his unreliable parents probably had no idea.

It was precisely because of this that, after seeing Li Qingning’s healing abilities, Jiang Shi decided without hesitation to open a medical clinic for her in town. It was not only a lucrative business but also a way to truly alleviate the suffering of the people.

Si Yan wore an ordinary suit, but his well-built frame made the tailored waistline and thighs exude a restrained power. Broad shoulders gave structure to the simple shirt, which buttoned all the way up, though he wore no tie. Only the sleeves were rolled up, revealing strong arms.

These teams of professionals had no intention of allying with the Hidden Dragon Army. After all, Hidden Dragon was the local power—joining them would mean giving up any initiative.

Just then, an ethereal yet ancient voice suddenly echoed through the grand hall.

At this point, he had already realized that within this domain, there was no way he could defeat Li Chen.

Those once-mighty figures no longer wore their usual arrogance and superiority; their pitiful appearances filled Allen with immense sorrow.

It was like the blossoming of a pattern—beams of demonic light radiated from Nan Feng’s palm, splitting into six streams, each merging with one of the six Great Demonic Fists. As long as Nan Feng retained his demonic power, the beams would never cease.

“Enough about me—how do you feel about it? Your family changed your chosen path; perhaps it was only because they wanted the best for you.” Wang Yazhe was gentle as jade, tall and slender, with a single-lidded smile that was especially charming.

“Doesn’t your house have underfloor heating?” Yao Yiyue said indifferently, “I just don’t like wearing shoes—I love the feeling of bare feet on the floor.” As she spoke, she craned her neck to check the pot, where the water was already boiling.

Besides, if he hadn’t managed things himself, could Zang Ke’s studio have become what it is in just two short years? He was once an obscure, impoverished painter—how could he have suddenly become a renowned master in the city? There were plenty of masters, but fame always depended on promotion.

Of course, Yasha could not remain at Yanyang Pass; he needed to oversee the Dragon Squad. That was why, among the Black Dragon Mountains, Yasha chose a leader to take charge.