Chapter 129: It Is All Your Nonsense – Please Vote with Diamonds

Cao Mang stowed away the blood pool and the blanket, then handed the Heaven-Swallowing Pot to Su Yun.

"Once you two reach the Imperial Capital, use whatever means necessary to fill this pot with food."

Mu Chunfen looked curious. "Isn't it easy to fill a pot this small?"

Cao Mang chuckled and guided her mental energy to probe the interior space of the pot, leaving her utterly stunned.

...

Fei Ruibin intentionally kept him alive rather than finishing him off, purely to continue squeezing him for money. Would it not be easy to kill him? But sometimes, living is far more agonizing than dying, and keeping an opponent alive can be more useful than letting them die.

Xu Yifeng reached out and grasped Gong Xianxian’s hand, clutching it tightly as if he would never let go if he held on.

Lin Fan had a splitting headache. The more he learned, the more he felt that the Yanhu Sect was not only beset by internal strife and external threats and the chaos caused by the Heavenly God Sect, but even the City Lords and the disciples guarding the cities were ignoring it all. They truly deserved to die.

This time, the Hegemony Sect did not intervene in the Cao family affair. In the eyes of the Seven Elders, although Zhao Yu’s handling of the situation was somewhat immature, it was still a relatively appropriate approach.

However, he was cursing inwardly. He thought he was heading to the Realm of True Immortals; why on earth was he thinking of the Sacred Hall Sect now?

Long Pingfan could only fly out of the encirclement. Blood flowed incessantly from his abdomen; he hurriedly swallowed a healing pill and circulated his true energy to staunch the bleeding, though his face remained deathly pale.

Before long, a figure descended from the sky. The man was clad in black, wearing a black mask that revealed only his eyes. Those black eyes were particularly terrifying. Had Dai Linran not been present, many would likely have assumed the newcomer was a wicked cultivator.

In his view, it wasn’t that Xu Feng had been hiding his strength earlier; rather, the Shandong Gold Club had swapped in a backup point guard inferior to him, which allowed Xu Feng to seize the opportunity to perform. If he were to step on the court, Xu Feng would undoubtedly be silenced immediately.

To attack the Techno-Beast from above and strike the crystal core, one had to pierce through its head. The Techno-Beast’s defensive capabilities were formidable; Gao Fei’s "Hundred Swords Like a Waterfall" was merely a probing strike—he never expected that one attack to slay the creature.

The fans watching the livestream fell silent as they saw the distortion on Xu Feng’s face. They could not imagine the level of pain this man was enduring to play the game, nor could they fathom how indispensable basketball was to his very existence.

It was the kind of connection where he didn't need to ask anything to feel her pain and the despair of someone who no longer found life worth living.

"That’s not difficult?" Deputy General Lin’s mouth hung agape as he stared at the man in the wheelchair as if he were a monster.

Having finished her task, she turned to leave, but the person who should have been lying quietly on the sofa suddenly reached out and grabbed her.

"It’s useless to cry poverty to me." Liu Jing looked at her with amusement. "Don't think I don't know about the business you and Xie Jiming are running together; you’ve already made a fortune." She wore the expression of someone who was richer than anyone else yet still insisted on claiming to be poor.

Unfortunately, although the immediate obstacles had been overcome, he still reserved a measure of fear for potential threats.

"Who—who are you?" Deep shock surfaced in Tian Hu’s eyes as he looked at Lin Jian, who sat smiling on the sofa, his voice trembling ever so slightly.

Pang Tong had arrived in the vicinity of Luoyang the day after Lu Bu entered the pass, but he knew that the dozen or so factions would not act in unison. If they saw him arriving with the Tiger Warriors, they would certainly refuse to listen to his explanation and would treat him as an accomplice of Lu Bu.

Some ignorant Electric Sprite—who knows how his brain was wired—was still at it during such a moment. While Ling and Yu were both worried about Mu Xuanchen, this sprite was still there prattling on about why Ling shouldn't have gotten married.