Chapter Thirty: Item: Lucky Dice

The Horror Whale suddenly pulled an object from inside his robes and flung it toward Jiang Ran!

The confident smile at the corner of his mouth froze completely when he saw that Jiang Ran did not dodge in the slightest, but instead gave him a mocking smile.

Then he watched helplessly as the item he had thrown flew straight back along its original path toward him!

[Item: Lucky Dice (B-rank): Each time it is thrown, an effect will be randomly generated according to the number rolled.]

“Big Feng, if you’re my friend, then don’t try to talk me out of it.” Zhou Minglan puffed out her cheeks, her chest still heaving violently.

As someone who had gotten in through the back door, she had become a formal employee of Phoenix Group’s headquarters on her very first day at work.

Emperor Jiu sat there, gazing at the heavy snow swirling through the courtyard. It seemed almost to raise clouds of white mist, as fierce winds swept the snow into a tumultuous frenzy.

He considered himself well-traveled and had witnessed his share of bloody, brutal scenes. But he would wager that never before had he seen anything as profoundly shocking as what had happened today.

“What kind of devilish move is this?” Ye Fan was utterly horrified. He hurriedly summoned the Heavenly Sword to defend himself with the human-form weapon, then layered more than a dozen shields of heavenly force over his body. Just then, the three infants within him suddenly let out strange cries.

Next, Jindōgawa recounted every detail of Ran Luoxue’s battle at the Fourth Defense Line. By the time he finished, a smug smile had unconsciously spread across Hatada Dongdu’s face.

Because she had a close relationship with Ling Yi, Hua Shiyi managed, through her own efforts, to locate a place where Ling Yi might appear.

Want the God-Demon to spit out what it has bitten down? Forget it. Back then, Mu Xue’s mother had secretly eaten Flame Emperor’s pet, the Golden Crow, only to be caught red-handed by the Flame Emperor when he returned early. When he discovered that the culprit who had caused him so many anguished cries in the Heavenly Realm was actually a God-Demon—

The head of the Wang clan had originally commanded a private army of a hundred thousand troops and guarded the Yangtze River, but he was accidentally killed by a stray arrow during a battle.

Whether it was the Nine Dragon Sons or the Dragon Prince Ao, all of them wore an indescribable bewilderment on their faces.

“Stop arguing. Du Feng belongs to our Sword Sect!” Elder Jing Hong of the Sword Sect said coldly.

Shui Wuhen’s storage ring had survived the explosion. Du Feng opened it and was immediately speechless. In short, there was only one word to describe it: poor! There were not many spirit crystals, nor were there many rare materials. Aside from a demonic weapon that looked quite impressive and might be worth something, it contained not even a single drop of the Mystic Spirit Water Du Feng had been looking forward to most.

Just then, a bone suddenly flew over from the side. It landed on the monster’s belly and bounced once before the monster snapped its jaws around it.

But Situ Xiuyuan did not lower his guard. If someone could climb to such a position despite not being much older than them, didn’t that imply astonishing talent? Otherwise, he must have been far beyond ordinary people.

Of course, Qin Lin had not forgotten that a hidden lion was lurking in Jiangnan. They occupied the region while gazing northward. Strictly speaking, they were the true leaders of Jiangnan; they simply had yet to reveal their strength.

The giant lion’s roar, the sounds of battle, and the stench of blood might attract even more ferocious beasts.

The Hall of Ten Thousand Demons was one of the sects belonging to the Heavenly Dao Alliance. How many people could there be who were powerful enough to make them wary?

For that reason, he had always wanted to win his Ninth Brother over to his side. If he could obtain his Ninth Brother’s wholehearted assistance, what would it matter even if he had to confront his Fourth Imperial Brother head-on?

Ji Wuye had actually mobilized every imperial guard in the palace without the slightest restraint and sent them all out. Was this really the imperial palace of a nation? Did he have any regard left for the King of Han?

“All right, but I think Senior Brother Qingxiao is actually a pretty decent person.” Miao Shu ultimately agreed with her view, though she had not given up entirely.

When Lu Fei had just jumped into the water, he had vaguely glimpsed a large patch of something white at the bottom of the lake. But rescuing people had been more important then, and he had had no time to examine it closely before hurriedly coming back up.