Chapter 15: Long Street Slaughterhouse (10)

It was not particularly late when Lu Jinzhao and Wei Ling headed toward the slaughterhouse, but several people had already arrived ahead of them.

Moreover, those who had already arrived were members of the faction led by the bespectacled woman.

However, Lu Jinzhao noticed a subtle detail.

One person was missing from their group.

She and Wei Ling remained at a distance, choosing not to draw close to the group.

After all, anyone with half a mind knew by now that the surviving passengers would sooner or later find themselves in some sort of predicament. Yet, bound by imperial majesty, even though the Shen family was deeply unwilling, the bride still wore a face full of joy on her wedding day. No matter how agonizing the reluctance felt by the father and son of the Shen family, it was ultimately futile.

After ten minutes of traveling along the road, they finally reached a mountain peak upon which the headquarters of the Black Wind Stronghold had been established.

In truth, even if they had not engaged in such reproduction and had instead squandered their wealth on hedonism after selling the grain, it would have mattered little. Whatever could be purchased was produced internally within the base anyway; the gravy stayed in the pot, ending up in Gao Jun’s belly all the same.

At this thought, a ripple stirred in Ye Lin’s mind. A crescent blade made of water formed in the night sky, slashing toward Bai Jingtian’s throat.

Throughout the entire chamber, only the voice of the Demon Emperor echoed continuously, while the surrounding silence was chillingly oppressive.

"Fine wine, truly exquisite wine! It seems I must drink until I am thoroughly intoxicated today no matter what!" Ye Lin burst into laughter and once again filled his cup to the brim.

"No need to be angry, come and eat!" Ye Lin smiled slightly at Zhang Shuo, picking up a piece of food and placing it on his plate, as if teasing a jumping grasshopper.

The world of hell in his eyes was becoming increasingly clear, and he could hear a mysterious, hoarse voice calling out to him from below.

She had learned of this news from her father. It was said that an exhibition of premium and luxury items was coming. Originally, she had planned to come and experience the wider world with her father two days later, but upon seeing Li Bixia just now, she immediately decided to come ahead of schedule in his company.

"He used to be a boy," Xiangnan said slowly just as Huang Fei stood up.

"Wanfo Mountain again." Along the way, Chen Yun finally understood why the people within the imperial capital held immortals in such low regard and even harbored a somewhat hostile attitude toward them.

"We are all our own people here. Everyone should be reliable. But..." The young doctor wore a troubled expression on his face. He cast a complex glance at Su Hao, swallowed hard, and ultimately stopped himself, leaving his words unspoken.

Jing Yuchen let out a satisfied, soft chuckle, then resumed pondering what gift he should actually send.

She did not think Leiyan and Douhun's actions were disgraceful in the least. In her era, anyone who had lived their whole life inland would feel terrified upon seeing the ocean for the very first time, let alone in an era like this one?

The old Daoist was dressed in white Daoist robes and held a horsetail whisk, with a Yin-Yang Bagua symbol embroidered across the chest of his robe. Judging by his appearance, he was well past the age of sixty, with graying temples and a long beard fluttering before his chest.

"Is it still because of your brother's situation? How is your brother doing now?" Hearing that Ye Ning was troubled, Huang Fei assumed it must be on account of Ye An.

At this critical juncture, with the Emperor's life hanging by a thread, he had no other choice. Hardening his heart and casting caution to the wind, he raised his straight sword and charged fiercely forward once more.

"Can you really not remember a single thing about the past?" Tang Yun tilted her head and looked intently at the man who stood much taller than her.

Qian Yexue stood surrounded by the members of the Qianye family. Her gaze swept in all directions, as though she were searching for someone, a faint trace of anxiety lingering in her eyes.

He abruptly opened his eyes, from which two beams of light—one black and one white—flashed forth, striking directly at the two fish-eye spots.

When the light returned and the iron-black golems once again noticed El and Gui Ji, El immediately opened his sea of consciousness and dragged both himself and Gui Ji into another dimension once more.

Afterward, the attendees returned to the hotel rooms provided by the organizing committee to rest and enjoy lunch on their own.

According to Shi Lie, a "genius warrior" who had already died, in this Nanshi Town, only the head of the Shi family possessed the legendary level of eighth-tier primal force.