When the group saw Jian Que lying there like a dead dog, they all thought of the figure from just now, and then they remembered the culprit who almost destroyed the King's Palace a few months ago. The case was solved.

The Human King has truly returned, and he has also purged the leading figures of the Sword Domain.

Looking at the broken sword on the ground, Cheng Yao could clearly sense that the swordsman, who was originally as sharp as a divine weapon, had become a cripple whose cultivation had greatly declined, and whose entire body could no longer be seen to have any trace of swordsmanship.

How desperate would a person who has devoted their entire life to pursuing the way of the sword be if they woke up one day to find that all their sword trees had been destroyed, and they had even forgotten how to hold a sword?

The King of Men... what a cruel way to kill someone and destroy their spirit! Yet, this is the true King of Men: incredibly powerful yet ruthless. He punishes the guilty, and is beyond comprehension, speculation, and direct expression.

The rest of the people, upon seeing this, began to live in fear.

The line to hand over the rare treasures quickened, as if everyone was afraid of being next. After handing them over, they hurriedly left this place of trouble.

Because they received some earth-shattering news and needed to make more preparations, as the world was about to change.

Soon, everyone had handed over their treasures, which had piled up into a small mountain, enough for their Human King Palace to operate for a long time and for them to bide their time.

Cheng Yao also took Chenxi and left, returning to her own spiritual realm.

Soon, Xiao Qi looked at all these treasures and couldn't stop smiling: "Confiscate them all! Confiscate them all! The Human King's Palace has finally recovered some of its losses!"

Little Black was unaware that the treasures he had obtained through his own influence (threatening others) had been snatched away by Little Seven.

At this moment, Xiao Hei was taken to the courtyard by Haotian.

Of course, Diefang and the others were also brought back, as well as the elf.

When Linglong found herself brought to the courtyard house, she was stunned for a moment. It was here that she had trained with Haotian.

That peerless white figure.

Although some parts have become more prominent, and although it is no longer him but her, that beautiful face and familiar fragrance have always been her memories.

Unrequited love, lovesickness that turns to illness, is like a bright moon obscured by dark clouds, or a blazing fire extinguished by cold water. It is like a poignant poem, captivating the reader yet bringing endless sorrow.

Linglong felt somewhat lost standing there. In front of Haotian, she felt that her mind was always blank.

Perhaps Linglong would occasionally tease young girls, but only in front of Haotian would she dare not act rashly, cherishing this feeling, which she called unrequited love?

Haotian quickly told Diefang and the other three to return to their rooms to cultivate, because what was about to happen was not suitable for children to hear.

Seeing Linglong's bewildered expression, Haotian finally sighed softly.

"I heard that you... became despondent after your painting was stolen?"

Linglong's face was filled with shyness, and there was no trace of the expression she had just used to tease Wenxin. At this moment, Linglong really wanted to throw herself on Haotian, but would it be inappropriate to do so? Would it make her feel embarrassed?

Little Black was furious looking at the shy elf.

When I first met her, she looked delighted, not because she saw me, but because seeing me meant she had a good chance of seeing Haotian. When I tricked her into giving me a shoulder massage in order to see Haotian, she rolled her eyes and looked humiliated.

Now you're all shy?

I'm feeling bad, and I'm feeling bad too. You can't expect to feel good either!

She transformed into a mature and elegant woman, put her arm around Haotian's fragrant shoulder, and reached out to lift a strand of her white hair.

She scoffed at Linglong, saying, "Oh, it's been years, and you're still as slovenly as ever?"

Haotian felt the impact of Xiao Hei's soft ball and subconsciously clenched his fist. He remained expressionless on the surface, but his heart was exploding: Damn it, how can this evil dragon have such a good figure? It's not too much to give my good brother a massage later, oh no, now we're good sisters.

Seeing Haotian's expressionless face, Linglong felt a surge of jealousy: Damn it, you evil dragons, how dare you hug her like that! I'll make you shit (voice cracks)!

The sky is clear, but my heart is gloomy. You've messed with Linglong, and you're doomed.

"Um, um... don't worry about these little things, can I have another painting from you?"

Upon hearing this, Haotian readily agreed to allow her to record it using the image-recording stone.

Linglong felt that the black-haired, mature dragon girl was in the way, so she went over and 'friendly' asked Xiao Hei to stand further away.

Xiao Hei instantly looked at Haotian with pitiful eyes, as if to say: Look at her, look at her, she told me to stay away from you.

Seeing this, Linglong cursed inwardly: What a green tea b*tch!

Finally, Xiao Hei reluctantly got up and took a picture. Hao Tian said that Linglong could stay here for a few days or choose to leave directly.

After saying that, they didn't exchange any more words and then returned to their room.

Only Xiao Hei remained in the courtyard.

"Senior, come on, let me continue the shoulder massage from before~"

Xiao Hei's face showed surprise, and he immediately took Linglong's little hand and led her into the room...

Then...

"Hey Linglong, that was a bit too strong."

"What? You're not putting enough force into it?! I'll give it another push!"

The tragic time for the dragon has arrived.

In another dimension, within the Spirit Iris Palace.

Chu Xinqiao would sometimes drift into a daze, holding the red string in her palm. She hadn't seen her for a long time, and only the red string could express her longing. She was already very familiar with the situation at Lingyuan Palace.

Recently, a man named Qianmian has been coming to see him, but she knows she doesn't like him, and Hanqin doesn't allow him to come to Lingyuan Palace anymore.

People today know that there are three top-tier geniuses in the world.

It still possesses an unparalleled aura, invincible within its own realm.

Jian Liuli often stood there blankly, expressionless, but would occasionally sigh.

Lei Tang was terrified of being beaten and learned his lesson. Whenever the Sword Peak Master or his own peak master came to him and realized something was wrong, he would immediately bow his head and admit his mistake, thus successfully avoiding several beatings.

Several peak masters also began to mock those rogue cultivators, because there was that forbidden being above them.

Among them, the Peak Master of Sword Peak and the Peak Master of Thousand Thunder Peak are considered to be two exceptional individuals. When the two of them act together, it often represents the weeping and wailing of one or even several rogue cultivators.

The Medicine King was taking Xiao Feng on various training trips, using the best resources on her.

The world seemed to have fallen into peace and tranquility once again, with only occasional minor disturbances.