Chapter 34: Zhao Manman

“What are you people doing here?” Zhao Manman stared sternly at Yang Yongzhang and his companions.

At that moment, everyone else present retreated behind Zhang Manman.

The four subordinates of Zhang Yongzhang stood behind him, uncertain of what to do, waiting for their leader’s instructions.

Yang Yongzhang remained silent, deep in thought...

Ying Changkong stroked his chin, picked up the jug that Lin Xiao had just poured from, and took a fierce gulp.

The reason for demanding that no action be taken within fifty thousand years was to claim the treasure on Xie Yun, allowing enough time to improve combat prowess.

Looking up, the ceiling was still a mass of writhing flesh, occasionally spewing gastric acid, and the staircase spiraled upwards, seemingly endless.

Almost simultaneously as he made his move, his hand reached Lin Xiao’s collar.

In the barren eastern lands of the continent, even a mere sixth-grade artifact would be hailed as a divine relic.

Two months later, Wu Yuanming fulfilled his wish and became an official traffic officer, rising to success—until he was beaten to death by city inspectors.

Previously, someone had used a Thunder Spirit Pearl as the core to create a thunder prison, but it was rather... crude.

Though Xie Yun had never systematically studied formation or breaking arrays, his soul quality now reached a level far surpassing those who set the formation.

“Fang Rui, remember your duties today. Before Smile fails, you must suppress your urge to attack.” Long’s first reaction to Fang Rui’s warding eye was that Fang Rui wanted to risk invading EZ’s blue buff, so he couldn’t help but remind him.

Here, day and night, thunder strikes endlessly; it is a place few on the Battle Qi Continent know.

Seeing that it was still early, Yang Tian put down his phone and prepared to sleep, but only a few minutes passed before his phone rang—it was Lan Zhaolong.

“Teacher Li, how could you forgive such a beast!” Luo Qianqian frowned in concern; after all, those addicted to cheating rarely change their nature overnight.

These people knew that now was when the real drama began; those medical halls before were just a prelude. To Ye Chen, they meant nothing. In fact, the income from even a single gang here could equal that of a dozen medical halls combined in Qingping City.

She didn’t know how strong Ye Lang truly was, only that the threats from these people paled in comparison to him.

“Haha... The reason I guided you is because from now on, there will no longer be a Ling Aotian in this world!” Yang Tian laughed loudly.

Indeed, Yang Fan had a plan to use others’ strengths to his advantage; after all, he felt uneasy about boarding the yacht alone, but once Wu Yilian arrived, everything would change.

“I know, I know—if magic immunity mode is enabled in the game, all spells are immune, which means the ugly ghost is doomed now,” Banner said happily.

He had met Margaret in the dungeon before, then parted ways. When leaving, he hadn’t thought to protect her specifically, assuming that after that old demon Schroeder sealed the dungeon, she had fallen into eternal sleep with the other residents below—but he hadn’t expected to hear her voice again here.

He too was injured; a self-destruction from a near-equal opponent was like an attack from a higher realm. His physique wasn’t monstrous enough to withstand it.

But the martial source stone was different now. Under the immersion of his immortal power, it was like a seed watered for the first time, beginning to sprout and grow, showing a slow but clearly perceptible transformation.