Chapter 47

Ning Yuan said he had been saved by a wandering immortal and had learned many skills from him over the past three years. Yet, based on intuition, Wang Yao was nearly certain that the glowing orb contained the treasure buried beneath the very mountain before him.

Previously, the situation at Battlefield No. 7 had been extremely perilous. Xu Yueqing could not take risks, so all transportation resources were allocated to experts and promising martial arts seeds within the base, sending them to safer locations. This way, even if disaster struck, a spark of hope would remain.

With a slight nod, Liu Yuting entered Wang Yao’s room, while Wang Yao stepped outside, walking alongside Liu Yong. As Liu Yuting quietly closed the door behind them, their conversation began beneath the moonlight.

Once Tan Jiale broke through to the early innate warrior stage, if the two were to face off, Wang Yao knew he would be outmatched in sheer strength.

In any case, this was a matter of refusing to relent, a personal vendetta demanding justice—no amount of appeasement would suffice.

Besides, there was a special effect that mid-grade spirit stones possessed, which low-grade stones lacked, causing their value to soar despite a lack of market demand.

The Carefree Venerable said, “I didn’t expect you to practice the Heavenly Star Technique. No wonder you’re so bold before me. Looks like I’ve had bad luck—this fool was better off left to his fate.” With a spread of his wings, he soared into the sky.

Jiu Zhu hastily broke free from his bonds and flew to stand beside Miyako, watching warily as the ninjas surrounded them on all sides.

But astonishingly, not a single tear fell from her eyes; instead, her eye sockets were suffused with countless bloodshot veins, the whites terrifyingly reddened.

“Answer him in a hundred years,” Enwei said, ignoring the unspoken question. She began warming up, simultaneously checking her weaponry in preparation for the imminent assassination attempt.

Jiang Lingyi felt uncertain, unsure if Heng Wu could save her. Since the attack was from Ling Ze’s faction, she thought this way. Had it been merely demons or another group pursuing Ling Yiyao, she would not have doubted.

Jiang Lingyi smiled faintly. “Thank you, you great leakers. I’ll accept this celestial-grade artifact, the Red Feather Whip.”

Being lifeless, in that instant, Jiang Mian seized the opportunity to slam it harshly against the wall.

Some perished; others transformed into valiant soldiers; some grasped the true meaning of comradeship. As the sun swiftly set over the battlefield along the Dingyuan County official road, the curtain began to fall.

The simplest explanation was that they had uncovered it. How? Only that there had been suspicions beforehand.

Irritated, he tugged at the damp grass clinging to him, then retreated to a corner to cultivate his skills.

With his magic power, once the Southern Abyss Spiritual Fire was unleashed, it stretched like an overwhelming net, imprisoning all sides; the agile figure of the woman in black could not escape.

It was as if he had voiced the sentiments of all the execution observers. So many high-ranking officials, so many administrators, yet not one had the sense to rebuke him.

Number Two clearly realized he had been outwitted by Mu Xiecheng, but did not mind much. In his view, Mu Xiecheng was mediocre, just somewhat lucky. His own martial skill was not outstanding, but he believed he was more than capable of dealing with Mu Xiecheng.

Therefore, although Duan Mu Cuo desperately wanted to kill, reality forced his hand.

“That’s wonderful. I trust you. As long as you can restore my health, I’ll do anything,” Luo Qixiang said happily. Up until now, she had finally begun to trust Liu Fei.

There was no time to ponder the world beneath his feet. Yi Tianchen glanced around eagerly, surprised to find some vines nearby.

So far, neither management nor the owner had placed any demands on the team’s performance. Yet Stephen and the coaching staff felt the pressure—if they did not start winning, they would disappoint the many supportive fans.

Hearing Yan Lin’s nearly despairing voice, this upright and loyal warrior was almost crushed by anxiety, nearly impulsively revealing the truth to Yan Lin.

Once Han Zihe regained consciousness, Chu Zheng carefully recounted to him everything Lin Baiyi had said earlier.

The consequences were clearly beyond the Shen family’s capacity to bear. Moreover, angering such a formidable rival because of Luo Qixiang would bring no benefit to the Shen family.

After Yang Weiwei’s instructions, we packed our luggage. Since we were flying, there were strict limitations on what we could bring.

At the Grand Duke Palace, Tai Sui seized the moment. A swift shadow passed, wounding Tian Wu with a sword strike, then a palm separated the two of them.

Immortal Jade Princess looked up at the sky, noting the clear weather and white clouds partially veiling the sun. This gesture ignited the fierce battle lust burning within the war god.

Qi Xuanyi’s palms intertwined with thunderous energy; the Five Thunder Extreme Hand suddenly burst forth. The thunderous force clashed around them, shaking everyone’s primordial spirits. Their faces turned pale, yet the shock awakened their souls. Seeing Qi Xuanyi, they settled cross-legged, restoring their cultivation and magical power.

Cloud Trace suddenly turned, spotting the beloved standing by his side. The brief, stunning glance was eternally engraved in his heart.

Qi Xuanyi crushed a precious orb in his hand. It emitted a blood-red aura that instantly enveloped the entire azure vine ball.

She blinked, neither agreeing nor refusing, curling tightly in Li Yuanhao’s arms, clutching him tightly. Li Yuanhao bent down, kissing her hair gently, smiling faintly.

Hua Jiaoniang understood her meaning, inwardly admiring the performance. Even if Zhao Wanwan died for her cause, it would not compare to the timely arrival of the sunflower water she now held.

At this moment, the scenery was like a painting: the sea and sky pure and azure. The glow of sunset bathed the horizon in vibrant colors; vast waves surged mightily, tides rising and falling through the ages.

Qi Xuanyi returned to the Qi family auction house and entered the Snow Treasure Palace. There, she unfurled the Pure Yang Scripture. Written by the Pure Yang Medicinal Immortal, it detailed numerous methods for refining medicine and elixirs. Though Qi Xuanyi had seen much, this scripture clarified many previously obscure points.