Volume One, Chapter 38: No Letter Received? Investigate!

As everyone recounted their experiences, four more rounds of voting had already taken place, and four elders were voted out. By now, ten corpses lay on the ceiling, a scene of utter terror.

Chang Tian and Jia Xu both believed that Shi Tao and Xu Shu were the main targets of this assassination attempt, since the whole affair had been stirred up because of them.

“You bastard, you don’t know what’s good for you.” The bearded man, seeing that Song Tianji ignored him, stepped forward and slapped him hard across the face, determined to teach Song a lesson for repeatedly disobeying and force him to hand over the money.

From a distance, Ming You turned back only to realize that Han Xiao’s spirit had left his body. In haste, he cast a protective formation around Han Xiao’s body, guarding him anxiously.

Totoro was also extremely worried. The mutations of the Chaotic Heaven-Devouring Dragon Body were far too many—everything had been their own conjecture, never tested in practice. Even though Ye Wushuang had simulated it countless times, there were still many uncertainties.

“Ye Huan… what’s wrong with you?” Ying Luo sensed a trace of abnormality in Ye Huan and asked with concern.

Buzz! Just as Long Zhan’s treasured sword was about to pierce Wu Tian’s heart, a faint blue ripple of energy flashed and instantly enveloped Wu Tian’s entire body. The sword struck the energy ripple and bounced back immediately.

Ye Xuan shot her a glare, but for the moment she really didn’t know where to begin looking, so she could only turn to Bai Nanxing.

“Let them investigate all they want, they won’t find anything anyway. By the way, didn’t that Happy Land Group say they support their country’s opposition to China’s policies? Then why does the higher-up still want to help them?” Wu Tian asked.

“Stay where you are!” Green Gown surged forward with all her strength, rapidly chasing her opponent. After merging with her spirit beast, her power and speed had increased tremendously. Catching up to a fleeing enemy was now child’s play.

“We hope you’ll keep your promise to us.” Yin Da’s expression was sour as he raised his head and addressed Yu Zhanzi of the Firmament Sect. “The Firmament Sect always keeps its word. Mr. Yin, there’s no need to doubt our credibility,” Yu Zhanzi replied coldly, his gaze as icy as his tone.

At Ye Fengling’s command, he too shot into the air, darting madly into the darkness ahead.

Violet Academy, the central hillside garden, was also the area codenamed E—an unclaimed zone in this battle.

Old Goat pried up a floorboard, took out the wine bottle Xie Tong had just hidden, and casually tossed it out the window. This time, a barely visible blue glow lingered on the bottle.

But now, Chen Xuan regarded her only as a younger sister—meaning the warmth that once belonged to her would henceforth belong to Li Yixuan.

In truth, Sun Wuyou also felt that Ling’er didn’t possess such overwhelming strength, but he had truly been beaten into fear by her. He no longer wanted to face Ling’er, nor to experience that feeling of his life being threatened again.

While we were smoking, we suddenly heard the foreign priest shouting in the corridor.

After Ning Xiju slaughtered three more cities, he came to a halt. The entire sky to the northwest was tinged a dark red, the thick clouds clinging together like broth. At the edge of these blood clouds sat Ning Xiju in white, on a mountaintop, behind him an empty city, with only a few black specks circling and wailing in the sky.

Upon hearing that Major Eagle Mori had handed command over to them, Mitsuaki Kagei and Takeshi Noda immediately bowed in satisfaction.

“Just a friend, nothing to worry about.” Kay’s words were vague, clearly unwilling to reveal who the friend was.

“Human Emperor, by my reckoning, it’s been nearly a hundred years since we last met.” The Demon Emperor smiled amiably.

At that moment, Tai, who was also seated cross-legged in the void, did not open his eyes. He simply waved a hand, sending a beam of golden light into Ye Chu’s sea of consciousness, without saying a word, still immersed in his enlightenment. The others, though aware of Ye Chu’s arrival, likewise did not awaken.

As for the guests dining and drinking, when they opened their mouths and spat out spiders, the human skins collapsed limply onto the ground.

The robust old man smiled faintly at these words, then took out a white handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

As long as the trial did not end, the merit of his “Heaven Tribulation” would not descend. Yet neither the world nor the Myriad Spirits’ Eye, which represented all living beings, wished for him to wield the tribulation.

After speaking, the three flashed over to Xu Tian, trapping him in the center in a triad formation.

To summarize, the Qilin Martial Hall was mainly divided into three factions: the radicals, the conservatives, and the neutrals. At present, the radicals held the upper hand, suppressing the conservatives, who, unwilling to submit, were constantly seeking opportunities to strike back.

Although he felt guilty, Ye Chu had never regretted the matter of "Heaven Tribulation." For if there was a tribulation, perhaps one innocent life would be lost—but if not, it would be billions. For this, he had never once felt remorse.

Nami and Smoker’s eyes both flashed with a radiant light, their faces adorned with confident smiles.

Moreover, this long arrow was crafted with extraordinary skill: the shaft clearly made from the finest hardwood, smooth and gleaming. No ordinary blade could possibly cut it in one stroke. Even someone as reckless as Li Damu dared not act rashly now.

When he received the refreshing lemon tea from Lin Yi, he held it like coffee, yet the taste was surprisingly delightful—crisp and astonishing, leaving one refreshed and amazed.