Volume 1, Chapter 62: The Sky Has Fallen

Song Chuanhe saw Xia Xinyao standing in his bedroom.
His expression turned gloomy; he possessed an intense sense of territorial awareness.
What he detested most was anyone entering his bedroom without his permission.
Especially a person of the opposite sex.

Awakened by this, Sellun tried to flee without a second word. However, he was not so lucky this time, as half of his body was blasted to pieces. Terrified, Sellun abandoned all thoughts of fighting and turned to run.

Although the father of the original owner had died early, he had been one of the heavyweights of the Thunder Clan at the time, naturally retaining quite a few supporters. It was simply that the original owner had been too cowardly to earn their recognition.

Then, the Tathagata Dharma Form opened its eyes, shooting out a brilliant beam of light as a resonant, bell-like voice echoed from the Buddha's mouth: "My Buddha once said there are four sufferings in human life: greed, anger, and ignorance; unfulfilled desires; the torment of meeting those one hates; and the sorrow of parting from those one loves."

At the mere thought that in a few days they would fail to pay their temporary residence fees and face severe sanctions from the Holy City, everyone felt as restless as if their hearts were overgrown with weeds. Even as they swung their pickaxes, each and every one of them was heavy with anxiety.

Lin Xueli tilted her head slightly, then let out an almost imperceptible hum of agreement, feeling as sweet inside as if she had tasted honey.

These three treasures thrilled Li Muyang. His Horn of Plenty was just a crystal cloak away from being complete, and now it was finally finished. This Horn of Plenty generated four units of various resources every day.

To Baker's inquiries, the system remained completely unruffled, broadcasting message after message without showing any impatience or weariness of repeating itself.

Unfortunately, Wang Dalong did not give him such an opportunity. He did not attempt to break through Arsenal's defensive line on his own; instead, by orchestrating his teammates, he thoroughly tormented Arsenal's defense.

Hum—the entire Giant Rock Valley seemed to fall silent. Under the pupil power of Otsutsuki Chushiki, all moving matter was brought to a standstill, as if a pause button had been pressed.

And that was not all; excelling in wind-type magic meant one's speed would not be slow either. Putting aside special skills, imagine something the size of an island covered in a crystal shell accelerating toward you—could any Tier 9 warrior withstand that?

Only then did Tiemu Yun clearly see Blue Sky's appearance. With hair falling past his shoulders and wearing a gray robe, the most distinctive feature was the goatee on his chin. "I wonder what other instructions the Realm Master has!" Blue Sky said, bowing to Tiemu Yun after slaying Jiuchuan.

In the lamplight, he seemed no different from just moments ago, save for the absence of his habitual, honest smile.

"What a fine poem, what a fine poem! Brother Wang harbors such lofty ambitions. Come, let us toast our eldest brother!" Never had Gao Chong imagined that Wang Wei possessed such far-reaching aspirations, a fact he silently noted in his heart as he cheered along with the rest.

Skill! Ground-Shattering Stomp activated! The fire element was successfully sealed for ten seconds. Overjoyed, I rushed forward alongside Tianchen and Divine Eagle, both unleashing our respective techniques and striking true.

This was precisely what Zhao Jing worried about the most. If she did not strike first to gain the initiative, letting someone else seize it would always be worse than securing it for herself, wouldn't it?

No one appreciated Li Tianzhou's design; it was clumsy and massive, and the Black Qilin understood nothing of formations. Old Man Dong, who did understand formations, criticized the design as utterly worthless, yet in the end, he still helped him contact a construction crew. Such a massive project required vast sums of money, and relying merely on conjured craftsmen and laborers was far from enough.

"Ahem, naturally, it was thanks to this senior casually pointing the way that I became a cultivator of the fifth tier of enlightenment," Fatty Xiao said respectfully, gazing at the old man.

So after all this fuss, he was just a foodie. Zhong Lingyu did not mind whipping up a meal for a friend to try, but he felt this guy was holding something back, acting as though he had more to say yet hesitated.