Chapter 30

Wang Ye’s face was as dark as water. Long Jun had no choice but to look up and steel himself, saying, "I knew I couldn't hide it from you, Godfather. It was my negligence; I failed to report it in time." Though he spoke these words, he cursed Luo Nanyan inwardly for being disloyal and leaking the matter to his godfather.

The rooftop of the company building was vast and silent, rarely visited by anyone. Cheng Nuo often found time to come here to clear his mind, but today, he was destined to find no peace.

A tearing sound emerged as the gauze wrapped around his buttocks disintegrated into a pile of scraps, scattering onto the floor.

Although the green sharpness level might be insufficient for dealing with monsters, it should still be effective against humans.

Shangguan Yun pondered, "This person must have been sent by the shopkeeper. It seems the relationship between the Bishui Manor and the rice shop is quite deep; I must investigate this thoroughly." Seeing that the man had already left, he figured he would not dare to follow him again, and strode toward the Bishui Manor.

The door was opened by Su Zhiai’s mother, Du Zelan. Her eyes were sharp, and she spotted the premium ginseng in Mu Chendong’s hand at a single glance.

Xiong Da’s thoughts were precisely those of Long Jianfei; this strategy of advancing by retreating was being executed exactly according to his plan.

The crowd was astonished, countless eyes fixed firmly on the golden pillar of light. They recognized the young man’s silhouette, yet amidst the flowing brilliance surrounding him, he headed straight toward the golden vortex at this very moment.

The bat shrieked a few times and said, "I am Heng Yi, one of the Twelve Demon Generals! You have trespassed into our Demon Realm, come up and meet your death!" Having said that, it flapped its wings and spat out a cloud of black smoke from its mouth.

Han Bing was startled upon hearing this. Jian Wushuang was a top expert of the Fuxi Sect; if he promised him a favor, wouldn't that mean he had acquired a powerful backer?

"If that guy knew about the current state of Chunshan City, he would never be able to stay outside with peace of mind. Even if he truly had some urgent matter, he would rush back in one breath," Xu Mo said with a smile, flipping through another file.

Thus, they walked toward a dormitory and knocked on the door, only to find no response for a long time, save for faint sounds coming from within. After knocking for a while longer, someone finally opened the door.

"I have never seen you so pessimistic all these years. Chinese medicine is profound and extensive; perhaps it can be cured. It wouldn't hurt to try." Chu Feng sincerely recommended Xia Fan.

"Arrogant." Dian Wei snorted coldly. With a boom, fist met fist—brute force against brute force. A massive surge of power forced Dian Wei to take a step back. Liu Chong narrowed his eyes, seeing the pale-faced opponent opposite him retreat two steps.

Returning once more to the Spirit Spring, the air remained dense with spiritual energy. Both fell into awkwardness again. To ease the tension, Xiao Tian said, "You are a Spirit Realm Master, so I will leave this to you. Just let me know when you are finished." Having said this, she opened the door, went inside, and slammed it shut.

"'The vice-president is an idiot.'" Ya Jing frowned slightly. "Actually, Jun Yi is one of the smartest people I have ever met," she said very earnestly.

"What are you saying? If you could really surpass me, I would be overjoyed. What I am worried about is the Dragon Clan Martial Arts Tournament in three months. I have to face Ming Chen. I must admit, he is indeed a formidable opponent, and I truly have no confidence in defeating him right now." Han Bing sighed, speaking with a hint of concern.

Hearing these words from the mouth of a dignified deputy chief of the Public Security Bureau, not only Mei Shan but also Xia Fan were slightly taken aback, listening intently.

"Just wait slowly. Fortunately, there is nothing to do now; otherwise, my head would have exploded!" Fang Ao laughed, looking into the distance, quite satisfied with the current stability of the Four Seas.

Seeing the state of the mute slave, Song Yiyu reached out, drew several silver needles, and pierced them into several vital acupoints on the slave’s body. The mute slave closed his eyes and quieted down.

The three thousand bronze-ranked heroes were stunned by the successive self-destructions of over five hundred heroes. Some heroes, gripped by fear, tried to retreat from the battlefield but were sniped from afar by the gold-ranked heroes of their own camp.

Although Yue Mengjie had seen many of her industries swallowed up by Yue Xuan, she still possessed significant connections and knew people with genuine skills.

Because the Japanese forces had caught their breath, they closed the city gates tightly from then on, refusing to come out and fight, waiting blindly for reinforcements. At this time, it was winter, and with frequent snowstorms and bitter winds, the ground was muddy and treacherous. After several days of siege by the Ming army, there were no results, and morale gradually declined.

After showing the black boxes and other items to the audience, Hai Yang said, "Please, five trainees, draw lots according to the ranking from the last competition."

As it turned out, that lustful fire was Yang-attributed, which was perfectly compatible with his own Yang-attributed true energy. Therefore, when he channeled his breath to resist, instead of diminishing the fire, it only intensified it.

Once they emerged, they would be able to spot his silhouette as long as they paid attention to these few isolated boxes.

The Ming sisters and the others looked at each other, and seeing the stern expression on the face of Old Madam Fan, they all retreated to the side, lowering their eyes, not daring to make a sound.

Master Roshi hurriedly used his hands to block one of Wang Feng's legs, using the momentum to lift himself up a distance and evade the other kick.

"While ensuring the game runs smoothly, put all efforts into building the war instance dungeon!" Wang Feng issued this order to Red Queen.

"…Alright, you are still a child, why do you speak so unpleasantly? Your father is a straightforward man, it's true, but he isn't as you imagine. It's just that, sigh…" The second concubine thought for a long time, yet truly couldn't find any specific merits in her master.

This was likely due to that wave of advertising Wang Feng did in the real world. He had forced the Iron Monger into the spotlight across the globe and even specifically mentioned that its energy source was identical to the reactor on Iron Man’s chest.

Thousands of chaotic footsteps rang out continuously, the earth trembling slightly, and some leaves even began to fall within the jungle.

With a loud bang, everyone except Mo Yu—Di Wuji, Jin Sanzhuang, and Zhai Yao—was startled by the steel war chariot that had suddenly appeared before them.

"Thank you." Although this test was dangerous, and that feeling of losing control over one's body and reason was worse than death, it had nevertheless brought closure to many of his regrets.