Chapter 30

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Zhang Xiaofeng chuckled after hearing Ye Kun’s words, understanding how difficult it was to run an internet café. Earning just enough to cover the electricity bill was already quite an achievement. How could he let Ye Kun pay for his own drinks? No matter what, he earned far more, so the cost of alcohol was naturally no concern.

Hong Xiang plunged into the water; the icy cold swept over his body, invading his nerves and making his teeth chatter. Diving a hundred meters deep, the crushing water pressure was terrifying, but only his own body could withstand it.

In a high-end club in Bangkok, Xiameng, exuding an androgynous charm, sat with an icy expression in a private suite. Around her stood a group of men in black—those very same henchmen who had been taken down by Zeng Da and Zeng Er.

“Tired of dancing? Let’s grab a drink,” Ye Kun said, leading Hemeng away from the dance floor. They returned to their previous seats and resumed drinking.

The dragon’s roar echoed, shattering and obliterating even the void itself. The sand scorpions could no longer remain unscathed. Within mere breaths, all the sand scorpions that had burst from the ground were transformed by the dragon’s cry into pure energy and dissipated, instantly swallowed by the flashing spatial rifts.

Yang Jian smiled. When the time came to see what was inside the jade slip, his expression was bound to be quite interesting.

The army began to assemble. Huo Jun looked back at the more than fifty makeshift catapults behind him and felt a modicum of confidence. The ammunition had been dismantled from residents’ homes. Seeing the people of Shangyang City lose their shelters caused him a pang of sorrow.

It seemed to be a balanced standoff, but the key was that the Qing troops couldn’t fathom what the Runing army intended. How could the cavalry of the Ming army suddenly leave the main battlefield mid-fight and charge toward their flank without returning to regroup? Wasn’t this an utterly misguided tactic?

Chen Sisi said, “Yes. The family was worried, so Fifth Uncle came personally.” Upon hearing the name, Chen Xiao’s expression shifted slightly. Fifth Uncle was a legend in Hong Kong—his skills were unparalleled, and he excelled in mental attacks that were nearly impossible to defend against.

Painful groans echoed through the restaurant. The chefs, not having even brushed against Tang Tieniu’s clothes, all collapsed to the ground in agony.

“Frivolous warrior, Lu Wang,” Yuzhao declared decisively, bestowing the title of warrior upon Lu Wang.

“Explaining it will make you less angry?” His tone was somber. Then, his face tilted slightly downward, a few strands of his dark hair brushed against her cheek, tickling and tingling.

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Since Arthur was speaking, lying was impossible. Ji Fulei despised such obviously suspicious behavior from a close attendant even more.

Below the mountain lay a lake, calm and serene, its clear waters revealing the bottom. The mountain and water merged into one scene, pure and white, as if stepping into a fairyland that captivated the soul.

After all, he was her own younger brother. Although a brother who often tricked his sister was hard to find even with a lantern, it didn’t really matter.

If the affinity with the essence of the Divine Mansion was high enough, one could even immerse themselves fully and experience the senior’s lifelong cultivation journey.

“Um, though your interpretation sounds a bit odd, the outcome isn’t too far off...” Lu Wang nodded as well.

The old man’s figure flickered as he stepped before Long Wu. He first pressed a finger to Long Wu’s brow, then gently struck his chest with an open palm. A surge of energy poured from his palm, spreading through every limb and bone.

Ling He paused, then, with a finger pressed firmly to his forehead, drew out a red thread-like substance. Before Ning Yue could ask, he tapped it into Ning Yue’s brow, merging it within.

Watching the surrounding water flow ceaselessly, it seemed even the sole method of judgment had become unreliable. Most importantly, these things showed no sign of life and could not be detected by any soul-based exploration.

At the lake’s edge, Pu Xuan extended a finger to his brow, producing a droplet of transparent blood in his hand.

“With so many defensive formations, how can I cover them all? You might as well just kill me!” Chi You’s face darkened. There were over ten thousand defensive arrays here. Even after excluding scattered practitioners, three to four thousand large tribal formations remained. He simply couldn’t manage all of them.

Li Haonan had to admit Chu Yucheng’s mindset was far better than most people—more than just steady, it was exceptional.

“The biting north wind tells me, besides Ling, you’ve brought a few guests back. Why not introduce them to me?” Orca smiled, his gaze shifting toward Su Yang and Albert not far away.

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“Seasons change, years fly by; endure it, and it will pass.” Lu Yun vanished, but his voice lingered in their hearts.

The Gate of Time then closed, and soon after Luo Hao’s figure disappeared, a plume of black smoke appeared in its place.

“Whether you’re looking for trouble or not doesn’t matter. I’m a bachelor with no wife or children—so do you really dare bite me?” The Saint King of Separation’s eyes rolled. These thirteen posed no threat to him; desireless, he was unyielding.

Mo Li waited a while longer, realizing there truly was no movement inside. Resigned, he stepped over two dogs trying to grab his feet and knocked on the half-open window.

Bao Ya nodded grimly. Looking at Zhang Lei, he said, “Zhang Lei, notify the group’s infrastructure department tomorrow to send people to repair the exterior wall.” With that, he and Zhang Lei headed toward the door.

The military officer didn’t seem to have used much force, yet the man struck by the scabbard landed solidly on the ground. He struggled to get up, but except for his limbs, his body was immobile, looking like a swimming frog from afar—quite comical.

After a short while, He Keli resolved himself. Although Chris forbade eating fruit, nibbling on roots and leaves should be fine, right?

On the ship, the boys who had watched Lucien die trembled nervously. Meeting those eyes sent chills through their bodies.

Normally, guests don’t need to prove their funds when ordering, but Qin Chen’s earlier claim of having no money made his hands tremble slightly.

Just a few steps away, Xia Yi didn’t dodge. Simply raising his arm, a massive shadow cloaking his body mimicked the motion, seizing the tentacle that suddenly stabbed from the side.