Chapter 84: The Wind from the Sea

"Lord Rudolf, is this the victory the Holy See has been hoping for?"
Leo sat astride his mount, the black grape blending almost seamlessly into the darkness of night, while the white robe he wore stood out starkly, as though he were the only radiant presence in a rainy midnight.
The hooves splashed through pools of blood; the streets reeked of gore, unsettling the grape beneath him.
Rudolf remained silent, whether because the atmosphere of the battlefield disturbed him or the shock had struck his heart.
When they returned to the Heavenly Cloud Mountain Sect, the Grand Elder Zhang Xuepeng, now acting as head of the sect, welcomed them back within its gates.
The heavy purse in hand was no illusion; it was enough for wild indulgence in the city, a stroke of fortune that could be boasted about for some time back at the sect.
Li Yunfeng cared little for this and said nothing; he merely ate quietly, as if the words just spoken had not come from him.
He had long foreseen his own defeat, yet by his strength, he should have been able to withstand Lin Huaming for twenty or thirty rounds.
But in a mere three months, Lin Huaming could now withstand three of his attacks without faltering—such progress could only be described as extraordinary.
Su Chi’s so-called “threat” gave her an excuse to seek him out, but when she arrived at his door, her own shyness left her unable to muster the courage to push it open.
Hang Yu was certain that even after the financial crisis passed, sales of China Treasures would hardly diminish. Thanks to the booming offline promotions and online purchasing agents, China Treasures further monopolized the domestic agent market.
He surely didn’t think that, as a disciple of the Buddhist sect, he could stir up any trouble on his own. If it truly came to a life-and-death struggle, Wu Ma Xin had a host of fellow disciples behind him; their words alone could drown him.
What he described as the Trinity—the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit—was the term for all truths of the universe, a synonym for God. From our perspective, God can be understood as the universal truth.
Soya and Lin Nan naturally didn’t come over, yet Qin Chuxin’s bashfulness in her heart only grew—clearly, they had seen everything, which was why they stayed away.
Besides, the Qingzhou Sword was designed for sword practice; even if he stood motionless like a turtle, Jiang You couldn’t harm Qingzhou Sword with his sword energy alone.
He needed to find a way to level up quickly; as it stood, there were no enemies left in the Northern Region, nowhere to hunt monsters.
An hour later, Qin Feng arrived at the base of a towering peak, dismounted, and his chestnut horse collapsed on the ground, foaming at the mouth. Qin Feng ignored it and soared upward without a second thought.
Yet, in that moment, Lannie could clearly sense the killing intent. Could she have been mistaken?
At the same time, a sweeping shockwave erupted alongside the radiant light, like countless mighty hands dispersing in all directions, carrying everything away with them. Countless fragments of stone and clouds of dust were swept into every corner.
“How did you know Long Qing made it to the twentieth trial last time? Not even my Sixth Uncle managed to find out, so how did you?” Xin Huanle fixed his gaze on Jiao Wei.
The sound of energy detonating echoed endlessly in the void, reaching the ears of all those around Tianxin City. Each clash sent a tremor through their souls.
Jiang Jiangling calmly interrupted Tang Yifan. Although the palace was lavishly built, it could still be constructed if desired—it would just take a lot of time, since the materials would have to be collected by Jiang Jiangling herself.
Thinking of this, Li Tian turned immediately, grabbing Zhan Qingqing’s delicate jade hand. Her body trembled slightly, a blush flashed across her face—it was the first time her hand had ever been held by a man.
Ling Feifei was utterly bewildered by Cheng Feng’s actions. What did he mean—could one poison others simply because they’d visited the mortal world? She had been there too, but never acted so slyly, leaving Zhong Kun and the others stuck on the toilet for half a day, their backsides never leaving the seat.