Volume One, Chapter 21: Canceling Each Other Out?

“I…”

Jiang Yao opened her mouth but didn’t know how to explain. The great undertaking she was about to embark on, the ambitions she dared not reveal to outsiders—how could ordinary mortals comprehend such matters?

“Seven Kill, go hold him back! Damn it, why pick anyone else but that fat bastard to lock inside? Isn’t this nonsense?” Ouyang Jue shot a glare at Optimus Prime before shouting at the others.

“Hey, Ouyang, Optimus Prime has been standing at the front, holding off the monsters. That necklace—if he likes it, let him wear it. I don’t think anyone minds,” Yanran stepped forward, speaking on behalf of Optimus Prime.

“I agree too…” Mu Yi also voiced his opinion. He had never witnessed such a scene before, and seized this rare opportunity to meet the group.

When the morning sun first cast a vibrant red glow over the eastern horizon, the world was still shrouded in darkness. The door to a wooden house in the Zhou family courtyard quietly opened, and a tall figure stepped out, closing the door behind him.

“Venusaur, Mountain Press,” A Yan urgently called out, eyeing the Jolteon rushing toward Venusaur.

He had heard that Lan Rongyue had survived a near-death ordeal, and for an entire month, no news had come from the Moon Palace. She had recovered, but her body seemed more delicate than before.

“There’s even this kind of explosive? Impressive.” Long Ci had already identified it as a type of soil-compressing dynamite, used before the catastrophe for underground construction. Of course, many criminals also used it for tunnel and tomb robberies.

Upon hearing the distinctive footsteps of Ji Caidao, A Jiao quickly closed her mouth. She knew well that trouble often comes from careless speech. Fortunately, the hurried Ji Caidao had not caught what she said.

As Zhou Tian’s Thunderstorm Technique spun wildly, the energy from the Inferno Pill in his esophagus and stomach was refined by his true qi. The true qi then circulated through his meridians and returned to the dantian once more.

“Yes.” Wen Yuko stepped behind the white curtain and gave a slight nod to the masked Jade.

Chu Tianze and Fang Ziyun smiled, saying it was alright, but in their hearts, a special feeling toward Fenghua Island began to take shape.

A determined light shone in Chu Tianze’s eyes. He spread his arms wide, and behind him, colossal golden and crimson figures materialized.

“Hehe, Zihu, you’re just overthinking. Your tea is the same as Shao’s—brewed together. Shall we swap?” Yuan Shao raised the cup he was about to drink from.

A strange environment, unfamiliar faces, and the immense pressure of Panlong City unsettled her. She could only force herself to train relentlessly to forget it all.

I came here with the intention of watching the show, never expecting to fight desperately inside this building.

If you hadn’t attacked my bodyguard earlier, I wouldn’t have realized we could encounter the heir of the Old Ghost Doctor here.

“My hero is doomed. If you don’t leave now, you’re doomed too!” Yang Yunfeng hurriedly said, “We underestimated the Dream Team; their strength is no ordinary matter!”

After hearing the commotion outside, Shen Jing called for the attendants, asked a few questions, and then forced a bitter smile as he struggled to sit up. He then got out of bed and headed outside.

Besides those sincerely invited to join the team, some people came voluntarily upon hearing news of the Wang War. They valued the strategic location of the Guangyan Miao Yao Kingdom, believing that its borderland position offered greater security.

But did the main gods within this silver realm know about all this? And what did it have to do with surviving on a deserted island?