Chapter 29

If, and let us say only if, the Earth could truly be restored to its original state as designed by Qin Feng and his team, those warriors who once dared to face death to find life would undoubtedly become the heroes of all mankind.

Facing that crimson glow, Qi Xuance stood quietly with his eyes closed, a faint, archaic aura lingering about him in a trance.

As for the other dynasties, limited by their own strength, they could only adopt a defensive posture. This left Qin Rencheng somewhat disappointed, and eager to alter the status quo, he decided to set out and see for himself exactly how the Feilian Dynasty differed from the Changqing Dynasty.

Seeing only three portions of refining materials left, Su Hong dared not experiment further; he had to save them for the upcoming practical examination in artifact refining.

Back in the real world, Yuji tossed Tawil aside and crouched down. He took out his prepared communicator, simultaneously notifying the Lan siblings—who were acting as support—to retreat, while establishing contact with JS-9.

Upon hearing that Xia Luoqi was returning to the Great Wild King, the palace orchestra immediately petitioned the King of Wei and their head coach, Ruji, asking to follow the Music Master to the Garrison City to study music.

Under the cold, pale moonlight, Yu Liang fought four men alone; far from showing any signs of strain, he instead held the upper hand.

Surrounded by magical light, with divine radiance dimming, Lu Xin rose from the void. His eyes rotated incessantly as he gazed toward the distant horizon. He was sensing the changes between heaven and earth, wondering if a great upheaval was imminent—for where else could this sense of unease arise?

At that same moment, the space behind the Dharma-image Arhat rippled faintly. A massive hand wreathed in crimson flames reached out and silently lunged for the head of the Arhat mounted on the bird.

Ling'er repeated the consequences of this course of action once more, but seeing the firm resolve in Li Zisheng’s eyes, she realized the stubbornness of his temper and said no more.

Although he would not speak much, she could already tell from his ever-changing expressions just how restless God-Lord Yunyi truly was.

In that instant, the surrounding space was completely blanketed by thunder-aspected energy, and the other six monarchs, previously flying in the sky, were forced to descend to the ground.

Because the flame had plunged into its rear, it proved that even the most powerful creature had its weaknesses.

***

Then, those watching the live stream clearly saw Lin Yifan sent flying by a single swipe of the Hell Crocodile’s tail.

He did not even harbor the hope of curing his son, despite Ye Wanyue’s pleas for mercy.

The Red Diamond Mutant wasted no words; without the slightest hesitation, he simply chose to strike.

Chuntao responded, "I'm going now," cleared the dishes, and left the room with Old Xin.

He even had to face a no-rules arena match against a top-tier student ranked 201 in the second year.

Her current body was composed of data; if she had to start over, the feeling might be like... swallowing dynamite and instantly exploding into smithereens.

Nevertheless, Ye Xue had her maid deliver two jugs of osmanthus wine she had brewed herself as a token of gratitude for the previous favor.

The swordsman showed no mercy, firing a shot directly into the man’s chest. Blood stained the green grass, and in the blink of an eye, two living men became two corpses.

I glanced over. Not far away, a muscular man was doing push-ups on the sand. I had seen him on the list, though I didn't quite remember his name. He was supposed to be skilled in close-quarters combat and heavy-firepower raids. His palms were covered in calluses, likely from years of handling weapons.

In the end, the war between the City in the Sky, the Magic Metropolis, and the earthly kingdoms—the nations of men—never broke out. Novetia chose to leave, her figure vanishing into the wind along with her silver-white hair, disappearing from the magic city.

It was not yet ten in the morning, and the club had not yet opened. Only a waiter was tidying the counter, but the sight of their group and their sufficiently bizarre behavior left his mouth hanging open, transforming him into a living wax statue.

Lan Yu did not speak again. At first, she watched the scenery along the way, but later, she slowly drifted off to sleep. Before departing, Wang Yan had instructed her to take the medicine, which helped prolong her period of dormancy.

In front of a punching bag, a man with a full head of white hair was wearing boxing gloves, striking the bag with great force. Sweat already soaked his arms and back.

***

The two exchanged a glance, and without a word, they shared a silent understanding, leaning against the window frame to watch the events unfolding below.

"Thank you!" Ning Baobei’s face beamed with a truly innocent smile, her voice sweet as she spoke.

Su Mei-yu said nothing, only lowering her head to look at her own hands, allowing Wei Junsheng to push her away. Tears the size of beans fell, splashing onto the back of her hands. Was she really so useless?

She walked toward him with a smile, recounting the beautiful vows they had shared, the dream of being together forever—a dream that surely would be realized at some moment of sunrise.

"Wait, Xiruo, we are classmates after all, don’t be so cruel." Yan Bo reached out and grabbed Yang Xiruo’s wrist.

Having followed her and Ning Baobei, Su Man hadn't learned much else, but she had picked up two or three parts of their ability to stand up to others.

Rip, rip—under the shredding force of Shen Feifei’s finger-blades, those trousers were completely reduced to fragments, fluttering through the sky.

"It’s uncomfortable to sleep in clothes, and besides, it’s so hot. The competition yesterday was too tiring," Feng Yu replied dismissively, throwing off the quilt again and revealing a large expanse of fair skin. The infinite beauty was exposed without reservation; if Magu had seen this just now, he would surely have coughed up blood.

"Exactly, we’re new-age humans of the 21st century, aren't we? It’s just a handsome guy, is it worth going this crazy?" Luo Yiyi also mocked.

Zhou You remembered that he had dug up quite a few antiques and that the jade he had broken down was substantial, but not a single piece could truly be called a "divine artifact."

Upon hearing this, Lord Xu furrowed his brows, a look of displeasure crossing his face. He lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then the corners of his mouth suddenly curled upward slightly. He returned to a composed demeanor and said, "Since my mother has decided, I must naturally obey her command." Upon hearing this, Master Zhou’s expression eased, and he beamed with joy.