Chapter 67: Unbearable Visitors Arrive

Running into Jing Pengcheng and Xu Jingzhe early in the morning, Xie Jinyu hardly knew what expression to wear in the face of Jing Pengcheng's overwhelming enthusiasm.

Her smile froze on her face, while a glimmer of inquiry surfaced in her eyes.

"You say I am your daughter, what proof do you have?"

Xie Jinyu tossed the question right back at Jing Pengcheng.

Jing Pengcheng retrieved an album, showed it to Xie Jinyu, and said, "You look identical to my beloved when she was young."

"That still—"

Suddenly, the roar of a fierce tiger, the shrill cries of three three-headed spirit-devouring eagles, and the majestic call of the Vermilion Bird shattered the silence of the realm once again.

"What do you have in your hand?" Liu Ergou was deeply displeased now. Having finally made a name for himself and wanting to show off, wasn't this a blatant slap in the face?

A stock forum user had published a post analyzing that Starlight Technology possessed a massive cash reserve. There was no way such a large sum of money was simply sitting idle; it was undoubtedly going to be used to acquire other companies to strengthen Starlight Technology's business operations and technologies.

"How on earth did the Blood-Prison Corpse Fiend kept by my Tianshui clan suddenly vanish?" Lord Tianshui's expression had been sullen all the way from the moment they entered the secret passage until they reached the blood pool.

The mother and son finally ascended to the Nine Heavens, and upon ascension, they tracked down Yuan Beidou's location directly.

The tables and chairs in the room rotted away in an instant, as if they had weathered countless years of erosion.

"Hiss—" Duan Pengfei stood up, patted his head, and froze abruptly. "My hand, what on earth is going on here?" His right hand remained suspended mid-air, completely frozen. He could not comprehend why his right arm was perfectly intact wasn't it supposed to be encased in ice crystals?

Though Zhong Wuchang excelled in soul arts, his footwork was certainly no match for his. Furthermore, Tang Lichuan was restricted by the formation used to refine the saintly blood and could not move an inch. As for Tang Lichuan's subordinates, they were worthless trash who couldn't possibly block his path.

Easier said than done. To grow stronger as quickly as possible, Duan Pengfei hardened his heart, sliced his finger open with his saber, and let a stream of hot blood slowly spread across the blade.

A jet of flames erupted from his palm, wrapping around Lou Tinglei's severed body and instantly setting it ablaze.

As time passed, the fateful date of the 512 incident drew closer, yet the Ba Snake system had failed to analyze substantial data regarding an impending earthquake in Sichuan. Perhaps there were some abnormal data points in Sichuan, but without a sufficient volume and match rate, a disaster could not be easily predicted.

The next day, Daliu and Shuliping collected their military pay—their sole purpose for coming to Yecheng was to draw their pay so they could head west—and then bade farewell to Fan Lihua, Mu Guiying, and the others, leading the barbarian cavalry troop westward.

Right at that moment, Chu Jiangyuan also drew a glowing, translucent bead from his storage pouch.

Qian Duoduo and Shao Qi joined forces to carry all three of them onto the bed, and Qian Duoduo rushed out to wake the elders of the Witch Doctor Sect who had already turned in for the night.

The dense crowds of spectators on both banks reached an instantaneous climax upon seeing the galloping procession of dragons, and soared to yet another peak the moment massive warships slowly emerged at the mouth of the Dagu River.

"Very well, let's drink a toast, and tomorrow training begins!" Lin Zhuo raised a large bowl, liquid spilling everywhere as he drank with unbridled heroism.

Witnessing this scene, the foreign cultivators who had previously acted so arrogant and domineering lost all their aggressive swagger, their faces turning dark one by one.

Eventually, Wang Tian could no longer resist the rebound force of the bent spear, and was knocked backward by its recoil.

"Actually, you don't need to mind it; at least I don't care," Leng Yi said with a smile, lowering his head to gently kiss Fei Ye's cold lips.

With that, he returned to Tian Ni's room, found a pair of slightly looser underpants, and intended to help her put them on.