Chapter 700

Chapter 700: The Origins and the End

Lu Ye couldn’t help but feel a bit bewildered.

No…

What do those two words even mean?

Lu Ye’s confused gaze turned towards the old man who had transformed from the **Eternal Genius Ranking**.

“Who are these two?”

“When the heavens and earth were first born, the Dual Saints descended. The Dual Saints were nurtured by the heavens and earth, wandering between them, unmatched and eternal, symbolizing the origin and the end.”

“Known as the Saint of Origins and the Saint of Ends.”

“The Dual Saints observed the evolution of all things in the world, and due to differing philosophies, conflicts arose.”

“Don’t move!” Jiang Yu growled hoarsely, clutching her tighter, his grip surprisingly strong.

“No matter what, I’ll cooperate,” He Yanzhi replied seriously to Mu Qiqi.

But he had become a person with disabilities in his legs; he had no sensation or strength in his lower limbs.

“A-Jie, don’t drink anymore, you’ve had enough for tonight.” A-Zhe grabbed Li Zhongjie’s hand, which was reaching for the bottle.

Back then, Si Jingcheng had done so many excessive things to Qiao Ye. How could Qiao Ye ever forgive him?

Lu Qingshan slowly lifted the corners of his mouth, a hint of a charm he had never had appeared on his previously cold face.

After all, it was a luxury car, so it naturally drew attention, and anyone stepping out of such a car would turn heads even more.

She pointed at Cai Jingsi, but before she could say anything, the world in front of her turned dark.

On the lawn of the Shengye Hotel, guests from the Ye family had already begun to arrive because today was the joyous engagement day of Young Master Ye and Mu Tangxue.

Stir-fried potato strips with green peppers had always been one of Ye Huai’an’s favorite dishes. The enticing aroma wafting from the plate instantly sparked his appetite, and before Si Jingyu could sit down, he had already eaten a few bites.

It was as if a devil had possessed her, and a stream of harsh words uncontrollably spilled from Xiao Qi’s mouth.

“Lele, what are you doing?” I didn’t even know why I was so excited, my hands trembled slightly as I typed.

Since that’s the case, I was happy to save some money. I asked the boss for the address of that restaurant, decided not to eat there, and stood up to leave. Once outside, I headed east, turned down two alleys, and found the hotel I was looking for. It was a bit hidden; you’d never find it without asking someone.

Liu Feng was still handling affairs in the Hall of Governance. Half a year after the Empire was established, although the reforms faced many issues, they had all been resolved, and things were moving forward steadily.

“In that case, how about you come to our Haitian?” Gao Haotian also asked her seriously.

“This McMahon really has some skills; he decisively abandoned the entire defensive line, and now we have to push deep into France!” Feng Zicai lamented.

Entering the cave, Young Master Mu found a few large trees to block the entrance. Then, using his finger as a sword, he fashioned two simple beds. After finishing all this, Young Master Mu finally sighed in relief and sat cross-legged on the stone bed to cultivate. As for Lan Die, she began to cultivate as well, mimicking Young Master Mu.

Just after the sect master assigned tasks to Yun Feiyang, the sect’s first elder, Dugu Qiuzui, directly called Yun Feiyang away.

“I’ve always said, who I’m with is my own business,” she said indifferently.

In Marseille, McMahon hurriedly set up defenses upon hearing that the Chinese army had arrived. The Chinese army was not like the Zulus or the Boers; they needed to be dealt with seriously.

Tai Shuzi walked out of the tavern towards the mansion across the street. From what he gathered, the mansion across was quite large—five courtyards with everything from rockeries to pavilions.

However, from the questions Han Shizhong asked and the answers from Tang Ying, Liu Guangshi’s character seemed to score quite low in their opinions.

“Such an intense sword energy, but you’re going to die!” the tall, thin old man shouted. A ball of cold, poisonous chill appeared in his claws, freezing the space and making crackling sounds.