Chapter 30: Ning Rongrong Challenges Tang Niannian to a Duel

"Buy, buy, buy! Do you really think money can solve everything?" Ning Rongrong pointed at Tang Niannian, her voice trembling with indignation. She hadn't brought much money with her when she left, and it was impossible to go home and fetch more on such short notice. She was not about to make the same mistake twice.

"If you're broke, just say so, you runaway young mistress." Tang Niannian looked Ning Rongrong up and down, ruthlessly exposing her predicament. Ning Rongrong grew even more furious. "You—"

Li Yanfo said nothing more; he simply turned and stepped aside. As he brushed past Ye Fei during the transition, the two exchanged a glance, sharing a knowing, conspiratorial smile that reeked of mutual deceit.

Leng Xiao snorted coldly, "What a nuisance. These descendants of commoners and weaklings—go and deal with them. Xinyue, let's go inside." The four orange-armored soldiers at the scene immediately marched outward.

The blood refined by the blood-sucking demon mosquitoes had turned into foul, black sludge, emitting a stench of rot and corrosion. The Spinosaurus shrieked in agony, thrashing its head uncontrollably as its massive tail whipped back and forth, whistling through the air. The trees in the green belt were caught in the wake, snapped clean in two by the sheer force of the tail, sending leaves and branches flying in a chaotic, devastated mess.

The two men didn't feel much, but the high-ranking imperial-level powerhouses tied up nearby were terrified. After all, they currently possessed no ability to resist and were essentially at the mercy of others.

Upon hearing the instructions, Hogge’s expression shifted, and suddenly, a handful of gold coins appeared in his hands out of thin air, drawing gasps of amazement from the onlookers.

"Useless trash—you pig! He has brought nothing but shame to our Yin-Yang Sect. Strip him of his title as a sect disciple immediately! Furthermore, that Qing Ye must die. Even if our sect disciple is a failure, it is not for him to discipline!" An elder of the Yin-Yang Sect roared in fury, shattering a mountain peak with the force of his anger.

The thick scent of blood transported Li Daoran back to the days of battle during the apocalypse. He only wondered if whatever was about to emerge would bring him that long-absent feeling of true danger. Moreover, his sensation from the avatar told him that it required a magical artifact to serve as a vessel.

Some said the Ma family was powerful, a clan with a thousand-year legacy; others claimed the Marquis of Shu was formidable, ruling over a quarter of the world. Still others insisted that the divine spearman Lin Yue was a man of both courage and strategy, unburdened by greed for power or fame, and thus a true gentleman.

Seeing the vast plaza completely empty, Qin Fan subconsciously guessed he might have been tricked.

That the Daoist Ming Ran was willing to part with such a supreme treasure was due to three reasons: first, his own path was not that of Time; second, Wang Changsheng was considered his direct descendant; and third, Wang Changsheng’s unique origins and the nine heavenly tribulations he faced.

"I want to stay here and keep watch!" Hu Yaru felt the statement was perfectly normal, yet she felt a pang of guilt as she said it.

Afterward, Venerable Lianhua turned the tide single-handedly, slaying two ninth-tier heavenly demons and repairing the damaged Four Symbols Life-Generating Array.

"Hello, is something the matter?" Li Liancheng merely glanced at the phone, seeing that it was a call from Su Zhihun.

Hu Yaru didn't know what kind of relationship Factory Director Tang had with Jiang Xuefeng, but every time they met, the director treated him with exceptional intimacy.

But just as he prepared to channel his spiritual energy, the image suddenly vanished, replaced once again by a deathly stillness.

A short while later, the dining table was a complete wreck, and the two leaned back in their chairs, clearly too full to move.

Gu Manman was so angry she felt like flipping the car over; she was absolutely livid.

Only then did Yu Jing feel a sudden pang of regret. *Wait, maybe hearing the audience's honest thoughts wouldn't have been so bad after all.*

However, one thing had to be said: once the promotional video for the new base was uploaded, she would still have to go on stage and dismantle the narrative.

Nevertheless, where there is light, there is shadow. Not everyone wanted to curry favor with the Feng and Long families; there would always be those driven by jealousy, those who coveted everything the two families possessed.