Chapter 29

"Hahaha!" Following the host's joke, the media members in the audience burst into laughter.

Unlike the exterior decor, this room resembled a model home or a hotel room—cold, detached, and perfunctory.

Ji Fanyan opened her eyes wide, staring at the ceiling, completely indifferent to everything, as if the doctor were not speaking about her at all.

When the old man Zhuge landed this terrifying punch on Wang Mang’s face, it felt as though he had struck a block of iron.

He swept his gaze over the beast-men who were restlessly itching to approach the two, his eyes flashing as he lifted Jiang Yao’s chin.

Suddenly, Wang Mang vanished from his spot and reappeared behind a powerful Eternal Realm expert.

It was fortunate that Liu Yu arrived to save him; otherwise, he would have been buried by the giant boulder overhead.

Ji Fanyan arrived at the hotel, took a shower, and collapsed onto the pillow the moment she touched it, not even waking up when Liu Yan knocked on the door to call her for dinner.

Yangping City was like a slumbering dragon, gradually awakening and revealing its charm and profound heritage.

No wonder Niu Ping'an dared to bring troops into the territory of the Han Kingdom so blatantly; it turned out he had the backing of the Han imperial capital.

"Let them stir up trouble, hmph, let them. After all, the world keeps spinning regardless of who is missing, don't you think?" Le Fan said with a laugh.

For safety, the arena was equipped with escape routes, making it convenient for the audience to evacuate in case of a fire or other emergencies.

He tried to hide, only to find that he could move neither his hands nor his feet; his entire body was suppressed by the energy of the inner elixir, leaving him unable to budge.

Ling Feng felt a secret joy in his heart. Although he did not know exactly what the Cheng family did, since Cheng Qianjun had said so, he must have had some confidence in his plans.

The next day, Sun Xiaofei woke up from her drunken stupor with a splitting headache and a muddled mind.

Someone squeezed in to sit next to Lu Yifei and handed over a mobile phone, revealing a candid photo on the screen.

But if she remembered correctly, the day those two finally parted ways, they had almost come to blows, hadn't they? Ji Shuhan had only rescued her yesterday; in less than a day, had they already reconciled?

"Is that so? I didn't expect you, Qin Rutie, to be so bold. Since that's the case..." The young man's voice was cut off.

"What about the child? You left the child with my uncle and are just going to wash your hands of it?" Tang Yiheng said in a low voice, his gaze fixed deeply on Gu Nian.

Tong Chenchen was telling Gui Lisha that the cakes here were not as good as her homemade ones, suggesting she should just quit her job at the large corporation and open her own bakery instead.

Li Xiaoyi thought these things silently. He did not struggle; the horror movie had not yet begun, so he wouldn't be attacked, but he also couldn't break free from these iron bars. From his vantage point, Xiao Honglü and Zhang Heng were shouting loudly, and Zheng Zha seemed to be saying something, but unfortunately, he couldn't hear a word.

Mu Chen hurriedly lifted the quilt to check inside; the bedding beside him was clean. He shifted his weight and reached down to touch the sheets underneath—they were clean as well.

Judging by Gu Feng’s intentions, it seemed he wanted to invest a significant amount of capital into this restaurant, but what his true purpose was, no one else knew. To the four of them, it simply appeared that he wanted to develop a business in the Flame Kingdom.

The two characters "Qiankun" represent heaven and earth. A Divine Venerable capable of representing heaven and earth had yet to appear. To represent heaven and earth meant the ability to create them—to become a creator god.

Whoosh! A sound of robes tearing through the air suddenly came from outside the window, which caught Yu Chen off guard. Apparently, there was one person outside the room and another outside the window. "Did I run into a gang today?" Yu Chen wondered inwardly. He quickly lay back down on the bed, his eyes fixed on the window.

But then he thought about it and felt relieved. With that bag of gold in hand, if worst came to worst, couldn't he just go buy a few more bottles of Foundation-Building Powder? In a world where strength is supreme, one must prioritize the children's cultivation.

"No... nothing is too difficult." Shaking his head, Fang Lue unbuttoned the collar on the right side of his neck, exposing his right shoulder.

When he tore off her top, he discovered a silver plate hanging around her neck. With the light behind it, he couldn't see what was written on it. The man was in a hurry to strip her and paid no mind to the silver plate.

"So that's how it is. Haha, you're lucky. You've reached the Ninth Heaven—do you have your own domain?" Hong Yan asked with concern.

They ended up dragging her to the old traditional Chinese medicine doctor. She was vomiting so severely, looking exactly like she was pregnant with a litter. They definitely had to see if there was really something going on.

This left Chu Yang feeling quite depressed. He really couldn't understand it—he only had a few ragged sets of spare clothes, so how could they have gone missing?

Lin Xingchen’s words were like a spring breeze, yet also like a thunderclap; trapped as they were, he remained so composed and leisurely. For some reason, Chu Mingyang, who had been near despair, suddenly felt as if she had taken a calming pill, and she stared blankly at the strange young man before her.

Facing the opponent's attack, Xia Zheng merely snorted coldly. The "Delusion Palm" combined illusion with reality; it might work against ordinary cultivators, but for Xia Zheng, it was utterly useless. Under his "Heavenly Blood Eye," nothing could remain hidden.

To put it simply, while it wouldn't result in Qin Tian and his companion being killed, their objective could be considered the elimination of Qin Tian’s great enemy.

That day, Xia Zheng and Mu Fan left a bustling large city and flew toward the wild mountain ranges in the distance.

"Heh, the Gold Gate is the underground king of Yangzhou City, naturally arrogant and lawless; but the Axe Gang is even more ambitious—they are no better than the Gold Gate," Zhao Zilong said with a bitter laugh.

Just like that, accompanied by a roar like that of a dragon and a serpent, it crossed the firmament and in an instant was almost upon Qin Tian.

"So what if they come from the five great ancient battlefields? So what if Bai Ling'er obtained the inheritance of the Green Lotus? One day, I will trample them all under my feet." Situ Lengyang frowned. As a scion of a noble family and the undisputed next-generation patriarch, he was arrogant and proud; being ignored naturally filled him with indignation.

Yun Hao stretched, left a dozen top-grade pills for his three battle pets, then reversed his cultivation technique to return to his room and push the door open.

Having witnessed that brief but world-shaking peak battle, the people present discussed it fervently. After all, Qin Tian's identity had just been revealed, there were too many legends surrounding him, and he was the leader of the Guigong Zongheng lineage.

After waking up from his closed-door cultivation, Lü Tianming took a deep breath, his expression turning somber.