Chapter 55: An Unexpected Incident (Part Fifteen)

Even so, transforming enough troops would take years, requiring a prolonged stay in the Giant World 15.

Xia Qingluo thought to herself that indeed, when feeling down, eating and drinking was the best way to soothe one’s emotions.

Outside the carriage, the bright moon shone gently, its pure light casting a glow on the vehicle parked in the alley. At some point, Xifan had emerged from the carriage and now sat atop it, wagging his tail in rhythm with the carriage’s gentle movements. He lifted his gaze to the cold moon above, his eyes deep and profound, unlike those of an ordinary cat.

Most importantly, Macheng belonged to Xihai County, the territory of the Wei family’s army. At that time, the position of Emperor Shengyuan was not yet secure; no matter how far his influence reached, he would still be cautious about Xihai County.

Although it would not be fatal, it was estimated that it would cause a significant and permanent drain on the dragon vein energy within his body to compensate for the loss of vitality, something he was unwilling to endure.

He had always been indifferent to food; except for dishes that perfectly suited his palate, all other meals tasted the same to him. Whether it was Michelin three-star cuisine or various protein-rich insects he ate while hiding in the forest, he remained unfazed.

However, in the past few days, he could spare some time to take A Yuan around nearby scenic spots. There were places even she had never visited before. She had heard that Zhejiang Province was renowned for its stunning scenery, graceful and lively, which greatly intrigued her.

Inevitably, this would lead to the formation of their own fighting force. With such tangible strength at their command, gaining control over even greater power was the true key.

A cold breeze swept by, lifting her dark hair and plain clothes. The chill penetrated her frail body, causing her to shiver slightly as she coughed softly.

Honestly, spending a month in officialdom was more beneficial than a year in the business world; the lessons learned were far greater.

It must be said, we were extremely fortunate—this guy cultivated the soul rule! Perfectly timed, capturing his soul meant it could be used by me.

“This is a spatial passage, seemingly leading to the void dimension. Sorry, brother, my spatial rule is out of control!” Wushuang clung to my arm, speaking with a hint of grievance.

Yang Liqian’s sharp voice shattered the brief silence moments ago. She arrogantly flicked her hand, urging Sophia to quickly approach Jiang Lijun’s side.

“Yes, you’re right!” Yesen retorted irritably, yet when it came to her, he couldn’t really bring himself to be harsh.

Xuye Yue noticed Song Yulin’s aura suddenly fluctuate abnormally and couldn’t help but glance at her. From the strange light in her eyes, he discerned her inner thoughts and quietly spoke.

Jiang Lijun’s gaze circled the mansion repeatedly. Behind its lavish facade, he seemed to glimpse the ugliness of Ji Chengnan’s unspeakable deeds from the past.

Lan Qianchen was never one to heed Lan Longze’s words. Given his personality, if Lan Longze did not personally supervise him, he would never truly engage in self-reflection, which for him was an unbearable punishment.

Shao Le remained unmoved; upon witnessing the bartender’s behavior, he had already concluded the man’s days were numbered.

Without hesitation, Han Ye found the Chaos Beast that very day and requested it to prepare another spatial jump formation to travel to the Celestial Realm.

“Brother!” Despite his severe injuries, Lu Changfeng, seeing Lu Shangjue’s eyes pointed at him by the long sword, and Mu Lingtian’s indifferent expression, raised his sword. The blade hovered just an inch from Lu Shangjue’s eyes, seemingly poised to blind him instantly, rendering him permanently sightless.

Yet within the Fanli Universe, “Butterfly Wish Temporary Formation” combined with cosmic source energy could turn temporarily altered objects into permanent ones—Wu Yong activated “Butterfly Wish Temporary Formation,” wishing for the Sand Fury Golden Body Guard and the Yellow Corpse to undergo a second transformation as per the “Soul Spirit Ruyi” requirement, simultaneously integrating a trace of cosmic source energy.

When she received the news, it had originally been just to annoy the matriarch as usual. Obtaining the steward’s authority was indeed an unexpected delight.

“Yumo, stop beating around the bush. Tell me your thoughts—what exactly do you intend to do?” Qing Yangfeng asked gently.

After a meal, the group encountered a rare figure outside—the venerable Mrs. Xue of Wutong Garden.

It seemed these two were growing impatient with life, observing others’ reactions and then their own, as if treating the matter like a mere game.

“Shut up!” The burly man who had just been loudly sampling the fodder was abruptly silenced by another strong man beside him before he could finish.

However, the exchange of attribute cards was limited—for instance, it was impossible to use all attribute cards at once, nor could one redeem a card guaranteeing a hundred percent kill rate.

Yang Tian had recently acquired the Bone Wall, but its skill level was not high, and its life thickness and defense were barely adequate.

After speaking, Jin Kui planted his feet firmly and shot forward like a cannonball. Midair, he extended his palm from his sleeve.

Old Xie was particular about tea. The tea set was an authentic Yixing purple clay one. After some preparation, he brewed a pot of Pu’er tea, pouring a cup each for Qi Mingyuan and himself.

If it had been for money, extorting a hefty ransom by controlling the victim, Guo Tianming would not have been threatened or blackmailed.

Having just absorbed the medicinal power, Xu Han stood up. Thanks to his memory, he easily recognized the owner of the voice.

Dao Xuan had never suffered such injustice before. Fury surged within him like raging waves. His palms flew, executing the Empty Sweep Technique like thunderclaps, scattering around with continuous crackling sounds, frightening the nearby guards who screamed in agony as blood spurted wildly.

With contact information for Qi Mingyuan and Chen Xinyue in hand, Old Wu felt increasingly troubled. He knew Qi Mingyuan had a close relationship with the Qing Group, but after the guarantee incident two years ago, Old Wu was well aware he had seriously offended Qi Mingyuan. Would Qi Mingyuan even entertain a call about acquisition talks?

Qi Mingjun put down the phone, pondering silently: Mingyuan is hosting his grandson’s full moon ceremony—why didn’t he call me directly? Uncle Qi Chang’an is nearly eighty; can he be trusted? Could it be that the old man’s mind is confused, imagining things?

Luo Feng had never considered that they might plan to escape while Andoma and Xiatia were transporting the treasure.

Earlier he noticed that the mountains on Tianzang Mountain seemed unpowered, with architecture somewhat archaic. If not for the patrolling figures dressed in modern attire, Su Xingchen might have thought he had come to the wrong place.