Chapter 50: Suddenly Having Everything

She watched the ghostly energy crawling at her fingertips, as if trying to penetrate her body, then lifted her hand and gently blew on it.

Ju Huai certainly knew Li Yancheng; he merely lowered his eyes to look at Que Zhou, aware that the danger evoked by that name could not be feigned.

Of course, the beauty of the night scene here did not come from the lights, but from the night sky itself. The brilliance was not the multicolored neon but the countless stars twinkling above.

The jade pearls of the dragon-shell beads rolled over smoothly, but with a flick of his sleeve, Ye Shu collected them all into the Primordial Pearl.

Atop the mountain peak, two vast waves of spiritual power collided with a thunderous roar. Shockwaves spread wildly, shattering nearby giant stones with a tremendous force.

Immediately after, Liu Xiu, the Child of the Realm, activated his exclusive skill: “Summon Wind and Rain.” Leading three thousand daredevils, he charged into Wang Mang’s army, causing chaos among the ranks. Under the torrential rain, the river swelled, and amid the mournful song of wind and rain, Wang Mang’s million-strong force lost its color and grandeur, collapsing without resistance.

Qin Feng’s sniper rifle managed to take down only two before JACKZ’s Desert Eagle finished them off with a follow-up shot.

But time had run out. By the time he fully reacted, Que Zhou’s hands were already braced on either side of him.

Across the narrow mountain pass, Du Mingheng and several junior disciples had just finished slaying demons and gathering treasures at a lake. As they prepared to cross through the pass, they saw the sinister Buddhist disciple drifting toward them from the opposite direction.

This meant that whether it was County Magistrate Yuan Qiao or County Captain Liu Bei, neither held much power in Zhongshan Commandery. Everything answered to the governor.

Bai Mu grew anxious; he simply could not hold on much longer. Soon, his “Heavenly Cycle” would collapse.

Before long, a middle-aged man came over after gathering herbs. Fang Yuyan paid him, expressed his thanks repeatedly, then, carrying the Sacred Luan, the two departed. Noticing Yan Qian’s sour mood, Fang Yuyan casually told some harmless jokes to lighten the atmosphere.

***

Canaan Academy held extraordinary significance for Ye Xuan and Xun’er. Here, Ye Xuan obtained the Fallen Heart Flame, greatly increasing his cultivation, while Xun’er and the others experienced a taste of ordinary life.

The purple ocean of thunder surged, numerous violet thunder flowers shooting skyward, rushing toward the tens of thousands of celestial immortals in the central sky.

He pondered deeply, comparing to the formations described in the Great Wilderness Dao Scripture, realizing the array was an intricate combination of several formations, truly profound.

Speaking, the Northern Abyss Immortal Emperor produced a slender, long needle—at least a foot in length, so fine it was barely visible to the naked eye.

“Then why would I be any different if I descended? Besides, haven’t you said that chaotic beings get assimilated upon contact with primordial chaos energy? Even if I brought it up, how could you consume it?” Night Star had never heard that chaotic creatures were assimilated by primordial chaos energy.

Fang Yuyan, seeing Chen Jiu unwilling to admit the truth and still putting on airs, wanted to slap his face if not for the many diners around.

After Mi Xiongfei ended his call, he looked at Bai Mu with an odd expression—like a starving man spotting a roasted chicken, his eyes shining brightly.

“Looks good, suits your aura perfectly.” He knew he could only go along with Zuo Ran now, lest some part of his body suffer from intense finger pressure techniques.

Deng Yueru placed the model of the drum carriage back onto the tray. She had asked Jiang Bin to make it; fortunately, Jiang Bin knew a bit about such things, so it was not too difficult.

With Gu Tianqing’s return, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The happiest, naturally, was Tang Song.

Because Jiang Bai was so formidable, having slain a dozen demon emperors and two heavenly demon emperors in his hands—it was truly astonishing.

“Registrar Sun, arrange for someone to meet Hao Weicai tonight and find out what he has discovered. Also, have Hao Weicai prepare a list of those recently bribed—I want to see if he has been diligent.”

***

Tens of thousands of ancient divine clan disciples could not withstand the roar of the semi-Saint Yan Yunchen; many coughed up blood violently.

His gaze was unlike his usual kind and gentle look. At this moment, he resembled a starving wolf, fiercely eyeing the two. A sinister smile curled at his lips.

The environment here was terrifying; any ordinary person entering faced only a dead end.

“If you move again, I’ll throw you down!” She struggled in his arms, while Zhan Qiancheng frowned deeply, eyes full of warning.

Seeing the dozen ninjas leap out, Ghost and Aukins felt a sudden ominous premonition.

However, if someone used the transfer palace of the Immortal Summoning City to reach the Immortal Fate Sect, he could be promoted.

Jenny’s casual attire was a statement—no work talk today. Li Er had no desire to discuss such matters and accepted gladly, only to find Jenny inadvertently breaking her own rule and revealing some secrets.

The crowd roared in agreement: “Understood!” Each face was spirited, cracking their knuckles. Though the situation was strange, none in the escort bureau lived life cautiously; when trouble arose, cowardice was not an option.

“How did you know?” Tang Jin suspected Huayun Fei knew he was wearing the love watch and looked at him strangely.

That figure had broad shoulders, perhaps pale from lying in bed too long. His black straight hair and deep blue eyes gave off a mysterious and elegant aura, like the master of an ancient castle. He sat quietly, seemingly unaware of the gazes around him.