Chapter 55: No Matter How Much You Slander, It’s Useless

Hearing this, Yu Zhisheng let out a lazy "oh," and said, "Isn't it just coordinated online bashing against me? This kind of thing happens all the time, why are you panicking, Brother Liu?"

Brother Liu thought about it and realized it was true. People had always tried to smear Zhisheng, so there was no need for him to be in such a hurry.

His emotions calmed down, and he said, "Here is the thing: someone is claiming on the internet that your appearance on the variety show was all an act, and that you aren't actually nice to the little ancestor."

"They dug up clips of you having a bad temper from previous shows, and a bunch of internet trolls have been dispatched to attack your reputation."

Jiang Yun took several steps back. A claw print had appeared over his fist, and blood was seeping down from his knuckles, yet his expression remained serene as if he felt no pain at all.

Having narrowly escaped his fright, he pouted his lips and resentfully shook his fist at Yin Xiukong. Ultimately, he didn't dare to take any further action, but being unable to stay still, he had no choice but to pace silently around the small utility room.

Just now, he had been quietly observing from the sidelines without interfering. Even he had not expected that the fire seed, which should have fallen into the hands of Expert Yao, would be snatched away just like that.

"An undying divine beast..." Yan Xibo muttered in shock and suspicion. The Undying Clan was a powerful lineage, yet extremely rare in number. Encountering an undying divine beast meant even he would have no chance of survival.

"Then what is the name of this esoteric mental cultivation method?" Ye Long asked, driven by both curiosity and a sense of eager anticipation.

Sun Yuanwu did not put up any resistance. Although a single move from him could take Ye Tian's life, he did not dare to do so.

What they wanted was not merely the destruction of the Sun family, but also the vast resources and deep heritage accumulated by the Sun family over the years.

"Snorer-snorer, snorer-snorer," Han Li's voice continued to come from the inner room. Although Yeayan had no idea what she wanted to tell him, given her trouble-attracting constitution, Yeayan wanted no part in any more trouble. He wanted to stay as far away as possible, so he simply feigned deep sleep and began to snore loudly.

Right now, that fellow Huang Sanlang was single-mindedly thinking of escape, and Yeayan could do nothing to him in the short term. Thus, he could only think of this method: to lure Huang Sanlang toward the trap and wait for him to jump right into the pit.

Returning to the divine island, Qin Yang found a palace, used the Samsara Diagram to cut off all spiritual perception, and only then stepped into the Samsara Diagram.

After the dark light temporarily seized and stagnated the space and time of the underground space, an inorganic, utterly indifferent voice suddenly echoed out of thin air in the void.

Upon hearing this, Wang Daming was overwhelmingly excited. In Wang Daming's view, this was the absolute best way to solve the problem.

With a few quick movements, those thugs had all their strength sucked away, and were then directly kicked out of the door one by one by Bu Fan.

"President Murong is currently discussing important matters with President Zhao and is not available to be disturbed," the lobby manager said with a professional smile.

Looking at the angry gazes of the children's parents, he knew he could no longer say anything. Even if he tried to explain, these people wouldn't listen, so it was better to simply stand by and watch quietly.

"I went to the first hall of Shennong Hall, and the steward said neither of them was there, returning only two swords. This must mean they failed their task and, too ashamed to face anyone, simply fled before it was over." At this point, Mei Sanniang's face was filled with indignation.

Consequently, Zhang Feng, who was temporarily unable to use his skills, was immediately ignored by the hellish ghost soldiers, who instead launched an attack on Lingdang as she drew her bow and shot arrows.

When the Gu family, the Zhong family, Liu Xiaoxiao, Tang Li, and others heard this verdict in court, they broke down in tears on the spot.

Zhao Wu only hoped to hold on for a little longer; whatever happened, it would be worth it. He circulated his Nine-Sun internal energy, transmitting it continuously. Tian Yan only felt a wave of warmth flowing from her hands, comforting her heart directly. She couldn't tell whether it was due to the internal energy or her own feelings.

"Zhan Zhan still holds a deep resentment toward me. What should I do about this?" Sun Zhuo felt aggrieved in his heart, though unfortunately, he had no way to explain it clearly.

Though his person appeared withered, lean, and seemingly weak, his explosive burst of speed upon starting was like that of a cheetah. The zombie had no time to parry and was yanked so hard it stumbled forward, nearly falling flat on its face.

Bu Doucheng followed closely behind and rushed out as well, only to see another Han Shuangxue at the door. His eyes widened instantly, but then he noticed that this Han Shuangxue was holding the large black dog, Black Qilin, in her arms and carrying a food box in her hand.

Everyone had already grown tired of watching double-pump dunks; such a move was no longer enough to amaze the audience on the scene, so why would Sun Zhuo still use this maneuver?

But now, danger was closing in. As it eradicated the "tediousness" in people's hearts, and as it momentarily defeated the enemy, the conditions for reorganizing the contractors' framework and organizational structure were partially met.

"Does that mean you are also unwilling to present the secret formula to the Sacred Vessel Sect?" the short, stout, round-faced Alchemy-stage cultivator suddenly asked, releasing an oppressive spiritual pressure.

Quietly scrutinizing the youth who stubbornly kept his silence, the dark-haired wizard wore a deeply suspicious expression—although Azrael had told him he already knew Arie's identity, he hadn't explained the details clearly.

Bu Doucheng and Han Shuangxue looked at each other. Such ghostly and supernatural matters were too ethereal and illusory for either of them to fully understand.

"Did my mother really leave the Imperial Zenith Sect because of this matter?" Bu Doucheng already knew part of the story, but he still wanted to know the entire process.

Though Xu Tingting and Yang Lan declined politely, they each ordered a dish anyway. They could tell that Gu Zhaojing genuinely wanted them to have a good meal.

Cuiwei felt a lump stuck in her throat by Ning Jin's words, but she had heard every single thing Ning Jin said loud and clear. Worried about Lan Li, her finger swiped across her phone screen and typed the three characters "Yuhong Web" into the search bar. As soon as the page popped up, the information displayed on it made her head spin.

Because the area outside the academy was normally a place of bustling traffic, the plaza had been built especially large, and there were easily one or two thousand cultivators present at the scene.

Huntian said, "You are right! Therefore, I must first help you elevate your abilities! This is a Divine Refining Formula that can help you purge demonic traits and fulfill the instinctive power of your soul!" With a wave of his hand, he sent a luminous talisman manual flying toward Deng Ziyuan.

"Xiaomiao..." Lu Qisheng's throat felt as though it were blocked by something. His usually sharp mind buzzed for a moment, and time seemed to flow backward five years into a past he was reluctant to recall.