Category: The Supreme of an Era

Gulu gulu, Meng Qi drank the noodle soup heartily without any restraint, then gave the silver pieces to Old Man Xie and turned around, saying, “I wonder wher

Meng Qi was chewing on a chicken leg, thinking that Hua Tiange’s worried expression was too obvious. As the leader of a martial arts sect and an experienced

“Be my guest?” Wu Qin Xin and Shangguan Han felt that Meng Qi’s reply was odd. Normally, shouldn’t one say something like “Please give me your guidance”? It

Wang Clan of Jiangdong, one of the Fourteen Great Clans across the land, held a status in the martial world even above the Zhang Clan of Longnan. Thus, when

“Luojiao?” Because of his previous encounters with Gu Xiaosang, Meng Qi was particularly sensitive to the name Luojiao.
At the same time, he secretly

The night was deep and the mountain breeze was cool. Meng Qi carried Hua Lun on his back and, using the Wind God’s Leg technique, dashed along the nearest pa

The moonlight was cold and clear, casting a silvery veil over the Zengxian Gate complex, unobstructed by trees.
Hua Lun had regained much of his mobil

Meng Qi placed his hand on his long sword, took a step forward, and floated away from the small boat like a willow fluff in the wind, leaving in a calm and n

“A?” Hualun blankly withdrew his gaze from surveying the surroundings, doubting if he had heard correctly.
How could he just say he’s leaving? Could i

Gu Xiaosang seemed oblivious to the wary look from Meng Qi. She reached out to brush her hair back with a graceful posture, exuding utmost beauty: “Legend ha