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Before they died, all of those people claimed that they had never known Lin Lin. Qu Feng did not care whether it was true or not and simply continued killing.

Zhao Cheng was the captain, and on the ship his word was law. Since everyone had wanted to relax anyway, the moment the news spread, the whole ship erupted in wild cheers.

Mo Xing secretly hoped they might encounter someone carrying a Heaven-Opening Divine Token. If they did, he would not mind taking it by force. Unfortunately, despite traveling all this way, they had not seen a single golden pillar of light.

Huang Moli still wanted to indulge in some gossip, but after spotting the golf course landmark close by, she finally obediently sat back down.

“In truth, it is only because we have grown weaker. Otherwise, even if their aggression were increased ten thousandfold, it would still be useless.” Ruoyi did not share Moyan’s sighs. After all, she had never played with genes.

After two years in the military, Zhao Cheng’s culinary skills had declined somewhat. His knife work, at least, was no longer as good as before, but his fundamentals remained intact. He prepared eight dishes: stir-fried tomatoes with eggs, twice-cooked pork, sea bass drizzled with scallion oil, beef brisket braised with potatoes, shredded potatoes with green peppers, kung pao chicken, sweet-and-sour pork, and stir-fried broccoli. He also made a soup of leafy greens and shredded meat.

After taking quite a while to process it, Yan Hongyi finally said with an exasperated expression, “So, putting it bluntly, this guy came looking for trouble simply because he was bored?”

Harley immediately slipped into the stairwell and reached the man’s door in less than a minute. Ni Ya opened it and let him in.

By evening, the uneasiness in Song Min’s chest had grown increasingly pronounced, coming in waves. The pressure made it difficult for her to breathe, and she leaned against the sofa with one hand pressed to her chest.

Su Yinghua did not place much importance on his own strength or family background, but he knew that Su Yinghua’s parents, as well as his grandfather, certainly cared about his status and position.

Most people were holding something in their hands: horns for cheering, plastic clappers for applauding, or placards bearing the names of the contestants they supported. Young people these days were truly passionate. The atmosphere was so intense that it felt exactly like watching a concert.

Whether it was luck or strength, Shangguan Fei could only smile bitterly to himself. When he thought of the other experts, he realized that each of them had spent an entire lifetime exhausting their hearts and minds in study and cultivation before achieving substantial progress in their realms.

“Other than Bai Feng and Duan Yan, how much do the rest of you know about your opponents?” Jiang Yi surveyed the several young people before him and asked solemnly.

“We are from the Mercenary Guild. This is our vice president. We came here this time because we wish to establish a branch of the Mercenary Guild. Please inform the authorities,” the mercenary stated his purpose directly.

“Haha, I simply cannot stand the sight of you. Is that not enough? But you even dared to touch a guest of the Xia family, so do not accuse me of meddling blindly.” Xia Jinlong sneered. After listening to Xidie, Xia Jinlong had felt uneasy and come out to take a look. When he sensed spiritual energy fluctuating here, he hurried over.

Li Tianyi was overjoyed. Naturally, he understood what Yi Chuan meant, since he had only this one weapon left, and even it was damaged. He handed the sword to Yi Chuan.

This worked out perfectly. With Raul as a scapegoat, things became lively indeed. In the end, Bivis simply closed his eyes and stopped caring. Whoever came to him was told, “Help me teach those two a lesson, and I will grant you a noble title.” Even the king was rendered helpless. As for the people beneath him, they could do nothing but hide.

Once someone escaped, Tianyi City was so vast, with countless winding streets and alleyways, that recapturing them would be extremely difficult. Thus, even the streets where the new recruits slept within the city had been remodeled by Li Tianyi. They were completely sealed off, with only a single door remaining.

“Things are not looking good. There are more and more green-crystal monsters,” Zhao Zhongguo observed as he surveyed the battlefield.

As he pondered this, the Myriad Demons Heavenly Venerable sensed Lei Yi’s presence and freed one hand to block him. Unexpectedly, the Lei Yi standing there suddenly transformed into several streaks of lightning. In the next instant, the real Lei Yi appeared beside the Myriad Demons Heavenly Venerable’s left waist.

They were unwilling to offend Logar too deeply. It was best to say nothing whenever possible. At worst, if a real battle broke out later, they could appear to fight without exerting themselves. That way, they could ensure their own safety without offending Logar too severely.

“Also, on this day next month, another batch of First-grade Life Restoration Powder will be put up for sale. I have personally witnessed its effects. They are simply the work of ghosts and gods. If I get the chance, I will certainly bid for a portion,” Elder Mo said, drawing everyone’s attention.

Zhang Yang felt a sharp pain in his finger, as though it had been struck by a bull’s horn, and his body involuntarily staggered back two steps.

Inside the sacred hall, Shui Mo Cang addressed Sha Fuli. “Your Majesty!” He neither knelt nor bowed, but simply stood there.

The attacks of both sides collided with a thunderous crash. A tremendous explosion erupted, flames flew in every direction, and black radiance surged and flickered. Waves of primordial energy roared outward for more than fifty meters, spreading throughout the entire stone chamber. The energy around the spectators’ bodies flashed one after another, yet the astonishment on their faces did not diminish.

In reality, this arrangement gave the Four Sects, Three Schools, and Imperial Court an opportunity, because more than eighty percent of the world’s outstanding talents came from those factions. As for the independent cultivators, they could only seethe in silence. They had no one to blame but themselves for failing to produce a grandson blessed with extraordinary talent.

“Hey, what is wrong with you, boss? You took it out, so why did you put it back?” Hu Cicheng scolded from the side.