Chapter 45

The sky was pitch black, with stars twinkling in its vast expanse. Everything seemed so beautiful and tranquil. In the past, the Fire Dragon had never cared about him; any dangerous task was always given to men like him first, while any benefit was reserved for the Fire Dragon’s family. This had long bred resentment in the middle-aged man’s heart.

Watching the contented smiles on his parents’ faces, Wang Yan suddenly realized that Jia Jingqi had not erred in this matter. All this time, he had been busy earning money, and after crossing over, he focused entirely on building the planet.

“President Xuan, you’re joking. The major technical achievements are all thanks to your team. We are merely supporting players. If you hadn’t brought forth such advanced technology, I could never have accomplished so much.”

Finding a Daoist master to apprentice under was exactly what she needed; however, if her Star Soul body wasn’t strong enough, such a master would be of little use.

They knew, of course, that gods might not exist in this world; and even if they did, they might not truly protect them. Yet, they still wished to believe.

Before departure, Ding Zhu had spent her time in a very special lounge, where someone handed her weapons and a backpack.

When compared with the other three domains in previous years, only the Eastern Domain could hold its own against them, while the other two were woefully lacking.

Finally, they drew close enough to see clearly: the drawbridge at the gate was not raised, the gates tightly closed, but no sentries could be seen atop the watchtowers.

“Xiaolong, are you sure this road is passable?” Zhang Hao clutched a barber’s clipper, swallowing nervously, uncertain.

Tang Guochao knew this was a rare opportunity for Tang Yunxian to shine, and he was determined to fulfill the tasks Tang Yunxian assigned, so that Tang Yunxian would see him in a new light.

As for Wang Fan by the roadside, they paid him no mind and didn’t even glance his way. What could a man carrying a longsword walking along the road possibly achieve?

But if another battle broke out, with Ye Lin and his party on guard, the outcome was far from certain.

The hall remained shrouded in darkness, but outside the transparent glass, a completely different scene unfolded.

Now, seeing the corpse-refining creature that once gave him headaches serving him, Wang Fan felt a surge of emotion.

Later, Qin Hu drank himself senseless; upon awakening, he found himself in the inner guard’s jail, accused of drunkenly harassing the princess with nefarious intent.

The underground passage was no longer smooth as jade; cracks and rubble were everywhere. Yet the craftsmanship of the divine beings was remarkable—despite such destruction, the corridor remained largely intact.

In an instant, Zi Han stepped forward, his aura terrifying. In that brief moment, as light surged around him, the sword intent coiled about his fingertips seemed to cleave the heavens, descending upon all sides of Zi Han.

“Brother, you’ve known for a long time what Jamie has been doing?” Natasha didn’t ask when Lear owed Simon a favor, nor what kind of favor it was.

In fact, Commander Qin Hanlin had ordered Chen Dong to carry out the first two tests, but his interest in a multi-opponent test stemmed entirely from his curiosity about Tang Jin’s true abilities. He was eager to know just how powerful this young man had become.

Sure enough, upon entering the room, Wang Xiaosong immediately noticed traces that someone had been there, though it seemed they had already left.

When Fan Degang heard Hua Hengheng’s words, he pursed his lips, his chubby cheeks trembling, fully displaying his dislike for Hua Hengheng.

As they walked, Yuan Chenting and Li Guying grew uneasy. Not only were there fewer refugees on the road, but the air itself had turned colder, exuding a faint, eerie aura.

His public acknowledgment, disregarding the ministers’ opposition and inscribing his name upon the jade register, was as if he had clipped his wings.

The fat monk knew that this was a power of rule, attainable only by those who had comprehended the supreme laws of the blade.

Han Junxi and Wu Yishuang fell silent. Han Junxi pondered the dwarf Yuan Fengshi, whom even his master worried about, while Wu Yishuang considered the possibility that Lei Yan might have a twin sister.

But when Qu Zhaoyun was courting disaster, it happened to coincide with her autumn examination—the most critical moment.

The Giant King’s lower body was wrapped in a tiger skin, its defensive strength comparable to spirit armor, yet it too was stained with blood. Between his legs, the stains were more pronounced, with fresh blood trickling from the tiger skin onto the ground.

Upon hearing Jia Ruxia’s words, Wu Yishuang suddenly understood: Han Junxi knew she had dined with Huafeng Mountain, so today he deliberately brought Hua Hengheng to the Heart Music Hotel for a meal—and purposely chose a seat within her sight?

He never dared confess his feelings to Qiao Bing, nor let Qiao Bing glimpse his intentions to pursue her. He only dared flirt secretly, and not too often.

When Prince Sheng arrived in Jinmen, he was anything but honest—using the Xue family’s money for smuggling, what Li Xiu called “export turned domestic sale,” and on a massive scale.

The key to victory lay in user numbers. Whichever company amassed more users, once breaching a critical threshold, would exert a powerful siphoning effect on the other’s user base, thus ending the battle.

The task of waking the guests was perfectly accomplished. Jiang Suihui brought the cameraman to the gathering spot, joining the audience to witness who would be the last guest to arrive.

Zhou Wei was extremely anxious, knowing that rescuing was most urgent. If Luo Fangfang could be saved unharmed, he could explain everything to her and perhaps clear all past misunderstandings.