Chapter 100: The Spring Hidden Within the Marketplace, The Springwater Family

“Oh, I see now,” Lin Xiyu suddenly understood. “I was just wondering how government offices could allow people to enter so freely. So this is the secret.”

“The ancient government office lies ahead, while the modern government building stands behind. Though only a few dozen meters apart, they are separated by centuries in time.”

“This feeling is truly mystical!”

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“The streets of the old city all encircle the government office.”

From the gleam in the elder’s eyes, Xiyu could tell he shared this belief. It seemed he coveted the precious artifact in Long Ling’s possession that prevented poisonous miasma from entering the body.

As these words fell, the figures vanished into the mountains. Unbeknownst to Long Ling, the man called Hua Chen by the three leaders was the very person who had abducted Liu Feng that day, and the long halberd in Long Ling’s hand had been seized from Hua Chen himself.

“I understand,” Qin Feng said calmly, finishing his beer in one gulp. His dark eyes immediately shone with profound light. At this moment, Qin Feng was remarkably captivating.

Though battle-hardened, Sun Ran was no fool. Faced with an overwhelming enemy, he would not foolishly charge headlong into defense.

Back when he sought to catch Xiao Jinghu’s attention, Xu Haowei had relentlessly harassed every freshman at Yanjing University. When Xiao Jinghu withdrew his protective aura, Xu Haowei would undoubtedly have been left dead in the streets that very day.

Luck favored Potato once more. The over 60% immunity was no exaggeration. At the critical moment, it activated, completely nullifying an attack. Aside from a slight decrease in equipment durability, there was no effect at all.

“Hey… don’t you know it’s rude to wake others up early in the morning? Aslan!” I yawned, scolding him with displeasure.

“I didn’t know. We felt that aura and came to check it out. But now it seems that person has left. I really have no idea what happened here that could attract such a powerful being,” Xuanyuan Qi sighed.

But now, he could do nothing. The players ahead were bound by loyalty; he could no longer intervene.

Using the travel guide in hand, Ye Yu quickly arrived at the entrance of the Twin Dragons Dojo. Of course, even without the guide, the two dragon sculptures flanking the exterior were unmistakable from afar.

Yet his dantian was now utterly empty, containing only the source point and the faint azure true energy enveloping it, stubbornly reminding Xiang An that he had once reached the mid-Xuanqing stage—the backbone strength of this continent.

Mars would be curious about this as well, since he was now recognized as a gifted individual.

But even if he recalled it now, it was meaningless. None present could halt this ritual.

Such terrifying power was unheard of. The warriors exchanged doubtful glances, too afraid to act rashly lest they provoke the expert before them.

Innate divine artifacts differ from the king-level artifacts brought by those divine children. Once refined, the latter could accompany their owner into the afterlife.

However, Xiang An intended to break through directly to mid-Xuanqing, not just early Xuanqing. He had prepared sufficiently, both in time and effort.

He hurriedly retrieved an ancient, simple giant cauldron from his storage pouch, carefully setting it down. The cauldron stood nearly as tall as a man.

He had a wife, someone he loved. Yet why did Ling Yun treat him so? Had he failed to fulfill his duties as a brother?

Following that, Gao Zheng visited several pharmacies in succession but failed to find the medicinal herbs he sought, causing him growing anxiety.