Chapter 87

But the problem was, he truly didn’t dare to take the gamble now. Because he had indeed heard that during his inaugural speech, Li Tianyi had declared he came to Jiang City carrying his own coffin. Li Tianyi was genuinely unafraid of death.

Qian Fei had just arrived in Illusion Star City this morning. He had intended for Liu Tian to welcome him and show him around, but unexpectedly, Liu Tian had ended up in this state.

Why does the country now constantly stress the need to build a society governed by the rule of law? The key lies in using the standards of law to establish a red line for all citizens.

Besides, it wasn’t even their own doing; such a massive project was far beyond their capabilities. There were also wealthy conglomerates funding the venture from outside, and those parties were already starting to push for progress, even preparing for early publicity.

This was a battle at the very limit—such fierce confrontation had rarely occurred in the myriad realms over countless generations.

Zhou Jiu nodded and then walked out, while Qian Ming, before leaving, glanced once more at the Spirit Pool. When he saw that there truly wasn’t the faintest trace of spiritual energy left, his lips twitched uncontrollably. How he wished this were just a dream.

Moreover, the Japanese commander besieging Mo Xiaosheng had another plan: their forces hunted him above and below ground. As long as they blocked his reinforcements and trapped him in the sewage channel, capturing Mo Xiaosheng alive would only be a matter of time—there was no escaping.

“All right, enough with the theatrics. As long as you didn’t actually fight, disperse now—quickly! I’m giving you three minutes, clear out!” the leading policeman barked harshly.

The leader of their entire pirate crew claimed to be a prince from Neptune and had, from the outset, recruited countless followers into their ranks.

If it’s fate, it can’t be avoided; if it’s trouble, you can’t dodge it—face each move as it comes! Chai Hua, together with Hu Liwei and Brother Jie, also arrived outside the great hall.

The next day, Liu Tuo and his companions, along with disciples from the Thunder Sect, went to the Xuanzhi Palace in Black Kite City.

After opening Lu Shuangyang’s palm, the Prime Minister did not stop. He raised his other hand, and Lu Shuangyang could feel a powerful surge of arcane energy upon it.

Zhang Yue was noncommittal. “But it seems we’re not the only ones with this idea.” As she spoke, she glanced back and saw a taxi following them at a measured distance.

Although he hadn’t tried, Qin Junxi knew well enough that this chaotic energy was far superior to his current true essence.

One thing was certain: this elderly man running the hotel alone was definitely not as simple as he appeared.

At this point, Qin Junxi’s strength had reached the Spirit Division stage, so he could still use his internal energy to treat Qiao Xin’s mother.

“Why don’t I see Chen Xue? Aren’t you two always together?” Liang Hua asked with a grin.

It was only then that Zhang Yue became aware of his own state. When he had just returned from the soul world, he had been preoccupied with thoughts of Muramasa and had neglected himself without realizing it.

Jing Xiu nodded slightly. Bai Zhi’s sudden madness was triggered by seeing He Qijun’s death—was she hiding a guilty conscience? Had the old lady’s own wicked deeds finally driven her insane as well?

His resistance to the Heaven Dome Technique kept him from spending much time deepening his study of it. However, he had thoroughly categorized the methods of absorption: the Heaven Dome Technique could directly absorb spirit flowers, spirit herbs, spirit pills, and even a cultivator’s spiritual power, either through direct physical contact or by locking on with divine sense.

Sui Jie knew his family was extremely wealthy—perhaps it was possible to obtain a homemade shotgun—but she couldn’t believe he could get his hands on such a fine standard-issue firearm. Money alone couldn’t explain it. She wanted to ask where he got it, but was afraid that would admit she couldn’t do the same, so she held her tongue.

As this unnoticed sound faded, the pressure and restraints around Sun Fengzhao’s body retreated like a receding tide. He immediately felt his entire body relax, involuntarily stepped back, and in an instant, the shackles immobilizing him shattered.

Princess Naga could only shake her head helplessly and turn away. Shu Feng and Qin Weijun followed behind, with Princess Naga in the rear. The atmosphere was heavy and silent, as if two students who had fought were now following their teacher to await punishment.

So it simply stopped relying on the group energy’s positioning. It understood that the baby who had inherited and mutated the ancient lineage from Gu Youran’s body was not someone to take lightly.

“Leaving already?” Emperor Mu Tian moved his lips, his face bitter. The Imperial Lord truly lived up to his name—always resolute, always swift and decisive.

“Don’t worry, I can definitely endure it. Even if it’s agonizing, as long as I remember it’s to reach a higher level of cultivation, I’ll grit my teeth and bear it,” Min Yue promised solemnly.

The hooligans let out guttural roars, the sound making Guan Xiaoxiao’s face pale. She hadn’t expected that her own predicament would end up dragging others down with her. A blow from those clubs might not kill, but would certainly leave them gravely injured.

System: Congratulations, you have completed the Assist: Light Distortion task. You may continue training in this instance or exit the instance.

Uchiha Hankan raised his gun and fired. Whatever Darren wanted to say was swallowed, and he joined in the assault.

“Charge!” At the deputy’s command, five squads of Haidu soldiers rushed in through the various doors of the Panong Temple, brandishing spears and shields as if to launch an assault. But as soon as these fierce soldiers burst in, all was silent—no sound remained.

The Shui family’s rule was that once a task was accepted, no one else could interfere. If it were any other reward, it wouldn’t matter, but this time it was a secret art. Zhao Liu really didn’t know how to conduct himself—so many guest retainers knew to leave it for him, but this reckless youth took it anyway.

Sanjiu thought for a moment, then slowly walked toward the main hall, pausing at a room on the second floor.

Yun Ci immediately forgot the sorrow of parting with Lian Heng, cheering as she leapt through the forest. She found a spot where the wood spirit energy was abundant and sat down to cultivate.

Sanjiu’s memories seemed to come from nowhere, but Ye Feifan was certain they were a reward for completing a mission. Her memories were perhaps a legitimate identity arranged for her to enter this world.

A hundred grains, ten spirit stones. With these, she wouldn’t have to fear the cold when ascending Luoying Mountain. At this thought, Yun Ci hesitated—should she buy more, just in case the mountain was crowded?

The cat’s fur was snow white, its emerald eyes fixed on them. Its mouth opened and closed, and the crying sound was coming from there.

Xiao Yong, however, was the complete opposite. He’d served in the military in his youth and had even won a medal. Now in his thirties, he was in his prime. Not long after joining, he was promoted to deputy team leader.