Chapter 60: Huamishi Stirring Up Trouble

Realizing there was nothing left for them to do and not wishing to look at the boss's repulsive face, the guys in the back took out their town portal scrolls and headed back early. Unable to bear staying any longer, they left all the potions in their inventories, ported back, logged off, and went to wash up for bed.

Knowing that the old rascal had recently generated a considerable amount of wealth for her family, she grew fonder of him the more she looked at him, almost feeling like a mother-in-law looking at her prospective son-in-law.

This allowed several new factions to rise up and take advantage of the situation, plotting to swallow the splintered groups in order to weaken the power of the Eastern Mythology. They intended to force them into a real conflict even if their initial show was just a pretense. Even if they were to remerge later, their overall strength would be drastically reduced.

Li Hui’s situation was not looking optimistic either; he was currently beaten into a curled-up ball, and he would have fled long ago had Chen Yidao not still been there.

With a swift swing, the Spirit-Fang Immortal brought his axe down upon the back of the Sun Bodhisattva, leaving a deep, bone-visible gash across his spine.

"I..." Yet Shangguan Ling, unaccustomed to revealing her emotions to outsiders for so long, had no idea how to express what was in her heart.

"Yi'er, dispatch the elite iron cavalry immediately to investigate the truth of the matter!" the Emperor commanded, looking toward Lan Aoyi by his side.

"How can we eat without any dishes? Why don’t I go down and buy some more ingredients right now, and you can cook them?" Xu Bingbing said happily. Without a doubt, this meal was the most delicious one she had ever eaten in her entire life.

Upon hearing Lord Laozi’s words, Primeval Lord of Heaven was deeply startled. As Laozi had said, this matter must never be leaked; otherwise, it would truly pierce the heavens. Setting aside the attitude of Hongjun, even his own disciples would likely find it difficult to maintain their original resolve when faced with the temptation of a saintly position, which would undoubtedly spark another massive war.

A lifelike sugar figurine, nearly identical to Night Rose, appeared before everyone's eyes.

Twelve other families had yet to declare their stance. Everyone had assumed that these twelve non-members of the Immortal Alliance would all show up today. In reality, however, only five arrived, while the remaining seven were nowhere to be found.

She wasn't afraid of humiliating herself; rather, she was afraid that someone as prideful as Lu Yifan would lose face in front of dignitaries from all over the world.

Once the stage was set up, He Jingheng invited everyone to come take a look. It was Lin Wanghu's first time seeing a T-shaped runway. Ever since He Jingheng went to the Western Regions, he seemed different from before, actually bringing back things he had never seen before.

Chu Mu’s consciousness marched toward the center of this starry expanse. The waterfall of starlight released by his master's heirloom formed a highway leading to the heavens, instantly carrying his consciousness to the very center of the stars.

Passing through the Ghost Forest brought one to a massive city spanning millions of li, known as Heavenly Phoenix City. This city was several times larger than the Xianyang City Yi Jianfeng had seen. With roads extending in all directions and a bustling flow of people, Heavenly Phoenix City was naturally exceptionally prosperous.

"You two, go read the latest school magazine report yourselves! You'll see it as soon as you open it." Pang Zi returned to his bed, picked up the magazine he had just brought in, and tossed a copy to each of the other two.

They were far too terrified that IG might lose to SKT and end up like last year, trailing behind those Koreans and settling for nothing more than runner-up.

The "Bao Fang Zhai" gathered all kinds of treasures from under the sun, and many people had rushed there precisely for this reason. When Yi Jianfeng and his group arrived at Bao Fang Zhai, it was practically overflowing with people; figures and bobbing heads were everywhere. Having just gone through a major battle yesterday, their magical treasures and medicinal pills were somewhat depleted, so they had to find a way to replenish them today!

Following that, the twelve collegiate representative teams seated in the front rows offered enthusiastic applause, unsparing in their praise. Only then did waves of applause ring out from the audience across the entire venue.

Night Xiang’s pupils constricted sharply. Could it be that besides them, there existed a third group of people from another plane in this continent?

Looking at Xia Fangyuan’s profile as she bit her lower lip, Gong Shaoxie knew that Xia Fangyuan was genuinely angry.

The beauty seemed quite pleased. She took a sip herself, frowned as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately kept silent.

Faced with Kim Jae-in's inquiry, Xu Feng deliberately spoke out in front of everyone, "No need. You're not important enough for me to change clothes just to play this match." As soon as these words fell, the atmosphere on the scene instantly filled with the scent of gunpowder.

At the end of the first half, the score between the two teams underwent a dramatic shift once again. The Shougang Club narrowed the gap to 53 against 45, an 8-point difference that filled the Shougang side with hope.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Right from the very start, the two of them displayed extraordinary and peerless secret techniques—how could anyone not be shocked?

After changing into the training uniform, Gao Fei could distinctly feel an enhancement in his physical fitness. Of course, this improvement wasn't a genuine transformation of his body, but rather the result of the uniform's special function, which kept his muscles tightly bound and supported.

What did it matter if one endured a thousand swords piercing the heart? If one could cultivate it to the ultimate mastery stage, what was a mere thousand swords piercing the heart?

Seeing the bottle of wine before him, Zhao Yu grabbed it almost without a single moment of hesitation, without even checking whether it contained alcohol, water, or poison. At this moment, as long as it was liquid, Zhao Yu needed it.

"Follow me and charge through!" Just as Zuo Jingting delivered nine consecutive sword strikes, Shi Qing had already eliminated the remaining opponents, thrusting his long spear into the thick of the Di and Qiang melee.

"Zhu Dao'an? It's him!" Huangfu Zhen exclaimed in astonishment. Shi Qing turned his head sideways to look at him, his gaze carrying a silent inquiry.

"Th-that was shortened." After saying that, Dong Zhen felt utterly mortified. The two of them had actually ended up discussing such an unspeakable topic.