Chapter 42: The Big Tiger: There's a Monster Saving the Tiger's Life!

The Great Elder had specifically sent people to search for it everywhere, but that happened to be the exact time it was captured alive by humans, so naturally, no one could find it.

Regarding Lu Hongshuang, Yao Ze did not rashly inquire about anything. After chatting with her casually for a few moments and learning that the conference would not begin until the day after tomorrow, he took his leave and returned to his meditation room.

Liu Mengtian blushed, giving her senior sister a coquettish look, though it was unclear whether she was acting spoiled or was truly angry.

Bai Qingqing reached out, and the cauldron floated up, hovering before her. Two ancient dragon-fish were carved on either side of the vessel, looking remarkably lifelike.

Jiang Yue let out a cold snort, and with a movement akin to teleportation, she departed from the Black Underworld Star, taking Yun Feixue and Yin Wuzheng with her.

Before long, the view ahead grew brighter. Storms raged incessantly across the starry sky; merely looking at them, Dong Yifeng felt as though every single speck of dust in the void radiated a clear, murderous intent.

"Don't say that. If we leave now, there is still time," Li Qing said, trying once more to push the wooden stick away.

A sect is vast, and with the Zen Sect boasting countless experts, it was impossible for them to simply vanish from the Third World without a trace.

The immensely powerful pressure continued to build, as if countless mountains were weighing down on Tang Qing, with more being added by the moment.

Hu Long felt his arm go numb and sore; he narrowed his eyes at Fang Yuan, who stood opposite him, and pursed his lips.

Indeed, whether or not they captured Orange Spirit might not lead to any result regarding the entrance to the barrier. However, Amu’s desire to capture Orange Spirit was not solely based on that outcome; the utility of Orange Spirit went far beyond that.

Xu Qiang was with Deputy Curator Song, but within a quarter of an hour, the deputy curator was called away again. He was a prominent figure in the Magic City, with many friends and many affairs to attend to.

Those who were successful would buy better goods, but the items they used were generally authentic; there was no such thing as a counterfeit among them.

My heart felt dejected and listless; I could not bring myself to care about anything. My father scolded me severely. Every day I watched Yufei follow him. Why did he allow Yufei to follow him, yet refuse to spare even a glance for me?

Of course, the examination papers she brought were only the ones she had performed well on. In her spare time from homework, Jun Baobao did not forget to show off her grades to Ling Jing, especially the assignments marked with "Excellent" by her teachers, which she displayed to prove that she was, in fact, a good student.

She had expected this guy to be polite and invite her to eat with him, but instead, she just stood there while he ate with such relish.

Aloy weighed over five hundred pounds—a heavyweight in every sense—but this also limited his agility.

Gu Mei'en was full of confidence that her husband would be appointed Minister of the Publicity Department of the Central Committee. After all, she had spent quite a bit of money and effort greasing the right palms.

Qian Duo shook her head, realizing that these wealthy squires were trying to use her to pave a way to connect with Mo Chen.

Inscribed on the leaves of the Elf Tree by the ancient Elf King, it was impossible to memorize. The song Elvira had used to heal the Hydra in Casayo City was a branch of the Song of Nature.

"On the way here, I was going too fast and hit a large dog. I got it on me when I picked it up to throw it in the trash can!" Zhao Dingyi said.

Most importantly, with Braum’s passive ability—which was arguably the strongest divine-tier support passive in the entire league—the idea of them bursting down the two AD carries was nothing short of a fantasy.

Seeing him return safe and sound, holding two cleaned monster legs in his hands, Yun Yun felt a sudden sense of relief. A feeling of security even welled up within her, and she faintly felt that living like this might not be so bad after all.

Yang Wei laughed, "I certainly won't blame you. Of course, that’s provided you can defeat me." The mockery dripping from his tone was self-evident.

For a moment, Song Wanfu was too angry to speak. He could certainly hear how many thorns were hidden in that sentence, which was a roundabout way of scolding him for having done too many wicked deeds.

"The outside world is more fun than the academy, but it's not as safe," Seria shook her head, looking toward the town. She had made up her mind; this time it was Doris's birthday, and since they hadn't found them at the clock tower, she wouldn't let them off so easily next time. She had to track them down.

The massive phantom behind Wu Xingyue had become much more solid, especially the eyes, which were clearer than before. They seemed to stare across the barriers of time, and the moment those eyes solidified, the power of the Ancient Witch Sacrifice surged significantly.

"Do you want breakfast?" Just as Seria was about to speak, she saw Meilansa stand up and reach out to her.

The Heavens Gate fell with a boom, like the sky itself collapsing. Earth-shattering power erupted, colliding once more with the Corpse-Gathering Coffin. Chu Mu, in his battle form, groaned as his palms split open, but the Divine Monarch and True God of the Corpse-Viscera Giant race suffered even worse; the Divine Monarch’s hands were a bloody mess, and the True God’s very bones had shattered.

The negotiations between the undead and the clerics were still ongoing, or rather, the stalemate in the negotiations had not changed much.

Now, Kander letting these mage apprentices study and analyze the elemental gems was clearly the right choice; they were also in urgent need of real-world examples to analyze and study the magic rules of this world.

The former possibility was unlikely; the clerics of this world had long since been slaughtered by the wizards. Even if there were a few stragglers, they would never have had the chance to escape a legendary archmage and leave a deep impression on them.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Imperial Concubine Xue closed her eyes obediently, though her hand remained clutching the person sitting by the bed.

"Starfall!" The Queen Mother manipulated the Star Chessboard. All the pieces on the board were illuminated, each representing a star. She casually grabbed a few pieces and hurled them at the Old Ancestor of the Styx; in the starry world, the corresponding stars also plummeted toward him.

"How bold! How dare you be so rude to our Old Madam," the butler, Lin, shouted from the side.

"You finally figured it out. How about it? This feeling isn't very pleasant, is it?" Zhou Tianci said with a smile.

He was born on the same day as Wang Chen and similarly practiced both sword arrays, yet his talent was not even half of Wang Chen's. At fifteen, out of spite, he went to the Black Profound Academy, and relying on pills, he had now advanced to the early stage of the Profound Desolate Realm, having abandoned the sword to cultivate only arrays.

Downstairs at the Aiping Group, aside from a few people in suits running business errands, it was relatively quiet. After all, it was midday; those who should be eating were out eating, and those still here were merely the essential staff on duty.