Chapter 36: SS-Class, Confidential Mission
At this moment, Chen Yang’s face was filled with a chilling murderous intent—far more terrifying than when he killed Ryusei Akahime. His family was his one untouchable boundary; whoever crossed it would pay with their life.
Hu Yaozu felt a stabbing pain in his wrist and instinctively tried to pull back, but the harder he struggled, the more it hurt.
“Let go! I said let go...”
“But if you do this, won't it damage your reputation?” Karalano’s smile faltered slightly, unable to believe this was the answer she received.
Lu Chen closed his eyes for a moment, and after confirming that this was not an illusion but a real space, he opened them again.
Five days later, the utterly exhausted Yi Xuan found himself surrounded by five radiant beings, each at the fifth level of Qi Refinement. His spiritual power was drained in the battle, and he was defeated. If not for the Starfall inner armor he wore, he would have been gravely wounded.
The Stone Buddha’s face exuded compassion, his legs rooted to the ground, yet his head seemed to soar above the clouds, as if there stood a towering figure between heaven and earth, ten thousand feet tall.
Startled and furious, he glanced over and finally saw that it was Qiu Yue who had rushed forward and seized his wrist.
Taking a deep breath, he clapped his hands, and a black flame appeared atop the alchemy furnace. Though the fire gave off no heat, any medicinal herbs thrown in were instantly refined.
Ancestor Jinshi sent a mental message to the other two. There was a hint of urgency in his tone, as if he knew exactly what Xin Jiangli was planning.
Even if he was not the governor of the Southern Province, the reality was that the North-West Sea Province had a governor, the Northern Province had a governor, and everywhere else there was none.
Amid the swirling snow, a sharp whistle suddenly pierced the silence of the desolate mountains and reached Niduo’s ears.
Yet the other party’s tone was calm, and to her surprise, she felt no resistance in her heart; it seemed like the most natural thing in the world.
Just as when Tang Yun was in Fenglin Prefecture on the Jugu Star, unable to kill Geng Dazhuang, who had betrayed Utur and sold intelligence to the Zakaro family. In the end, he was a soft-hearted, ordinary mortal, lacking Shen Fei’s profound wisdom and royal demeanor.
But unlike Xu Feng’s calm expression, the other members of the World of Romance team were visibly excited.
In terms of the “game,” Du Feng had unquestionably lost, and had been losing since the beginning of last month. Although Tang Yun won, and even took first place, at best he helped “Young Master Du” salvage a bit of dignity.
As soon as he finished speaking, Immortal Weng pulled Miao Yun away. The old fox was shrewd and clearly understood that fighting to the bitter end here would do him no good. It was wiser to leave now and reconsider his strategy.
“Ordinary friends? Ordinary friends? Would an ordinary friend hold you close, embrace you, save you time and again, risk his own life to save you?” Cheng Yiben fixed her with a terrifying stare.
It took only a few moments for Pei Shiyin to collapse into Cheng Yiben’s arms, her cheeks burning with a radiant shame.
I thought to myself, this really could be possible. A chill crept into my heart. To think that such an enemy was hiding among us—truly shocking. Thank goodness for the Buddha’s help; otherwise, I would never have been able to clear my name.
Jian Mo suddenly opened her eyes, staring numbly at the arm under her head, which she flapped twice. She then jerked her head around, meeting Gu Beichen’s deep, enigmatic gaze.
Yet my heart was filled with doubts. I still didn’t understand what he was investigating. Was it my array plate? The more I thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Tian Jian must have some method of perception and sensed something, which is why he had me face the Holy Demon—to see my trump card.
“What tribe are you from?” Pang Tong knew he was an outsider, and the young man before him was too weak to be a killer.