Chapter 32: Evolution of the Spirit Fox Seal, Blood Fox Seal

As Jiang Beibei drifted in deep sleep, she felt as though she were inside a gigantic container filled with water. She could breathe freely, yet she could not move about as she wished.

“Mm…”

In a daze, countless figures covered in blood drifted past outside the container. She was certain she had never seen any of them before.

And yet their features stirred within her an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had seen them somewhere long ago.

“You are…”

Just as she was about to voice her doubts, the figures before her suddenly completed the movement in unison.

Under the lights, Young Master Jun Shaoliang took out a map and studied it for quite some time, calculating whether he should head toward the treasure. Were there still enemies ahead? If so, it was impossible that not even a single ghost mine had been detonated. He had great faith in the ghost mines he had planted for Madame.

There was no helping it. With a flick of his sword, Wang Song unleashed the Limitless Sword Technique. Concealing his body within the swordplay, he swung in every direction until not even a breath of air could pass through, curling up like a tortoise retreating into its shell and able only to passively receive Zhang Hao’s first strike.

As Immortal Ministers of the Immortal Sect, they already possessed noble status. Moreover, all of them were existences at the peak of immortality, so they naturally qualified to enter the Fourth World.

Wu Yang laughed wickedly to himself. Ha-ha, I am a man through and through. You simply do not know it yet.

Though relations between doctors and patients were tense in this day and age, patients were still often afraid of doctors and did not wish to let their relationship with them deteriorate.

A flash of white light passed through Wu Yang’s eyes. The ghost head let out a shrill howl before exploding outright, transforming into a layer of smoke.

“Dean Dengli, didn’t you return with the Magic Duke and the others?” Alice asked Dean Dengli.

Everyone began discussing their experience at sea that day. Whether it was the magnificent scenery beneath the waves, the thrill of searching for treasure, or the exhilaration of opening the pearls, everything had been a first for them. Even now, recalling those sensations still filled them with excitement.

Because the God of Vengeance possessed an advantage in weaponry, Alice found it extraordinarily difficult to cope. She could only defend herself, unable to launch an attack.

“Really? But Yanyan likes me.” Zhang Hao shrugged, smiling like a flower in full bloom.

Even when Feng Xing repeatedly shot him murderous glances, he paid them no attention at all, standing there as upright and steadfast as a green pine in the depths of winter.

That was because there was not the slightest trace of human vitality in them. They seemed more like cold, emotionless machines.

At once, the wooden panel beside them slowly fell open. Immediately afterward, a piano inside rolled out as though riding on casters, gradually appearing before everyone’s eyes.

Standing before them was a bespectacled man with a somewhat bulbous, wine-red nose. For convenience, I shall call him Mr. Rosy Nose from this point onward.

“Brother Bad, who do you think is stronger now, Brother Yu or you? I’m suddenly really looking forward to seeing the two of you fight. I have a feeling that if you truly battled each other with real weapons, it would definitely be far more exciting than your last fight with Xu Di.” Wei Wei said with a laugh.

“They’re all coming? What’s the occasion?” I asked in puzzlement. To be honest, the brothers and I had not been in touch for a long time. If they had taken the initiative to contact me this time, there must certainly be some reason.

The only reason he had informed Qie Jiu of the matter was as a final safeguard. If he could deal with the other party himself, there would be no need for Qie Jiu to intervene, nor did he wish for him to do so. Still, being someone who always sought to leave nothing to chance, he had kept this card in reserve.

They could hardly imagine what sort of existence could have completely annihilated the Heavenly Fragrance Sect in the blink of an eye.

It was precisely because they knew they could not defeat their opponent that resistance, no matter how desperate, would be utterly meaningless.

“All right, whether it becomes popular or not, I’ll treat you to a meal first. Good things will always have their day.” Though Zhou Zheng offered these words of comfort to Shen Leping, his own heart was far from so relaxed.

The atmosphere between them was very quiet. She remained silent for a long time, but Tang Ye did not want to break that silence. In that moment, he realized that he possessed more patience than ever before. He could wait slowly for a very long time without feeling anxious or irritated.