Chapter 47: How Could You Survive Without Me?

Ji Sisi waved a hand and declared, "Sister here is not short of money."

Then she asked the salesperson to write up the receipt.

As expected, the feeling of spending lavishly to buy things for a "beauty" was immensely satisfying.

From head to toe, Ji Sisi straightforwardly bought shirts, trousers, shoes, socks, and even underwear for Gu Yu.

Of course, she didn't leave out Lin Jinghua, Gu Wei, Gu Ning, and the others either.

The main reason was that the clothing styles at the department store were relatively newer, definitely better than buying fabric back to—

Suddenly, an eight-zhang-high aura of blood and killing surged in all directions, and an oppressive momentum akin to the shattering of mountains and rivers swept across like roaring rivers and seas, making everyone's heart tremble.

Until a certain moment, utterly unable to sort out her thoughts, she simply decided: Forget it, I won't bother. Whatever happens, happens. Anyway, whichever version is real, I will strive to survive. As long as I do my best and have a clear conscience, I will have no regrets no matter how it ends.

This left Zhao Xiong quite satisfied. The mindset of a foodie could actually be quite useful at times; whether driven by beastly instinct or human nature, this guy went all out for the sake of food.

Jinglong Meow was somewhat puzzled, but didn't take it to heart. Only then did it realize that Jinglong Meow had been squatting in front of the slide playing on its phone the whole time. Due to its rather bulky size, it completely blocked the phone, making it utterly invisible from behind.

Bai Ze immediately transformed into his beast form and lunged straight at Ying Zha, but Ying Zha remained motionless. In the nick of time, Mouse made a flying tackle, knocking him to the ground and dodging Bai Ze's attack.

However, until the scout soldiers sent out returned to the camp to report that a mysterious and eerie funeral procession was approaching the camp, the high-ranking officials of the camp instantly turned pale with fright.

Chu He looked Jiang Wuyin up and down, wanting to see where on earth he had lost weight despite eating eight meals a day.

Sima Cheng took a pill from his storage ring, quickly tossed it into his mouth, and then cast a sideways glance into the distance. Sure enough, what the Death Prison had trapped was merely emptiness; that was not Su Xunxuan's true physical body at all.

While the first direct clash seemed evenly matched, after two more collisions between the scorpion claws and the bear paws, the Steel Rock Battle Bear was clearly at a disadvantage. The powerful force blasted it back staggering, its footsteps gouging deep pits into the ground.

And it was precisely in the summer of the 18th year of Daye that Yang Guang abdicated, passing the throne to the eldest grandson of Yuande Crown Prince Yang Zhao, namely Yang Yan, with the era name changed to Jianye.

"It seems we've skipped the captivity period and entered the probation period. It's time to find something to do," Ziyun said, and closed the surveillance feed.

However, things turned out differently. When Ye Zhuo slashed down with his blade, it hit Hu Jiu'er dead on, but it only struck a phantom. There was not the slightest ripple, and Ye Zhuo didn't even perceive the slightest movement. Hu Jiu'er's figure vanished just as his own had moments before.

That disciple hurriedly withdrew his hand and offered a heavily exaggerated and distorted explanation of the matter, causing a wave of angry glares from the Hunyuan Sect disciples towards him.

Most crucially, even Murong Kun himself felt that perhaps he truly was guilty.

On his head, it was as if he wore a hat made of leaves and branches. Dewdrops slid across his forehead, traversed Luo Tian's tear-stained cheeks, and trickled into his mouth. Cool and sweet, his throat, lungs, and belly were filled with freshness and vitality.

Just as the red sword beam pierced straight through that illusory figure and numerous sword light blades flashed, a huge net of sword light also emerged right after.

As they spoke, the helicopter landed on the rooftop helipad of Sakura Hailing Academy. This was Mufeng Ye and the others' first mission, and they looked quite exhausted. Nikaido didn't make them do anything further and told them to go home respectively.

Looking at the giant python that had suddenly descended from the sky, Yang Jian swallowed hard, his heart pounding violently. He visually estimated that the giant python might be more than twenty meters long. When it landed, even the ground shook, and the floor cracked inch by inch. A pair of hateful eyes fixed upon Yang Jian, the huge triangular pupils radiating a vengeful light.