Volume 1, Chapter 121: To Serve as Tutor to the Imperial Grandson?

Superior spirit stones were not items a Foundation Establishment disciple could handle, so the Hall Master could not simply ask him to retrieve them. Instead, he used his jade token to notify the Vice Hall Master, instructing him to withdraw six superior spirit stones and send someone to deliver them.

"Whether you take my words as nonsense or a threat, it makes no difference to me," Wang Nanbei said with an air of indifference.

Though the disciples of the Fengmo Sect were inferior in strength to the Sifang Gang, they felt no fear. Watching the arrogant Sifang Gang disciples before them, they were ready to strike at the slightest provocation.

"Your 'Great Demon King' has been invited to join the King Club," Jiang Nian said triumphantly. "We have a match against the ST second team tonight. If the Great Demon King performs well, he will join that legendary club."

Looking over, they saw the Berserk Demon Bear baring its fangs, watching them with a mocking expression. Had Hall not ordered them not to kill, those Flame Wolves would have been torn to pieces long ago, as had happened in the past.

Unfortunately, the Sovereign was too powerful. After this assessment, it was almost certain that the Chaos World would be rated as a high-level medium plane. This would lead to more encounters with peers and even direct attacks, ending such plane wars and perhaps creating more opportunities.

After the group stepped out of the magic circle beside the teleportation array, a military camp surrounded by high walls was revealed. This was not Hall's first time here, so he showed no surprise, though Noxia and the others were somewhat taken aback by the layout.

Old Wang was the busiest, turning the grill from time to time while brushing on oil and seasonings. Occasionally, he had to run into the house to check on the pot of simmering wild boar offal.

It was fortunate that they were in the Absolute Domain of Ice and Snow; anywhere else, such a silver surface would have been far too conspicuous.

As for Wang Nanbei’s side, upon hearing the sudden sound of gunfire, everyone broke into smiles. The first step of the plan had succeeded. Now, they only needed to lull the opponent into a false sense of security. When the enemy grew careless, that would be the moment to launch their attack.

"Twenty million?" everyone exclaimed in unison. The sound was deafening, for those present were regulars at various auctions, yet none had ever seen such a bid.

Hojo Tokimune, who was quite tall among the Japanese, looked incredibly frail as he stood up, shivering in the night wind. The spirit he once possessed had long since vanished with the breeze, leaving him as pathetic and helpless as a down-and-out vagrant.

The Myriad Gods Continent, while touted as the core of the Chaos Universe, was not truly the strongest divine realm in the cosmos.

Feng Bufan had wanted to say "thank you," but the words remained unspoken. True feelings cannot be expressed through mere words, and saying them would only create a sense of distance. He did not want to break the warmth of the moment.

Li Lei promised the other party that if anything truly went wrong, he would not stand by, as the matter ultimately had something to do with him; he was not one to shirk responsibility.

But then he remembered that Murong Qing'er did not know he had a wife at the time, so her actions were understandable. Distracted by his thoughts, he realized the elevator was about to close and hurriedly pulled the doors open to step out.

Wang Yi gritted his teeth, glaring viciously at Fang Qingwei and Ye Yanran, the surging spiritual energy around him slowly dissipating.

The second part involved tasks for the intermediate-level mages, which were more challenging and required professional knowledge, such as crafting high-demand potions, processing tricky magical materials, or capturing low-danger magical creatures.

Seeing that her goal was achieved, Bai Qing'er did not make things difficult for him. "She is waiting for you in the room. Go see her." With that, she turned and left with Lingling, heading toward the woods.

However, after Xu Rong took charge of the defense of Hangu Pass, he had only heard the rumor of Laozi riding his blue ox through the pass. As for the other supporting character in the legend, Xu Rong truly could not recall him.

Thinking of this, Zuo Hanting felt rather depressed. Could he not attract her? Or did she already have someone in her heart?

The Mini Dragon’s eyes narrowed with happiness, while Wang Dian worked hard at excavating the soil. The Bellossom Poké Ball in his pocket opened automatically, and the Bellossom emerged to perform a cheerleading routine to encourage him, but after a few jumps, it felt a wave of heat and crawled back into the Poké Ball at Wang Dian’s waist.

Questions such as how Qin Sang evaluated Xiao Ya, and how the two of them met, were things many people at the scene wanted to know, quickly livening up the atmosphere to a high pitch.

Trapped between such illusions and reality, ninety-nine percent of people would be fooled, including Chang Xinyuan himself, who had been deceived more than once.

He had already drawn Lin Ze's attention, so it was time to hand over the weapon.

"Fine, you go ahead. And next time, don't bring your phone to class to show off," Teacher Guan Lingling reminded him.

After chatting for a while longer, the three of them turned and headed toward the entrance of the Demon Kiln. Before leaving, Lin Jian handed them three Immortal-grade materials as a fee for the information.

With Zhang Liao present, Liu Bei could not believe that this city was taken without Hao Meng’s orders.

Handling even the most ordinary tasks was exhausting—not physically, but mentally. Edward glanced sideways, poured a cup of strong tea, and pushed it over.

The first to serve the dishes was Chef Duan. When he placed the two dishes on the table, the mouth-watering aroma drew the gaze of everyone present. Just looking at the glossy sheen of the food, it was clearly far more enticing than the two dishes Chef Hu had prepared.

Lu Qi remembered that there was exactly such an item in the display window just now. So, he thought, I can buy two for myself, and give one to Shu Nan; that wouldn't seem too strange.

Bruce fired his grappling hook, winding it directly around a flamethrower at the corner. With a powerful tug of his arms, there was a loud snap, the flamethrower was bent, and the spray of fire ceased.