Volume One, Chapter 27: Is She Having an Erotic Dream?

"To think that such a young friend has reached the tenth-tier strength of a Weapon Fighter, and your companion here is an eleventh-tier Sky Fighter—if you two are rogue cultivators, that is truly remarkable," I said with a smile.

After more than ten minutes, Feng Yan finally opened her eyes slowly. I pulled the Nether Eye out with a sharp tug. Feng Yan’s body shuddered, and she spat out a large mouthful of blood; I hurriedly took out a medicinal pill and shoved it into her mouth.

"If no one comes, quietly sneak the Fearless ones into the Smile World Palace in batches. Move all the Fearless ones in the residence into the palace and hide them. Make sure no one finds out... wait until I return, then you may all come back here," I said with a smile.

There was no sound to be heard in the vacuum of space, but as the Chitauri army was detonated by the light, everyone instinctively filled in the sound effects in their own minds.

If the old man Sima Wentian, who was fast asleep in the backyard dormitory, had heard Zhang Liujiu calling him a fool, he would have been truly furious. Could anyone named Wentian really be a fool?

"What do you think you're doing? Just stay put, and if you don't want to stay here, go back into that amulet." The taxi driver had barely spoken before Wang Guodong reprimanded him.

"Honey, who are they?" As soon as we entered the door, a man in his mid-twenties greeted us. Seeing us, he looked puzzled.

"The Demon Realm? Could it be that Master has found the entrance to the Wilderness?" Xue Hun asked doubtfully.

Finally, hard work paid off; after searching for two or three minutes, I managed to dig the plastic bag out from the few remaining ruins of coffins.

When they left the hot pot restaurant and took a taxi back to the hotel, Xiao Yitian and Yoshiko Yoshino happened to return from outside as well, and the two parties ran into each other right in the lobby.

"Let go!" Nanmen Leng gave Tian Xin a cold, sidelong glance and spat out two words that brooked no refusal.

At the same time, Liu Zhidong, covered in filth, stared viciously at the middle school students before him. He held a two-foot-long, thick-backed machete in his hand, and blood was dripping from the blade.

Few dared to act within the Ancient City of Qingshan. The fact that these people didn't strike outside the city but waited until the target had entered showed it was clearly premeditated. Perhaps they felt that once inside the city walls, the target's guard would be significantly lowered, making it easier to succeed.

Bai Xing had long since vanished, but Hao Dong was used to it. That guy would appear whenever he felt like it; he wouldn't get lost.

"If the three of you have finished ordering, you can turn to the next page. That is where our restaurant's beverages are listed," Fatty Jin said to Bu Fan and his companions, maintaining his consistent smile.

Fortunately, his worry was unnecessary; he saw a bright spot, which must have been the exit.

"Your Majesty, you don't expect so much from me just because I saved you last time, do you?!" Tai Lanbanzhu said with a bitter expression.

"Huh! What data is that? Did Liang Zhongfa send that to you too?" Yang Wanru asked Yang Fan, looking at the screen.

"I don't know either. But when she called me for dinner, she told me to wait for her, saying she had something she wanted to discuss with me," Yang Fan said earnestly.

The easiest way to achieve this was to set up a formation, and among the elite guards of the Business Alliance, there were naturally those who could do so.

Yi Xingluo frowned upon hearing this. Usually, Ah Jie followed Boss Ruan, and he wouldn't be sent away unless there were special circumstances. Why send him to the Imperial Capital now?

When he saw the massive tribal migration, Chen Xi also saw Ashe. This was not the Avarosa tribe, but Ashe was here nonetheless.

Long Qingchen looked out, and the whole world was a vast expanse of white—a world of ice and snow. On the snow-capped mountains, a few unknown coniferous trees grew sparsely; it looked like a desolate planet.

The four of them had strange expressions, seemingly thinking that Qi Xuanyu was far too confident. Could a mere formation do anything to a Daoist Sovereign? One waved his hand, condensing a massive golden dragon claw, and swept it out, only to find the claw blocked by an invisible surge of energy, emitting a harsh, scraping sound.

Bodhi the Holy Venerable had been in seclusion, but upon receiving news that Fan Wuqing the Holy Venerable was severely injured, he forcibly broke his seclusion. Between that and the excessive exhaustion from casting the Holy Day Shakyamuni Curse, his vitality was greatly damaged, so he left early. The remaining three Holy Venerables interrogated Bai Ze like a prisoner.

It had to be said that after his enhancement, combined with the aura brought by traveling from his original world—so different from the nineties—he seemed like a natural source of light, incredibly captivating.

Chen Xi frowned. With the information he had, he was at a complete loss. He scratched his head and stopped thinking about it.

"No more running. Many people should be coming to the Zhan family soon, so we should just stay put and be obedient," Chen Xingyu said.

Moreover, there had been a rumor since ancient times: those who touched upon the Eternal but failed to ascend became "Half-Step Eternal," and they could never ascend to the Eternal Realm.

"I have no solution; you must leave it to fate," Nan Feng shook his head. Marriage is a major life event that one must decide for oneself; even if one draws lots to try their luck, it must be their own choice. If others offer advice, they will inevitably be blamed later.

Hearing this, Lin Feng turned around and discovered it was Li Changfeng, who had just challenged him to a duel.

After Yang Wei finished speaking, Han Ke had nothing left to ask. Meng Li took out that pitch-black, stone-like object once more and drew Yang Wei's soul into it.

"Let's go, I'll go in and see Old Zuo too," Fang Qian said, parking the car and walking in with us.

Seeing the crowd's agitation, He Yunshuang remained calm. "There is no need for you all to overthink this. It is just that my medicine—no one is allowed to use it without my consent." The tone was flat but brooked no argument.