Chapter 25

Only those who have spent a long time with him and truly understand his inner self possess such a feeling.

Musashi did not pester the crimson-armored warrior, who was clearly another mysterious NPC, like the other players did; instead, he thanked him repeatedly before leading his people away.

The young mistress still crept in quietly, glancing left and right before entering, as if terrified that others might find out.

The current magic-powered armor was no longer the haphazard modifications Yan Xu made using motorcycle parts; it was crafted from a vast array of rare materials, possessing power far beyond the past.

"However, we need to renegotiate the terms of compensation," Bai Zhiyun said again, refusing to let these people hold them to ransom.

What pleased Cheng Wulang most was that despite traveling such a long distance, his sixth brother, Cheng Liulang, showed no signs of fatigue at all. It seemed his health had truly been well-restored. This changed the way Cheng Wulang looked at him, as he began to wonder how he could get his hands on his sixth brother to study him.

Xia Anduo was now truly certain that the person before her was the legendary Master Mu, and she could not help but let her tears flow incessantly.

Su Ronggui had not yet emerged from the editor-in-chief's office. Tu Hengsha glanced at his seat and left with Hao Ren.

Ye Zhinian’s hands tightened, and as those people strode away, she hurried to follow them.

"What!" Hu Hailiang felt he would rather die; this was truly worse than death. The pain was already extreme—if it were to increase by tens of thousands of times, one could only imagine the agony.

"Oh my, Sister Jie, why are you outside? Isn't this you?" Jiang Chen quickly turned his head to look, only to see it was Jiang Jiamei.

According to the deductions of Xie Tao and Geng Xin, Bai Su was not dead, but no matter how they searched, they simply could not find him.

Because the noodles had just been prepared, they were still scalding. Li Guyu kept fanning her mouth with her hand to dissipate the heat, yet she could not bear to spit out the mouthful of noodles.

"What else do you want?!" The Seventh Virtuous Prince glared at Wuxin with wide, angry eyes. He could not understand what Wuxin intended by repeatedly popping up to stir up trouble.

The swirling liquid, which looked no different from ordinary spring water, was actually completely liquefied spiritual energy.

***

Liu Piaoxue herself needed to undergo further awakening, so she and Ye Chen found a secluded spot and began to cultivate.

However, Ma Yuanjie and Wu Jian were not as relaxed. Both relied on their physical prowess for combat, and once restricted by the remote manipulation of supernatural powers, they had no way to fight effectively. Especially Wu Jian, whose demonized, hulking body had become a sitting duck.

"He must have mentioned the Plum Blossom Villa to you, which is why he lost his life. The eyes of the Plum Blossom Villa are everywhere in Gusu City; he was destined to suffer this calamity." Uncle Zhong struggled to sit up from the table, looking at the tea house owner’s corpse as he spoke, shaking his head with a trace of pity in his eyes.

Wuxin had long since given them the sword manual, but because they had been constantly changing locations while following him, they had no time to truly settle down and cultivate properly.

After all, all of Qin Li’s current predicament stemmed from her Chu family, and she could not bring herself to stand by and watch him die.

Lin Xue praised him inwardly, though her cold and elegant face remained nonchalant, as she noticed Young Master Chen was on the verge of losing his mind.

Having given away two of the three pills, Lin Chen decided to take the last one to the Hundred Flowers Pharmacy to exchange it for some money.

The pitch-black wave engulfed them in an instant. The last thing Rheinfel saw was Andre’s robes fluttering as he stood before him, yet he could not stop the erupting dark magic from washing over them and rushing toward him.

After speaking, Li Yongle lay back, recalling his conversation with Qin Ming; from the other party's words, Li Yongle surmised that he would certainly take action.

Li Qingfeng ignored Catherine’s complaints and said indifferently: "Catherine, issue a challenge for me at the Dark World Arena. I want to challenge the Crocodile King."

"Cheng Kun..." Xie Wuji murmured the name, his eyes flashing with cold light. Whether it was the blood feud of his entire family being slaughtered or the grudge over the "Phantom Yin Finger" strike, he would never let Cheng Kun go.

Jin Bao was right; this was a fairyland, not a place for mortals. Last time, Liang Fei had brought a pair of conjoined twins into the fairyland. Although he managed to solve their problem in the end, they still could not escape the punishment of the fairyland.

Hu Jianjun snorted coldly and left the office with Hu Qiang, not even bothering to greet the president.

As long as Li Qingfeng could recover his strength in the future, he could search the entire planet continent. Li Qingfeng believed that he would definitely be able to find Lin Xue one day.

Ye Bai came in, took a shower, changed into lounge clothes, and sat in his chair to turn on his computer and check the Hong Kong market.

***

Ye Bai curled his lips. One day was enough; as long as the finalized photos were released, he would surely complete the chain-reaction mission.

Just then, the thunderclouds in the nine heavens finally gathered enough momentum and sent down a bolt of lightning. Gao Mu put away the jade bottle, fearing that the tribulation lightning would destroy the Heritage Tower, so he flew toward the center of the lightning.

However, Han Hao’s gaze was sharp; he saw through the disdain and contempt in the guy’s eyes at a glance—it was discrimination against his status.

Ye Bai’s expression darkened completely. He locked eyes with Tao Yilin, his own gaze devoid of any emotion.

Yang Liu seemed quite moved and almost couldn't help but come to see Xia Yang right then and there. But at this sensitive time, Xia Yang found an excuse to decline. Since it was the weekend and there were no classes for the next two days, and Fang Hanyun would be going home, Xia Yang finally had time to take care of those things that had been shelved for so long.

Of course, the unconscious members of the Falcon Squad were also all awakened by Tian Huakun’s subordinates and, after explaining the situation, were taken down the mountain together.

While the soldiers intensified their training, Ruan Huazuo began to inspect the defenses of Hue with Feng Xianghua.

What was strange, however, was that a middle-aged monk with a grim face, dressed in a cassock, was also sitting next to the young man. Han Hao could even feel a trace of magical fluctuation from within the monk; this fellow was actually a Taoist practitioner.

This "cage" consumed a great deal of physical energy; one had to eat every day. If you didn't eat for a day, you would be hungry; if you didn't eat for three days, you might die.

Countless sharp, elongated spines radiating a dazzling metallic luster sprouted from the olive-shaped body; at the rounder end of the body, a massive mouth with thick lips hung open blankly, which, along with three yellow eyeballs supported by slender stalks, made up its grotesque face.

The nine men exchanged a glance. Two of them helped the man who had vomited blood, and without even looking at Xin Chou again, they vaulted out the window and vanished in the blink of an eye.

"But in her eyes, I'm practically a lunatic. To put her mind at ease, I must undergo treatment. She should believe your words; only if you prove that I am recovering will she not mind this imperfect version of me." Ming Jinyan suddenly lost his confidence.