Chapter 224: Chapter 220: Dreams (1)

Atop the Sword Clouds, this pinnacle made entirely of Red Crystals basked in light, scattering a rosy glow that dyed a large swath of the sky crimson, stunning in its breathtaking beauty.

At the very top of the pinnacle, there was a bare platform, made of stone and without a single tree—this was the summit.

The newly emerged Elder Xu, breaking through the clouds, saw two people lying side by side on the edge of the cliff, continuously vomiting towards the cloud sea.

“Blech—”

“Blech ”

“Blech ”

The alternating sounds of retching from the two left Elder Xu covering his face as he landed his sword on the platform. He really couldn’t understand how a Mortal Realm martial artist, having only drank six cups of alcohol, could vomit so profusely.

After a while, struggling, Tang Luo managed to raise his head. His face regained clarity. He took a cloth from his bosom and placed it on his face in one swift motion.

“No need to hide, there are no strangers here!” Elder Xu teasingly crouched beside him and laughed, “It seems like I need to drink with you more often, otherwise, what will you do in the future!”

At this moment, Mi Bai also regained his composure, rolling over and lying on the ground, gasping for breath, his stomach still roiling.

Though both their alcohol tolerance was poor, it wasn’t to this extent. It was just that they had witnessed the exhilarating cheers of children, Tang Luo’s high difficulty maneuvers in mid-air had caused their organs to churn. Not to mention the extreme flight into the clouds, as soon as Tang Luo set him down on the platform, he couldn’t help but vomit.

And when Tang Luo heard his vomiting sound, he followed suit. That’s the scene Elder Xu had walked into.

Tang Luo, having recovered, wiped his face carefully. He then took out another cloth from his bosom and threw it onto the gasping Mi Bai, shaking his head wearily, “Alcohol, it’s truly lethal.”

Elder Xu said with a grin, “Alcohol tolerance, that’s something trained. Just drink more and you’ll be

it, I’d rather drink less.” Tang Luo shook

change in disposition, he also didn’t want to experience it

same time, Mi Bai also stood up, picked up the cloth from his bosom,

vomiting were sitting on the summit as if someone had hit them

well. He could tell, these two were not in the

traveled thirty thousand

Mi Bai propped himself up on the crystal-like rock, sat down next to Elder Xu, looking

sat on the summit of Red Cloud Peak, staring blankly at the crimson sea of clouds and the vast clear sky. In moments of emptiness, people

clearly see that the expressions of the three men were becoming more and more

moodily spoke,

sea of clouds and casually remarked, “A goal dreamed by a Saint’s

Elder Xu let out a bitter laugh, filled with self-mockery, “Extraordinary,

bitterness startled Mi Bai and Tang Luo. The two exchanged glances. They had never imagined that such a helpless, self-mocking expression

up, what kind of dream is so difficult?” Tang Luo

Tang Luo, placed his hands on his knees, and sat upright. He spoke seriously, “I want to prove to the Xu Clan that there are no superior or inferior bloodlines. Even the

for their expertise in sword arts and bloodline study, the current three-tier, 9th-grade bloodline standard under

a foolish martial artist,

growing stronger, and many young martial artists in the Xu Clan no longer attach importance to martial arts cultivation; instead, they focus their minds on awakening a high-grade bloodline. If this trend continues, who will still devote themselves to practicing martial

martial arts, he could hear Old Master Xu’s unyielding spirit in his words. He said with

Tang Luo was not so easily fooled. He felt that Old Master Xu

were powerful bloodline martial artists.

dream was nothing less than defying the Heavens. He aspired to overcome the upper ranks with a low-grade

goals, is because the

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