Chapter 34: The Demon Blade Muramasa

Rebirth of the Urban Demon Lord Embarking on Life 1254 words 2026-03-19 13:52:42

Bingxin Island, at the heart of the island’s martial arena.

The leading powers of Yun Prefecture had already been waiting for some time.

News of Chen Yang becoming an honored guest of the Xiao family had long reached everyone present. Many had doubted it, but now, seeing the two Xiao sisters enter alongside Chen Yang, all uncertainty was dispelled—it was settled beyond question.

The leaders of the Chu, Wang, and Xu families wore looks of bitter resignation...

“It’s all right.” Luo Xi, noticing Qingfeng’s anxious and worried gaze, felt deeply guilty. Regarding him, she had only ever received, never given.

By the time A’Feng came to her senses, Jiang Ming had already reached the gates of the palace. He turned back, waved at A’Feng, and then, hands clasped behind his back, put on the air of a grand duke as he swaggered out of the palace, every step exuding authority.

Gradually, the blue radiance grew brighter and brighter, as if it might illuminate the entire Grant Manor. The one about to self-destruct seemed unable to bear it any longer and lunged straight at Erika. Erika’s pupils dilated in disbelief—she could not accept that death was so near.

He wore a black suit and tie, the clothes so impeccably pressed not a single wrinkle could be seen.

If this incident were to come to light, with his wife’s fierce temperament, the entire Wagong Army would soon know. His reputation would be in ruins. Li Mi, who valued appearances above all else, would never promote a man of such disgrace to general. His future would be utterly destroyed.

Was this the injustice of fate? Or simply heaven’s cruel jest at Nangong Rufeng? He longed to question the sky itself.

“Really?” After a long while, Huanluo managed to force out the word. The strange ancient sword seemed to glint ominously, but the light quickly faded.

“Let’s return to camp first. Summon Strategist Hu to see me at once.” With a sweep of his sleeve, Yu Ming departed.

Yet he was quite frustrated—why were students today so lacking in character? They wasted food without a thought, never considering how many still went hungry. Would it kill them to donate what they didn’t eat? Their sense of responsibility was leagues below his own.

The Princess Fuhui, daughter of the Virtuous Concubine, had already sent word yesterday that she would be coming to visit her elder royal sister.

Realizing that he could no longer communicate with Lord Luo Yun while the Moon Goddess was present, Du Ziyuan had no choice but to ask her to withdraw for a while. Once the Moon Goddess left, all the “Celestial Programs” breathed a collective sigh of relief—though their relief was tinged with deep regret.

Carrick coordinated, switching the play to the wing. Rooney took the ball, facing Milner, and with an almost reckless burst of speed, broke through and left his opponent behind. Youth made anything possible.

He knew he was finished today. Even if he resisted, he would be seized by those backing Li Rui. No bystander would ever intervene on his behalf.

“Congratulations, Brother Chu Tian!” Just then, Dan Yancheng called out from behind, smiling as she addressed Chu Tian.

Chu Lie had never considered selling the Chu family’s alchemy shop and leaving Qingzhou. Not only was this the place he had lived and grown up, but the shop itself bore the weight of his life’s devotion.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan had already prepared everything for the spring outing, intent on fulfilling his promise before they set out.

As he moved, the shouts of scorn and cheers behind him grew all the more intense, threatening to drown out Chu Tian entirely.

This lame-footed Emperor, of course, was no longer fit to ascend the high altar and display such vulnerability before the world.

But this time, their determination was unmistakable; they dispensed with all pretense, offering a fixed price to secure all three sets of evolution serum—that was their plan, simple and direct.

The clash of two fists echoed violently. The outcome was clear: the elder brother let out a miserable cry as he was blasted backwards, crashing hard into the wall before slowly sliding to the ground.

Flames roared, and the searing heat seemed to warp even the starry sky, twisting it into a burning haze.