Chapter 2: The VIP Passenger

Seeing Wei Ling’s dazed expression, Lu Jinzhāo realized her mind was likely not functioning well at the moment. So, instead of pressing her with too many questions, he asked for her contact information, and they agreed to meet in the city center the next day.

The underground station remained as deserted as ever. Although he had only gone through two platforms, each time Lu Jinzhāo returned to the station—quiet and isolated as if belonging to another world—he still marveled at the sense of security that the vast emptiness of the platform provided to travelers.

At the very least,

this was an opportunity they had painstakingly earned. Capturing Li Tianle and Murong Jinxuan meant their cultivation prospects were suddenly bright and promising.

At first, Bilina still had the energy to follow behind Lin Wei, aimlessly wandering around, but as time dragged on, she grew visibly irritated by the tedium of it all, her face drained of enthusiasm.

Zhao Mingzhe came to understand that once a cultivator reached the Dan Cheng realm, they would form an inner elixir, which resided in the dantian’s energy sea.

Like the Arctic, snow fell upon the Alps, but unlike the Arctic’s gentle blanket, here the snow seemed to dance like blades in wild frenzy, carrying an ominous, deadly aura.

“No need for more words. I have come only to pay a visit. If fate allows, we shall meet again!” Just as Xing Wuhen was about to inquire further, after uttering these final words, his shadow vanished without a trace.

Most importantly, the other party was a powerful force located in the heart of Duotian City, granting them abundant resources for cultivation. Students from peripheral academies like Dawn Academy stood no chance against them.

“I have no evidence!” Lin Feng stepped forward and slammed his palm onto the rosewood coffee table.

“Devour and Transform!” At a speed visible to the naked eye, Brother Lin in the realm of Transformation dissolved into ashes, scattering away—gold coins, experience points, and soul cards—all suddenly entered Li Tianle’s virtual space.

Jia Tings’s expression darkened abruptly as the thought he had deliberately dismissed resurfaced in his mind.

Black quicksand had crawled up Narlens’s neck. He felt his throat tightening, making even the act of speaking agonizingly difficult.

When Huajia Tong met Yuxu Han and Su Wei and caught her teasing gaze, she blushed slightly and shyly withdrew her hand from Yu Hengyu’s grasp.

The flute used as a weapon was swung out, sending a green light rushing toward Li Feng. It collided with Li Feng’s Thunder Fist, producing sizzling sounds and gray smoke—clearly poisonous. Had such a method been used against Leng Shan earlier, she would have surely perished. Even if Li Feng had been closer, rescue would have been impossible.

Jing Ruocheng, originally stern-faced, relaxed somewhat upon seeing Han Meng’s certainty.

Yet today, Mr. Qu clearly sensed his heir was distracted, frequently lost in thought and somewhat absent-minded.

Confused and directionless, Kimura Gāng absentmindedly carried his wine bottle toward the bank where he had worked for many years.

When the “Music Enthusiast” princess entered the Regent Prince’s mansion, Su Ying was still bathing and grooming herself. Though bathing, Su Ying had Haitang constantly monitoring the movements in the front courtyard of the mansion.

Because Zhang Feiyang did not let the triumph of forging the Flame Fan cloud his judgment, the true power of Xing Po was not limited to the Qingyou Jiao alone.

During this period, Dantai Wanqing had come to clearly understand Su Yeming’s exceptional nature. She was able to swallow the humiliation of being barred from the door that day precisely because of this insight.

Yet, Shiyi’s gaze completely betrayed his thoughts. Though he had never met Xiao Suda in person, he had seen him clearly through remote monitoring on his phone.

Ye Xingchen remained silent. This was the origin of the Four Seas and Eight Desolations. When it came to such matters, he did not know how to respond, so he simply nodded.

Winter Lion Lang: Why was such a rule suddenly introduced? Did the duel arena get tired of too many people talking?

She again began pondering shameful illnesses—impotence, AIDS… After considering them all, she found none convincing and finally took out her phone to check what diseases matched Shen Peixing’s symptoms. To her surprise, many suggestions appeared.