Chapter 146: Clues and Traces

Di Kangnian was already beaming with joy, never expecting that the humble Jinshan County would present him with such a massive surprise. He licked his lips and said with a lecherous grin,
"Were you sent by Magistrate Zhou?"
Yu Qingcheng covered her mouth with a chuckle, casting a sidelong glance at Di Kangnian with her phoenix-like eyes as she replied,
"My lord, we were naturally sent by the magistrate to wait upon you. You must not let down Magistrate Zhou's kind intentions."
Hearing this, Di Kangnian became even more delighted and immediately waved his hand, saying—

He then knelt there for a long time, unable to rise. Before his eyes stood a towering gate that reached into the clouds, inscribed with a giant character for "Immortal."

"This seat is mine." Ye Bai remained seated, showing not the slightest intention of yielding his place.

"My father is a descendant of Yan and Huang, and my mother is British. I was born in England, but I love China the most. After all, it was upon returning to this land that I was reborn. I still have the blood of the yellow race flowing in my veins. Once a Chinese, forever a Chinese soul!" Wang Bugui struck his chest with a fist and said proudly.

"Since we're classmates anyway, and school is starting right away, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Thinking this, Jiang Xuan gradually felt relieved.

The gunners quickly went about their routines to prepare for the second test firing. After a long moment, another loud boom echoed out: "Bang!" The distance-measuring soldiers and gunners quickly reported back the specific data they observed. This time, the range had clearly increased significantly, reaching five hundred paces.

"It's not worth bickering with such people. Let's go, my two brothers." Yadong shouldered Xueling, turned around, and walked forward. Tulage and Heige immediately followed behind.

The pugilistic world? Is there still a pugilistic world nowadays? Even if there is, Ye Bai knew nothing of the current martial arts world, and Tang Lulu knew even less.

These two were none other than Gou Xingji, Sect Master of the Azure Water Sect, and Yu Weilin of the Yu family, both of whom had just emerged from the core of the Canglan Mountain Range. At this moment, they possessed none of the dignity of six-star powerhouses; their tattered garments made them look like mere street beggars.

"Gu Chengfeng actually got blocked!" Astonishment appeared on the faces of the fans. Everyone's gaze shifted toward the person who had handed Gu Chengfeng such a resounding rejection, their hearts filled with shock: How could it be him again?

Seeing that the Snow-Sky Eagle King did not bring it up again, the various demon kings all turned their gaze toward the Golden Lion King. If he did not agree, the resolution still could not pass.

However, it was far from enough for a tripod to merely possess a shape; one also needed to carve various symbols and patterns onto it, otherwise, such a tripod would serve no purpose whatsoever. This raised the difficulty by several more levels.

Just as the great battle between deities and mortals outside the Great Sun Peak came to an end, the arena battles atop the Bright Moon Peak grew increasingly intense, reaching a white-hot state. Outstanding disciples from various factions took the stage one after another to compete, trading blows amidst roaring magical treasures in a deadlocked struggle.

Spiritual liquid is pure and precious, something that most medicinal herbs in the Contribution Hall simply cannot compare to. Even if Lin Chen wanted to sell it, he would prioritize the Contribution Hall.

"Eighty mid-grade spirit stones," Lin Chen bid. The price was already exceptionally high, but Lin Chen increased his offer without the slightest hesitation.

Two loud shouts rang out simultaneously. The swords were no longer visible, transformed into two flashes of white light dragging dazzling afterimages as they violently collided with one another.

At that moment, a soaring, heaven-shaking dragon roar suddenly descended, instantly changing the hue of the heavens and earth, accompanied by a crushing, overwhelming pressure that rolled in.

As far as the eye could see, countless cultivators let out hysterical shouts. Behind them, the mountain-like Spirits of Creation emitted an ice-cold, crimson gaze.

"Let us toast once again to the birthday of Elder General Mu!" The young man raised his wine glass and drained it in a single gulp, and the others quickly followed suit.

He performed the seventy-two ancestral saber techniques from start to finish, executing them with fierce momentum and formidable strength, prompting many early-rising villagers to stop and cheer enthusiastically.

"Hydra Lernaean?" Ye Linghan instantly identified it through the outer appearance of this Chimera beast; those nine heads were simply too distinctive.