Volume 1, Chapter 57: Escape Countdown 2
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"Very well!" Seeing their resolute expressions and knowing they were determined to go, Qin Han had no choice but to agree. He sighed inwardly; if the mechanical puppet could still be used, things wouldn't be this troublesome. Unfortunately, he couldn't even channel his true Qi right now, let alone infuse it into the puppet.
"Did you hear what I told you?" Ling Chen grabbed the yellow-haired man's hair with his left hand, looking down at him from above.
After exchanging parting instructions, the four of them ate and drank their fill before deciding to make another trip into the Fierce Beast Forest. Hunting beasts together would serve as a farewell gift for Gu Han.
"Brother, let's go!" An old elder suddenly darted sideways, dodging an arrow. Then, pushing off the ground, he spun and leaped toward the vicinity of the phoenix tree. Within just a few breaths, the old elder had already been slashed by a blade. He was considered lucky; those with bad luck met a truly miserable fate.
Early the next morning, Qingxin arrived at the Red Romance Cafe. By this time, Qingxin had meticulously dressed up since early morning, disguising himself as an old Taoist priest. He wore a wig tied up in a high bun and specially glued on a few wisps of a fake beard, making him look every bit the old Taoist.
Therefore, Ye Yunfei could not back down under any circumstances now. The effort they had invested to reach this point was simply too immense.
Late at night, Qin Han opened his eyes. Two streaks of golden light flashed within them in the darkness, dazzlingly bright. He got up, walked over to the bed, and with a flash, leapt out the window, his figure instantly vanishing into the nocturnal shadows.
"Are you an idiot or just slow on the uptake? Aren't your name Jiang Tao? Didn't you shout it out yourself before the test?" Xuan Potian said in exasperation.
Having single-handedly blocked the Dark Flame, Nianci had long since fallen into a gravely injured state—it would be no exaggeration to say she was on the verge of death. After all, the phenomenon within her body had already been perceived by the Crimson Reaper, and the opponent was not wrong at all.
The establishment of the Sun family's blacksmith shop was the result of Dachuzi's mediation. The condition was that they had to provide iron ingots to the Third Prince on a regular basis; the Sun family would forge some utensils just to keep up appearances while taking a cut of the profits.
Qin Ling also immediately agreed to handle the matter, while Shen Feng prepared to participate in the sect's sparring tournament.
Zhang Keqian could barely be considered his childhood sweetheart, so Zhong He had nothing to hide.
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However, what shocked Ling was when this person had appeared beside her without her sensing it at all. She had always been deeply wary of this individual.
Seeing Qin Yi's smug expression, Shen Feng smiled faintly. It was just that Shen Feng had now been reborn, and all his cultivation had been completely depleted during the Samsara Tribulation.
This was a massive, square stone chamber with a high ceiling. Stone statues were arranged in specific patterns along the walls.
The fleet sailed for several days, reaching the westernmost tip of Java Island. Although there were many villages along the way, no seaside city had been spotted. Yuan Yao ordered the fleet to cross the Sunda Strait and continue sailing around the island to find a landing spot.
Raising his eyes toward the young master inside the room, he saw that the door had already clicked shut, and he only caught a glimpse of the corner of the young master's robe.
Qiao Rui ultimately gave up on the river view and bought a plot of land at the foot of Mount Zhe along with Lu Mian, building their houses side by side. Until construction was complete, they had no choice but to continue living in the headquarters' lodging.
The main entrance of the Li residence returned to its habitual peace, as if nothing had happened at all.
"The market towns outside Nan'an City are all bustling and too crowded to watch closely; I can only keep an eye on four or five towns at most." Hearing Ruan Shiqi's last remark, fearing another life might be lost, Lu Yi's expression softened considerably as he sighed in frustration.
"The wine went down too fast, my head feels a bit dizzy. Let me have a bowl of soup first. Forgive me, sir—since I've entered the Li family's service, how could I not give it my all? Sixth Young Master is taking the autumn imperial examinations this year; I was the one who first brought it up with Fifth Young Master." Guo Sheng ladled some soup to drink while chatting with Mr. Qin.
She turned half her body and said toward the grove where Long Feng was located, "What are you staring at? Why aren't you coming down to work?" Hearing this, Long Feng was terrified, almost falling out of the tree.
"Naturally, to ask about the one who helped us protect New York!" Alexander Pierce said with a sneer.
Unfortunately, before Ye Tianze—who had experienced thirty tidal cycles and mastered a forbidden realm—they were utterly vulnerable. This was a crushing disparity in strength.
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"I have noted it down." The crown prince bowed slightly in gratitude, stepped aside to let Yan Kuan pass, and only after watching Yan Kuan walk several steps away did he turn back toward the Crown Prince's Palace.
"It's good that you're fine. We have something to tell you," Chen Yan said to Liu Xuan, looking somewhat constrained.
Although these were merely scattered soul energies left behind by ordinary mortals after death and of average quality, they made up for it in sheer quantity. It was a thousand times better than living in the courtyard side-rooms; it was practically his dreamland.
Well, right before him was such a figure—someone whose realm was lower than his, yet who had killed seven people in a row and chased him around like a dead dog. How could he accept this?
This was a sensitive topic. Neither Murong Xin nor Chu Yinfeng had much experience in the pugilistic world and could not make a sound judgment. They both looked to Tu Feng to make the decision.
In a highly technologically advanced world, humans didn't care about credit; yet in this unbelievable online gaming world, humans valued credit immensely. One had to admit this was quite ironic.
For instance, if they encountered a formidable enemy, or if the enemy was preparing a major ultimate move, the battlefield command system would notify the Supreme-tier powerhouses nearby to come and assist.
Liu Tian cast a peculiar gaze at the nearly ten individuals whose bodies flickered with various colored halos. These people did not seem entirely unfamiliar to him. After a long moment of reflection, Liu Tian finally realized: weren't those the two major primary clans he had seen at the Asura Pagoda in Qingshan Town? How had they all ended up here?
As time passed, the crowd of over a hundred people at the scene gradually dwindled, until now, only scattered pedestrians remained.
"Yes, for this round of competition, it is no longer a matter of singing whatever you want. Instead, a computer will spin, and you will call out 'stop'. Whatever theme it lands on when it stops is the music style you must sing," Ling Fei pointed at the large screen to the side and said with a smile.
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