Chapter 44: Gambling Until Red-Eyed

At this moment, the person before him turned his head with a gentle smile. Perhaps the lighting was too soft, but it instantly filled his heart with a profound sense of timeless eternity.

Putting down the phone, Xia Zeyu pondered quietly. He did not believe that restaurant had any compromising leverage in Xia Zhiqing’s hands. He wondered if she simply wanted to dine there and, unable to secure a reservation, had called him for that reason alone.

Wang Dong had only managed to speak a single sentence before his ears were completely flooded by Chu Xin’s non-stop chatter. True to being a future great detective, she could deduce whether he was sick purely from the tone of his voice.

"This... this beast has been pierced by a hundred swords and yet is completely unharmed?" The members of the five sects all drastically changed color, and some even cried out in alarm.

The Snail clansman was still struggling fiercely, making strange noises in its throat. Luo Li felt that the sound resembled a pot of boiling soup bubbling away, low and heavy, causing a rather uncomfortable vibration in the chest.

"I know what you are thinking. Rest assured, Great Rock City did not harbor that fellow because they belong to different factions. The factional struggles among those mysterious forces are severe, and this Great Rock City should be under the direct jurisdiction of Viderkochen," Liu Fen chuckled softly.

This news had not initially caused much of a stir in the medical community because new drugs were constantly being introduced, and this was not targeted at any intractable disease.

In the night sky, a thousand long swords suddenly vibrated, their radiance surging intensely as they condensed a thousand sword glows to slash down from the air.

"Uh, you agreed even before I told you what the job is? Aren't you afraid your brother might sell you off?" Chen Feng amusedly asked.

She had good taste? Wang Dong desperately wanted to say that Xia Zhiqing’s taste was on par with someone from the nineteen-seventies, but seeing his mother’s smile, he prudently shut his mouth, wanting to see what kind of performance Xia Zhiqing would put on today.

The rule of the fruit exhibition was simply for Zhang Jun to hand the fruit over to the staff member and fill out his information on a form.

Li Chu asked with a laugh, a pair of dark, heavy eye bags hanging beneath his drooping eyelids, not to mention he kept yawning—clearly, he had not slept a wink over the past few days.

Sigilyph flew high into the air, bathing in the energy of the flames. Then, Sigilyph absorbed all the radiating fire back into its body.

The viper’s primary attacks relied on speed and venom, and its pair of fangs were exceptionally sharp, chilling the hearts of anyone who looked at them.

Activating the Four Steps Without Shadow with the move "Flash Like Lightning," Ah Hai flickered and arrived right before the jackal. With his left hand, he executed "Monstrous Waves," surging with overwhelming momentum like ten thousand galloping horses; with his right hand, he used "Creating Waves Without Wind," appearing as calm as ordinary water with no visible lethality.

Zhiqiang was from Henan and had also moved to Xi'an with his parents. Yuelue had shown me and Lulu the chat logs between Zhiqiang and her, and none of us formed a very good impression of him.

Tonight's Yangzhou City was destined to become turbulent and shrouded in a reign of bloodshed and slaughter because of Ling Yi's single fire.

Qi Xiu trembled with escalating agitation, hurriedly kowtowing repeatedly. Allowing the blood from his forehead to drip onto the stone slab, he kept slamming his head against the ground in silence.

At first, things were fine; neither paid any attention to the other, and they actually coexisted peacefully. However, after barely a quarter of an hour, Mu Xun felt an itch and a stinging sensation on his right arm. Not paying much heed, he scratched it and continued to focus on observing the surrounding movements.

The most crucial part was that Zhao Qing felt a chilly draft on his buttocks where he sat on the stool, completely devoid of any scraps of fabric on his body. Fortunately, there were hardly any people around, otherwise, others would surely have taken him for a pervert.

Clearly, they had no idea this was primordial spirit power, given that their clan was incapable of cultivating a primordial spirit.

"This... is this reliable?" Mu Wangtian looked at Duanjiang Mingyao, frowning slightly. Was dragging such a person into their partnership right or wrong?

Back then, Ye Qiu had already told her that he had a wife, and it was she who had blindly barged into his life. Speaking of which, she had only brought this upon herself and could blame no one else.

"Alright then, Master, this disciple only wishes to bring honor to you sooner," Zhang San said with a sycophantic smile, then massaged Master Tang's shoulders and beat his legs until he finally took a rest.

Cash integration suited his intentions better. If he were to trade using Dark City chips, converting them back into cash at the entrance would incur quite a hefty processing fee.

As for "Old Xiao" from the Evil Phase Sect, let alone him, every member of the Compassion Heaven Cult I encountered was overpoweringly formidable.

Yet upon seeing the infant spirits manifesting around Huamei, the Taoist Han Banxian across from her merely snorted and gently extended his palm, which instantly became wreathed in a hazy yellow *qi*.

I figured this fellow must have gathered all the items required for divination. The more items related to the person being divined that were used in this holographic retro-calculation, the more precise the divination would be.

Wang Bo suddenly opened his eyes, evidently startling the ghost deity. She was overjoyed that the mortals below had delivered such an exquisite spirit body for her to devour, yet she never expected this spirit body to be capable of opening its eyes.

The door opened, and an old man greeted everyone to step inside. He was the Uncle Li whom Big Bold Li had mentioned.

Whenever anyone dared to trespass into the array without authorization, the rigged grand array would leave a trace of malevolent Qi on the trespasser for tracking purposes.

Regret, self-reproach, guilt... Countless emotions intertwined, ultimately condensing into those falling teardrops.

If Wu Chong racked his brains, he might find a way to escape from here, but with a father whose leg was injured, fleeing was an absolute impossibility. He closed his eyes in agony—were he and his father destined to die here?

"Brother Haonan, Brother Haonan..." Licheng Haonan's thoughts were truly inscrutable. Even to this day, Wu Chong had no idea whether Licheng Haonan still loved Gu Xiaobei.