Volume One, Chapter Ninety-Five: The Enemy Spy Ring Did It!

I pretended to hand the flowers back as though it meant nothing, and naturally I pressed the card face-down on the table.

Just as the two were arguing, a bell rang from the valley entrance. Soon after, Deputy Sect Master Ma led several senior figures of the sect inside.

Yu Zitong gazed at the entrance of the main hall for a long while, and at last could no longer restrain himself. He raised his right hand.

The earth was a bleak yellow, as if scorched by raging fire. Sand and dust swept across an endless wasteland, where one could make out the wreckage of some enormous warship-like vessel.

This had been specially prepared by Fang Yin for Wang Jie. So that Wang Jie could study with peace of mind, she had even bought a computer, making it easy for him to look things up.

Li Feiyu had originally thought it would be nothing more than a simple livestream, and that at most he would be content with a few gifts and tips. He had not expected there to be earnings as well.

Master Ming’s empowerment in a dream had changed the course of his life. Life is often like this: in a single instant, your future may be turned upside down.

Xiao Heng took A Lang’s hand and led him toward the other side of the road, gripping it with unprecedented force, clearly unwilling to let A Lang out of his sight for even a moment.

The secret passage in the sleeping quarters of Clear Garden led to the room where He Yi had once lived in the He residence. Lan Jing had told him that long ago. Si Kou Xi believed Lan Xiao would never forget the He residence, so she could not delay. She had to leave before Lan Xiao uncovered the He residence.

Feeling the other’s enthusiasm, Li Xuan awkwardly touched the hat on his head, still somewhat unaccustomed to it. Compared with Wang He’s wild flailing as he rushed inside, he looked rather at a loss.

Because there were many people, Lord Shouxing had altered a billiard table, covering it with felt. He had originally thought they would play cards or something of the sort, but the boss who had proposed setting up a gambling table had brought over a set of mahjong tiles and said they should draw tiles.

Han Jingrui was a top-tier expert to begin with. Even if Liu Xiazi said nothing, he knew when opportunities came, and how could he possibly miss one now?

“This is a good plan. You all wait here for a moment. I’ll go ask Heimdall, and by the way see whether Father has returned.” Thor stood and said.

Mo Zili placed the ashen-faced Qing Jiu upon the couch, reached out to undo the acupoints she had sealed herself, restoring the flow of her blood and qi. Then he poured a great amount of immortal energy into her; that energy condensed into threads and flew into her shoulder bones, setting the shattered bones back into place before firmly fusing them there.

“Damn it!” The barbarian was struck by three arrows in a row, yet he did not even catch a glimpse of Vayne’s shadow, and immediately flew into a rage.

“You’ve been lying in ambush for so long—what exactly is your plot? Is it just to overthrow S.H.I.E.L.D.? We’re already in the twenty-first century. Can’t you let go of hatred from decades ago? Must you fight until one side is dead?” Coulson went on.

“Hey, who kicked me!” Ning Caichen tumbled back in a somersault, and two figures emerged from the Ghost Gate.

Barton Bemstar circled behind Black King, firing several fireballs from its forehead. They blasted Black King so that it kept surging forward, only to collide perfectly with X’s Gomora Shockwave.

Seeing their appearance, Tian Ci understood what was happening. It turned out these people were lowlifes from the underworld, lusting after Tang Yan’s beauty. It seemed Tang Yan would be acting in the name of heaven today. Tian Ci now had the measure of it and settled down, deciding to watch the show.

A thunderous roar shook the heavens. A frenzied figure stood upon the mountain peak, and the enormous palm imprint blazed with tangible light as though it could pierce the blue sky. The boundless expanse trembled, and wind and clouds surged into reverse. The sight before them left Wang Meng and the others as though petrified.

Yet heaven and earth have their laws and order; realms may not interfere with one another, or they will incur the punishment of the Heavenly Way. If the Chaos Ice Demon and the Skeleton Demon King came from some other, higher world, then why were they able to act so recklessly in the mortal realm?

That terrifying power flashed and vanished, yet it seemed capable of blasting apart the universe in all directions. The majesty of a Holy King and his supreme might were laid bare without reservation.

As if seeing through Dongfang Xiya’s doubts, Evil Moon could not help but smile faintly. Then, with a turn of his right hand, several more star-bright fruits appeared in his palm—precisely the finest Star Fruits, and in no small number, no fewer than ten.

To say that the eight imperial dynasties of the Eight Great Emperors in the Boundless Plane would give up the dynastic foundations they controlled in exchange for Xu Huai’s Taixu Universe core—there were probably at least half who would agree.

Only a deafening explosion rang out as a mountain peak, towering ten thousand meters high, was severed cleanly at the waist. In an instant, heaven and earth lurched, stones and boulders cascaded down, and the stillness of the night was shattered at once.

But just as Chen Xuan bent down, he sprang back upright and fixed his eyes on Wu Jun.

Without the slightest hesitation, he beat his dragon wings and shot into the sky in an instant, flying toward the Chaos Beast.

The water is far, the clouds are distant, and through the mortal world how many gray hairs have our clasped hands brought us? The beloved is gone, the beauty has aged; for whom do the dim lamp and tearful candle still flow? Spring blossoms fall, the moon hangs like a hook, and a solitary shadow keeps me company, bearing my parting sorrow.

Peace was no more. Floating Cloud Peak, now riddled with holes and wounds, exuded a suffocating oppression. Yet after the old monk entered and the ethereal Buddhist chant drifted forth, the world seemed to clear. The Wind Nether Heaven also vanished.

One bright, one dim, as though two exquisite petals of light, began slowly drawing together. Qing Yun seized the moment, and the power of the cosmic vortex instantly spread outward. With that final push, he forced the two soul jades together, merging them wholly into one.

Xu Lei nodded. Team Leader Zhao said, “I’ll head back to the team at once and have people split up and go down there.” Team Leader Zhao and the investigator left.

“No reason. Just playing with you. Once the game is over, it’s over,” Wu Ping said indifferently.

Seeing him make such a gesture, Pei Anna smiled lightly and said, “I thought you couldn’t bear to let me go. Fine, keep all your enthusiasm for our next meeting.” With that, she left in high heels, every step deliberately grand.

The master leaned forward slightly, like the opening cleave of Pangu splitting heaven and earth. A powerful aura began to press toward Han Yu. Han Yu knew the master was using his true skill now, and he dared not be careless. He unleashed his full aura as well.

“Don’t worry about whether it’s hard. Just teach me. I have a way to learn it all and integrate everything. Believe me!” Qing Yun said with unwavering resolve.

“Dreaming Ting! Please, promise me!” the man holding the flowers shouted at the doorway, and the boys behind him joined in the jeering and heckling.

After that, the young man began making arrangements for opening a shop selling decorative materials in Tieling, but because the funds were difficult to secure, the idea was put on hold for the time being.

Xiao Yang’er felt as though struck by a bolt from the blue. She knew Pei Anna was no good, and that she had once used her to carry messages in order to scheme against Ya Ya, but she had never imagined she could be this thoroughly wicked, even capable of kidnapping. Back then, they had been the closest of sisters—how had things come to this?