Chapter 60: Fallen

You know, something strange happened today—a neighbor knocked on my door, and when I opened it, I saw she was holding a knife. I was so startled, thinking she had some ill intentions. But when I asked, ahem, I realized she’d just come to cut oilcloth at my place, a favor I’d promised her days ago.

Whether it’s some merchants or all merchants, Lin Hao’s impression of them remains unchanged. Yet this short dagger was not only non-reflective, it could also disrupt his regenerative cells. Normally, even when struck by a special weapon, he could recover in a dozen seconds at most, but this dagger required over ten minutes for him to heal.

“What should I do now?” Even the Lord of Spirits had never encountered such a situation, so Chen Yi was at a complete loss. After a moment’s thought, he decided to walk slowly toward Feiyu.

“By the way, where exactly are we now?” Hua Yue suddenly noticed their surroundings and finally spoke.

Outside the underwater restaurant, a middle-aged man sitting in the driver’s seat of a Maserati spoke with deep meaning to the young man beside him.

It was an expansive plain, or perhaps a massive football field, surrounded entirely by mountains.

The price had long been set within the Transcendent Technology Company—no negotiation. Buy it if you want, or leave it if you don’t.

Fortunately, Jiang Jin was in charge of overseeing the construction of the mausoleum; he was one of the few in the Yan family who dared call Yan Bei his brother and speak the truth to King Zhao. Had it not been for Jiang Jin, Yan Bei would never have learned the true wishes of the common people, and might have believed that it was his own great virtue that made them willingly build the mausoleum for him.

Though he said this, he was still filled with apprehension toward Li Hua, who now stood beside Xia Yin. The seemingly fragile, easily shattered veil of light around her actually contained a terrifying purifying power—the blood of the Sage evaporated instantly.

Shortly after Tianxuan set out, within the mountain range, tens of thousands of fierce and powerful figures charged furiously toward the silver flying vessel.

The Devouring God Monument consumed the vital energy of living beings, but not their blood. The bodies before them clearly had all their blood drained.

Disband his team? If so, what would Wang Kai do? He hadn’t learned anything about stocks or real estate before he crossed over; all he had was his passion for esports.

Li Yun immediately ordered his men to bring two baskets of live, fresh crabs, along with several jugs of chrysanthemum wine brewed by his own household—one basket to be sent to the Hall of Fragrant Presence, the other to Penglai Hall.

He had already lost three days on this visit home, and they had less than ten days left. In those ten days, they had to win seven times.

“My lady is right. We should always look forward.” A smile returned to Yu Zhi’s face, and the melancholy youth from moments before seemed to vanish.

“Brother, since mother can’t be released at once, let’s go find Master.” By “Master,” he naturally meant Li Xunhuan.

The Hall of Water was some distance from the main court, so Liu Fu had prepared a sedan chair for him. He left earlier than usual, heading to the Purple Splendor Hall for morning court.

Tianxuan’s body turned into a dark shadow and shot out, while dozens of his clones scattered, surrounding Li Yunxiao from all directions.

Moreover, they didn’t have a penny in their pockets; it seemed impossible to leave here on their own.

But no matter what, he could not return empty-handed today. Otherwise, his position as deputy director would not last much longer.

“Are there any suitable ones?” asked Princess Duanjing. Below, Qing’er blushed and fled.

Within the Jade Gate Pass, General Li gathered all his officers and relayed Mo Zilan’s words to them.

Li Zhejun looked up, following her slender finger toward the mountain. The maple leaves were indeed a vivid red—not as beautiful as he had imagined, but the trip was not in vain.

Nothing more needs to be said of the Berserk Blade—chief shield warrior, always in the thick of battle, with little energy left for command. Thus, in White Breeze’s group, all battles were fully directed by White Breeze.

“Please, have mercy, I can do whatever you ask, please…” The old assassin hadn’t yet crawled to Chen Liangyu’s side before the wild man holding his leash kicked him over, yanked the rope with force, nearly twisting off his head.

Tourists began to call out in excitement, taking turns photographing and filming their companions.

“The Azure Wolf isn’t even sure himself. Yuan’er, how did you know I was heading into the desert?” Yelü Sun scooped Qing Yuan into his arms and sat down together on the ground.

The green behemoth’s speed suddenly slowed. Roaring with rage, it staggered and then collapsed to the ground.

The blade’s energy formed a tornado, slicing the earth into a riddled wasteland. Countless shards of stone were hurled upward, then sucked into the whirlwind, amplifying its already terrifying destructive power.

“Though it feels a bit off, what you said makes sense.” Liu Shengjian didn’t think highly of online games, but from the government’s perspective, Hang Yu’s argument was logical.

At this point, Lin Qianmeng and the others had drawn closer and overheard the conversation among the men.

For a long while, the city was silent; no one dared to speak, let alone fly into the sky.

However, Yang Yien clearly had not yet adapted to the internet age, having encountered some radical ideas online and taken them at face value.

He now seemed to understand the rules of this illusion—it appeared everything corresponded to each person’s strength, so he felt even less fear.

The moment the gray mist touched the Destroyer, it let out a pained wail.

“Since we’re here, of course we’ll invest, but I’m not as generous as Mr. Wan. Let’s start with three million. If things go well, we’ll add more later,” Lin Juan said.

Surrounded by his own energy, not even lice could approach him, so he found some peace.

Didiwitt, utterly exhausted, leaned on his gold-inlaid saber, gritting his teeth as he braced for this final, massive impact. He knew in his heart that there would be no escaping death this time.

“This is what we found in your base,” Zhang Fan said, thinking to himself: Four of them? This really is a headache.