Volume 1, Chapter 32: Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained

As Qin Songting finished speaking, a flicker of strangeness crossed Song Xianwan’s eyes. Hadn’t all of Qin Shuyi’s old servants been dealt with by Song Shaohua? If Mother Song hadn’t been desperately protected, she would likely be just another corpse in a mass grave by now. "I wonder which one my cousin has brought back? I have been in the prayer hall for so long that my memory has grown a bit hazy."

Lola brought Fang Te into her room and retrieved a parcel from a hidden compartment in the floorboards, which contained stacks of documents. An extra inlay slot meant greater potential, and an extra gemstone naturally meant a surge in strength. It must be said, their judgment of people was quite sharp; Su Feng’s goal was certainly not to prevent the resurrection of the Great Demon.

A silent thunder pealed—no sound was heard, yet it was so clear and distinct, acting directly upon Shen Huixian’s soul and consciousness. Leaving behind a trail of afterimages, she reached him in an instant, her face shifting slightly. Murong Shizhong’s double pupils narrowed, and he finally wore a serious expression. Instead of dodging, he raised his hands and, ignoring the searing heat, ferociously grabbed at the incoming Three-Legged Golden Crow.

"We are in Carriage No. 7, aren't we?" Kazama did not answer the great detective directly but instead posed a somewhat unrelated question, leading the detective into a random cabin. After several rounds of fierce combat, he finally seized an opportunity and landed a fatal blow, killing the Lone Wolf.

Nourished by the dense spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the vegetation of the Celestial Realm was undergoing a transformation, and the wild beasts began instinctively to inhale and exhale that vital energy. After his father, Lin Shanyue, departed, Lin Buzheng devoted himself to martial arts practice, leaving him even less time for drinking.

The origins of the Eternal Evil Thought were also mysterious. The Giant Spirit God had not been part of the decision-making circle in the Ancient Heavenly Court, so he did not know where the Eternal Evil Thought had come from, or whether the destruction of the Heavenly Court was a conspiracy or an accident.

Tang Ru secretly prepared to strike if his identity were exposed, while maintaining a calm exterior. He bowed respectfully to Young Master Qianji: "Greetings, Senior Brother." If Young Master Qianji had simply walked by, there would have been no need to intervene, but since he had stopped, it would look even more suspicious if Tang Ru showed no reaction.

After all, Yu’s Inn was where he had earned his first pot of gold; in all reason and sentiment, he could not fail them at such a time. This time, Chi Wan bathed first. Between the exertion of the previous night and the fatigue of today’s work, her body felt much more comfortable after a hot shower.

He understood Daoist Zheng Gang’s concerns. This expedition involved the full mobilization of the Special Committee, even though the situation in China was actually quite peaceful and stable compared to other countries and regions.

I called Old Man Zhang and told him we were preparing to set off for Mount Shangyin, telling him if he wanted to go, he should pack his things quickly, as we would be leaving in a day or two. At this moment, the general worker returned to his station from the restroom, making it easier for Shen Xinyi to talk to Yang Feng. Consequently, while riding the elevator, he called He Meimei. Learning that she was at the company, he took a taxi straight to her office.

Moreover, the Martial Academy had always upheld the greater good. I heard from Brother Feng that during this chaos caused by the cult, the Martial Academy’s experts had all gone to Yanzhou and Wuzhou to resist the evil and pacify the people.

This couldn't help but make Xu Yu think of a fellow countryman of Ah Li’s, a scientist from the future in Korea who loved kimchi so much that he made it his life's ambition to cultivate the world’s largest cabbage; in the end, he successfully cultivated... baby cabbage.

After all, looking at the situation now, Lin Mobei was nearly dying of exhaustion by the fiftieth repetition; if he were to wait until he reached one hundred, he might end up in the hospital.

Upon hearing this, Xu Yu was instantly satisfied. He didn't even dare to dream of using this thing to kill a god; after all, even thousands of hand grenades hadn't killed Susanoo last time. Just having the chance to kill a Heavenly Soldier was already incredibly impressive.