Chapter Thirty-Nine: If I’d Known, I Might as Well Have Slacked Off and Coasted to Victory...

"They actually escaped?" Yan Ji reached the spot where the demonic energy had dissipated. Finding no one there, his expression remained indifferent, though a trace of imperceptible astonishment lingered in his tone. To confirm his suspicion, he probed with his divine sense, discovering that not a single living soul remained within the entire secret realm.

"They caught on quite quickly."

Glancing at Li Er’s corpse lying in a pool of blood with eyes wide open in death, his gaze held no ripples. With a flick of his hand, the body instantly turned to dust and vanished into the air.

Li Qing nodded upon hearing this, though he felt utterly bewildered, failing to grasp the concepts Bai Qiuyue was describing.

After Bai Longfei finished speaking, he left. I did not follow him; firstly, I had to look after Lin Yingxue here, and secondly, my presence would have been useless—Bai Longfei was the right person for the task.

However, when the President called to inquire about the results, he was incensed. It turned out that a large portion of the citizens in Chuan Yun Province had chosen to ignore the government's orders, leading to many unnecessary deaths.

Yet, after experiencing so much, I realize that I have become somewhat over-complicated, and my view of human nature is no longer as pure as it once was. I no longer trust others easily; I have become suspicious, cold, self-centered, impatient, and stubborn... I have lost the original heart I once held.

Zhong Ling picked up his phone and glanced at it, a wave of excitement surging in his heart. The text message was actually from Lin Ke.

Abe Ichiro’s expression was one of extreme rage. He was already hideous, but now, he looked even more terrifying than a ghost.

I picked up my phone to check the time; it was not yet seven o'clock, but the incoming call was from Bai Longfei.

"Since that’s how it is, let’s get on with it. I have no intention of sparing you anyway!" Lin Yu said mockingly.

Having been opened so many times, the Samsara Secret Realm had accumulated a wealth of useful experience passed down through generations of sects in the cultivation world. Therefore, every disciple entering was required to thoroughly understand the conditions within to greatly increase their chances of survival.

Stepping into the hotel across the street, Lin Yu felt right at home and immensely relaxed; after all, this was Cao Tiansheng’s territory, which was no different from his own.

Their household had grown larger. At first, the Great Priestess felt a bit uncomfortable, but as time passed and Yan Fei kept her company, she gradually accepted her.

As the Nine Yi launched their final counterattack, the supply train of Wen Zhong’s army was put to the test. Suddenly, a sound like the sky tearing apart echoed through the air.

The final evil aura of Nurgle, like snow exposed to the scorching sun, instantly retreated. In its place, the light of life ignited the flames of vitality, burning with abandon.

The police officer from Southern Thailand pulled out his handkerchief and began to wipe away sweat that did not exist on his brow.

In total, there were one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine blade-steps, each one marked by the indelible blood and flesh of Hanshi.

"Instructor Fang, which class are we actually assigned to? Are we just supposed to cultivate on our own and that's it?" Li Heng asked Fang Zhengyuan.

But the Young Priestess was certainly different. She seemed unfazed, her face expressionless. Though her heart was a tempest of crashing waves, her countenance remained as still as an ancient well, showing no surprise.

The waiter in the tea room brought the meal, and Lu Qi'an suggested, "Let’s eat first, and we can chat afterward." In truth, Lu Qi'an knew that Zhou Tang wanted to discuss the frontiers of ophthalmology with Nie Zhenze, and he was simply creating an opportunity for her.

Director Yao’s words seemed directed at Zheng Yihui, yet also at herself. Zheng Yihui knew well that she was once bitten, twice shy.

Black energy gathered and spiraled incessantly. As the black energy from the Star Array formation began to weaken, the current energy surged violently, flashing with a dark, metallic hue. When the dark light faded, a demon with the head of an ox, four arms, and clad in heavy armor stood before Gui Li.