Chapter 49

The banquet lasted in lively fashion throughout the day and only concluded when night had fallen. Many guests were thoroughly drunk, and had to be helped home by their friends.

Stealing, much like drug addiction, is something that can become a habit. Once one becomes dependent on unearned gain, it is exceedingly difficult to stop. These were Mole’s words, which spoke to the depth of his resolve.

The Iron-Horned Demon Ox crashed to the ground, dead, its massive body making the earth tremble and the leaves rustle in the trees.

“As your wife, it is only natural for me to heed the wishes of your parents and yourself,” Zheng Ying responded, joy in her heart at her husband’s affection. Meeting his eyes, she offered a graceful curtsy as she spoke.

Mo Shaodong was clearly troubled. After setting down the phone, Ye Li mused that he wasn’t sure what was weighing on his friend’s mind, but suspected he would find out soon enough.

Ye Han advanced directly toward Xiao Yang. Xiao Yang’s face was twisted in a triumphant grin; seeing Ye Han truly dare to confront him head-on, he realized his chance had come. In this way, he still had hope to survive—hope even to kill Ye Han.

The entire dueling arena was now enclosed, crowds gathering to watch the anticipated clash.

As it was still early, Lin Yifeng decided to take a leisurely stroll in the vicinity before heading to Hangzhou University to pick up Zhang Ziqi and take her home.

No matter how much he pondered, Ye Han could not unravel the deeper mystery at play. Time pressed upon him; since the Soul Summoning Society had imparted this unique ability to him, it could hardly be a bad thing—so he chose to set aside his doubts for now.

After lunch, Su Xi followed Jiang Yan’s routine and took a nap. Upon waking in the afternoon, Su Xi found herself thoroughly rejuvenated.

The others remained silent. Among them, none came from humble beginnings—except Tao Yuanming, who hailed from a farming family. The situation made even him uncomfortable.

“Lord Pi Ma Wen, if you do not mind, I have a hundred fine rooms here for you to choose from,” Ma Tianjun said slowly.

Liang Qiao, with his usual mischievous air, was nowhere to be seen. In his place stood two figures: one in casual attire, the other looking decidedly formal.

He leveraged his connection with the Buddha to act brazenly under the very noses on Spirit Mountain, even going so far as to swallow all living beings in Lion Camel Country in a single gulp and declare himself king.

Their only option was to quickly find any remaining people from the major nation who had not yet left, and have them cultivate.

“Mom, what are you doing here?” Chen Li had just finished work and happened to pass by—they usually returned home together these days.

If they waited a while longer and coordinated with the other seventh-level terrors, their results would undoubtedly be even greater.

Tian Peng had expected someone to back him up, but the other immortals nearby all gave him a wide berth.

Although live-streaming matches brings some delay, in high-level CSGO games, the higher the skill, the more the playstyle leans toward holding positions.

Qing San’s anger was not baseless: the gene serum had arrived, and naturally, its effects needed to be tested.

As she gradually distanced herself from Xia Yucheng, Han Yaru felt the oppressive atmosphere dissipate.

Fang Yan’s silence and calm demeanor made Gongsun Li anxious—this was a task assigned to her by her superior, and she had rushed over as soon as she could.

Perhaps because his facade had already been unmasked in front of Han Yaru, Cheng Run no longer bothered with the mask. Though not exactly rude, his perfunctory manner was nothing like the gentle reputation he had online.

They all knew well that without rules, nothing could be accomplished. In an academy, regulations are paramount; without them, with so many people, chaos would be inevitable, and efforts would be wasted. Rules are the framework that hold people together.

The mention of secrecy piqued Bilian’s interest, and she nodded vigorously.

Screams erupted in waves, the scene descending into utter chaos. Wang Zha discovered something even more terrifying: despite the carnage, the Formation Battalion’s ranks did not waver in the slightest, as steady as a mountain.

Not far away, Wang Ming of Team Five looked on in silent alarm. Was this the gap between amateurs and professionals? Sun Dali was easily bypassed, while Xu Yang, though retired from the national team this year, was more than a match for any amateur with his skills.

Laughter rang out behind him as a group approached, wielding clubs. In their eyes, Fang Yan and Yin Eun-hye were nothing more than rats.

Li Xiaoxuan wielded the Ling Shuang Sword, forged from a shard of glacial ore by a famed craftsman of the Starsea Empire.

Qin Hu was ruthless to everyone but doted lavishly on his beautiful fiancée, treating her like a treasure.

The Bauhinia Sword, also known as the Demon-Slaying Sword, was famed alongside the Qingping Sword as one of the two mightiest divine weapons of antiquity. Its wielder was the guardian of the human realm and the nemesis of the demon world.

All of Lin Chen’s weapons—save for the Bauhinia Sword and Longyuan Sword—shattered in an instant, a shower of metal fragments raining down. The sword aura shield formed by the Bauhinia and Longyuan Swords was smashed apart by the shockwave of thunder.

This was in the absence of the Seven Saints. In previous cycles, the Seven Saints had always returned to the transcendent world after reincarnation, using their knowledge and power to reshape order. But this time, the new order was formed spontaneously by the remaining supernatural forces.

A chill swept over Kun, sending shivers through him. Terrified, he hurriedly drank a mouthful of water to steady his nerves, plunging his face into the lake to gulp it down.

Fu Mingxuan nodded. He had been away from Jade Capital for a long time—he knew the famous fighters of the North, but hadn’t kept track of the local experts. Yan Kaiting’s reaction made it clear he recognized at least one or two of them.