Chapter 139: My Baby... Gone?

Wen Ni knew she would never escape.

Nor would she be foolish enough to pit an egg against a rock.

Any struggle would be pointless.

She simply stood where she was, staring fixedly at Zhou Chengli—the same Zhou Chengli who had knelt before her yesterday, weeping bitterly as he spoke of his remorse and guilt.

Now, he was utterly repulsive.

The tears he had shed yesterday had been nothing but crocodile tears, merely a means of achieving his goal.

Old Zhang handed the false secret formula to Liu San and suggested that they turn the scheme against its perpetrators. The company would arrange for people to guard him day and night, ensuring that no one could ambush him.

Aside from sending a Seven-Star Battle Saint whom they themselves were not confident of defeating to gather information here, the Soul Clan had sent no one else to the Northwestern Continent.

Zhu Tinglong gave a thumbs-up. “As expected of the major shareholder!”

Wang Hun answered with an expression that said, You know me best, then left.

After eating the black sesame paste, Ji Wan kept thinking about what her mother had just told her. It was her first time being a mother, and she did not really understand these things either.

The moment they entered the old residence, they found it even more luxurious inside. Its European style avoided the vulgarity of a nouveau riche home and instead possessed a refined elegance.

As for Colin himself, after undergoing training, he could draw power from another dimension and pour it into every part of his body, greatly strengthening his physique. Every measure of his physical ability exceeded that of a top athlete by dozens of times.

After leaving Princess Baling’s residence, Empress Changsun naturally saw the timid Prince of Guo, Li Feng, and Prince Peng, Li Yuanze. After speaking with them, she agreed to lend them her support as well.

In one future known only to Colin, Gray’s legs were severed. After losing a massive amount of blood, she was ultimately shredded into pieces by a rotary blade.

Tao Wen had also noticed the doll on the ground. It was probably the one the Forgotten had mentioned to her before—the doll that had appeared in the elevator with a note hidden inside it.

Still, the people rallied by the mutual-aid society could not be ignored. They concerned the credibility of the new government after Southern California gained independence. It would be disastrous if they failed to keep their mouths shut and let something slip. This had to be a just war.

Dao Wuchen spoke. “The sect has nurtured you so carefully, yet you continue to suffer defeat after defeat. You have brought shame upon the Langya Imperial Sword. From this day onward, you will enter the Sword Prison. If you cannot break through its nine levels, you are not to come out.”

Chen Bing was only at the Profound Rank, and her talent could not be called supreme. Yet no matter who they were, everyone in the Sharp Sword organization had to show her some respect. After all, among the people of Sharp Sword, Chen Bing was the one closest to that person’s disciple.

“I’m very tempted!” He tapped Bai Ji lightly on her pretty nose, then turned to find the others having a wonderful time. He instructed Shiori, who had taken on the role of everyone’s caretaker, to keep an eye on them. Then he changed clothes with Bai Ji and Kurumi before leaving the ocean park together and heading to the amusement park nearby.

After this attack failed, Wu Bin and the Night Spirits wore exhausted expressions. Some looked helpless, while others were even filled with dejection.

A mere cultivator in the Fusion Stage actually dared to call himself an immortal? If all immortals were as weak as you, then there would be no need for the Celestial Court, the Netherworld, or the cultivation world to exist.

Izana began earnestly explaining his plans and arrangements. At the same time, in the Green King Hisui Nagare’s headquarters, the Green King was also outlining his tactical deployment to his subordinates.

“Pointless. With losses like these, the enemy’s main force won’t simply send reinforcements. I estimate they’ll commit their entire army.” Ayan lowered his head and waved a hand, his voice filled with despair.

In the end, the Mechanized City’s troops that had previously been swallowed by the fog in the rear, Xu Li’s forces, part of the troops from Chaotic Waters Beach, and several armies belonging to the various regional powers all emerged from the mist, revealing their true forms.

“Tch. The Yin-Yang Sect is only a major sect. There are plenty of sects stronger than it.” The speaker was a martial artist from a supreme sect.