Chapter 89

As expected, in the very next instant, a surge of sword energy tore a massive rift through the sky, like an endless and unfathomable canyon, crashing down upon the water dragon.

"I agree to let you join our team!" I laughed as I watched Qin Feng frantically wipe away his tears.

Thinking back to what his father once said—how could a son of China be worthy of the name if he didn't even know his own country's traditional teachings? Forcing him to memorize them by heart had seemed harsh, but who would have thought that it would help him so much today.

Two figures in blue landed one after another. Moon Without a Trace found himself a chair and sat down, intent on enjoying the spectacle.

"Where are you taking me?" Wind Lynx, speaking as he stealthily hid one hand behind his back, asked in mock surprise, "Were you here the whole time?" As he spoke, he suddenly pulled a dagger from his lower back and stabbed me in the stomach.

When Shang Mengqi stepped out of the bathroom, Qiu Shaoze was still staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep no matter how he tried.

PS: What? Forgot to update? Is White Robe that kind of person? No—just busy with the student council, so the update is a bit late, ahem.

"You said it." The moment Shang Mengqi heard Qiu Shaoze's last words, her expression changed completely. Just a moment ago, her face was clouded with gloom, but now it was as bright as a clear sky.

Sometimes, in order to win a beauty’s smile, it felt rather like a point of pride. The world is truly full of the strange and unexpected. These people, after all, are nothing but idle, pretentious libertines.

In the shocked and bewildered eyes of Ba Shi, Lu Yang, and the others, the blood corpses had begun a most brutal slaughter amongst themselves.

"Young Master, forgive us! Today is not a designated day as set by the master, so we cannot let you in." The two guards blocked the door, unmoved by his special status.

Judging by the sounds, it seemed a battle between man and beast was underway—and from the force of the energy rippling through the air, it was a formidable clash.

Their cultivation was relatively low; perhaps they could not withstand even a single strike from Lin Yifan. Of all these people, they were in the gravest danger.

He too had his pride and would never demean himself to curry favor with Lin Yifan or become his lackey.

Though the auction had begun, with Qin Yan’s direct bid of one hundred million, those trying to fish in troubled waters were shut out. Only the truly wealthy remained, so the price barely increased.

Let us now turn our attention to the recent movements of the new world champion, Ye Feng. Many still vividly recall the tears streaming down the Chinese Leaf’s face as he accepted his final award, weeping like a child.

Yang Ruofeng's goal had been achieved, though the true purpose would only be clear to the sects that had targeted Wang Liying and Wang Yinuo.

The feeling of first love is truly unforgettable; even the faintest memory of sweetness can easily rekindle that old passion and nostalgia.

"Hmph! Your parents promised you to me first. If you think you can break off the engagement just like that, dream on!" Long Jie shot a glance at Shangguan Lei, who remained gentle and calm, showing no sign of anger or argument.

"You!" Ma Shen now felt the emptiness in his stomach. He had only eaten once a day for three days straight.

If Duan Chengyu refused her request, she would lose her chance to spend time with him; the so-called 'self-sacrifice plan' she had discussed with Wu Xintian would be meaningless—a fresh disappointment.

Damn, such ruthless fratricide! That would be hard for anyone to endure. And yet, these are my own blood relatives.

The traffic officer, recalling how he had chased that car for ages without catching up, grew even more irritated. He hadn’t even had dinner yet.

A week passed, but Lei Shaocheng did not contact Taylor. Jingyi’s illness fluctuated; during her worst spells, she even mistook him for Taylor.

Having experienced Yan Xueqing’s strength firsthand, his desire to capture her only intensified.

In truth, someone of my status had no authority to issue such orders, but Che Zheng’en already regarded me as his leader, and Li Shaojie also looked to me for direction. So at once, they sprang into action.

Damn, these people were Wang Juncheng’s men! That means Wang’s villas were being handed over to the death squads under Old North Wild Dog. Otherwise, why would so many people need several villas, and where else would those two hundred-odd death squad members find shelter?

But from the looks of them, they hardly resembled Xing Kuxu’s people, and their weapons were of a different, more advanced kind.

Yun Shu did not falter, continuing his pursuit of Xuan Ku. At this moment, his blood was boiling—for years of planning were finally about to come to fruition.

With his territory so vast and the population so sparse, Xiao Mo was plagued by headaches. For now, he could not expand further, or he would truly be unable to manage. And should a fierce battle break out, he might never recover.

In the empty office, Fatty An was roped in by Jin Zailong and put in charge of scraping paint off the walls at the site.

In the interstice of endless space, a colossal giant, a million kilometers tall, sat cross-legged in the void with eyes closed.

The nine envoys of the Hong Alliance also sought to befriend Yun He, so after a lively banquet where hosts and guests enjoyed themselves, everyone went their separate ways.

"If this can be achieved, it will be a blessing for the Divine Realm! I thank the Divine Emperor, and I will not fail in the task entrusted to me!" The Merit God King, worried that Ye Zhenyu might be reluctant, hurried to flatter him, binding Ye Zhenyu to his promise.

Seeing that Fatty An was still defiant, Jin Zailong was helpless. But at this point, they truly were in the same boat.

"I won a lot of money today." Thinking of her winnings, Wen Shu boasted as if seeking praise.

"I’ve been here before. This should be the Yama Hell of the Underworld. It seems Princess Yan Xinyu uses this place to travel between the Underworld and Kunlun. Their base must be nearby!" Ye Zhenyu transmitted this message to the God King of Space.

Recalling Si Jing’s stiff tone, expressionless face, and Li Ying’s look of utter contempt just now.

At this moment, he strode in with long legs, glanced first at the old man—who, though a bit pale, still had a lively look in his eyes—then finally looked at the Jiang couple.

Si Yan exchanged a glance with Green Yi, who immediately took a deep breath, absorbing all the lingering medicinal scent in the room.

She had even tried wearing thermal leggings, but nothing helped; it was as if the cold seeped out from her very bones, making her wonder if she was coming down with arthritis.

Though he did not know for sure if the mountains held any minerals, this mountain was clearly different from the others nearby, and he had a strong feeling there was something valuable inside.