Volume 1, Chapter 49: The Death of Bingyan

After enduring countless hardships, Zhao Gan finally managed to find the self-study classroom used by the management postgraduate students. The difficulty of the endeavor was scarcely less than the historic Long March, and by the time he actually located the room, dusk had already settled over the campus.

However, as long as he could draw the Steel-Backed Poison Scorpion's attention onto himself and then run in circles around it, the creature's mobility would be restricted, fulfilling the promise he had made to Li Yan.

Just as Zhao Gan sidestepped the heavy blow, the pale-faced man's wrist slipped free, and his right hand struck out with another attack. Because Zhao Gan's upper body was twisted at an awkward angle, it was difficult for him to dodge again, leaving him with no choice but to throw a punch in defense.

Zhao Fei, wearing a red bridal veil, knelt on the ground, while Guo Lin, draped in a red robe, bowed slightly toward the heavens. The ceremony official frowned slightly but remained silent.

The man she loved was the youth in white robes at the Crimson Beauty Valley, the prince who was willing to abandon everything for her, the one who recklessly shielded her from incoming blades, the one who searched for her tirelessly without rest, the one who stayed by her side all night because she was afraid of the dark, and the one who once promised to protect her no matter what.

Lei Ming looked at that lonely smile and felt a profound sense of discomfort in his chest. He proposed a drinking contest, and Ye Chenxuan naturally agreed.

He reached out to grab them, yet every phantom slipped right through his fingertips, impossible to retain any longer. What his fingertips touched was nothing more than an illusory mirage in a mirror or the moon reflected in the water.

A burst of crisp applause rang out. As everyone turned their gazes toward the sound, Situ Xiao entered the hall in full military attire, followed by Kong Zhiming, Ruan Jingyuan, Chen Ran, and several subordinate generals, a bright smile gracing his face.

Ai Yi and the others could hardly believe their ears. For inanimate objects like these to evolve—for a pile of dead flesh to gradually take on human traits—was a terrifying prospect. Perhaps one day, a person's own lover might transform into a walking corpse, while they remained intimate with it. The mere thought sent chills down their spines.

"Make sure to keep Fang Shan far away from this Zhao Xiang in the future; he's simply too good at stirring up trouble." Glancing sideways at Zhao Xiang, Ma Qingqing linked arms with Fang Shan, feeling deeply displeased.

"Please forgive us, Daoist friend. This matter was our fault, and we offer our sincere apologies to you here," Bai Suzhen said, bowing deeply with utmost sincerity.

Therefore, this elite force was equally crucial to Xue Rengui, which explained why Xue Rengui had not seen Shu An for several months.

Though it sounded somewhat unbelievable, how could this place possibly become the site for his tribulation transcendence?

Knowing that Ouyang Tong had previously planned a journey to explore Chang'an, he unfortunately no longer had the heart for such leisure now.

One had to understand that traveling to the grasslands this time would be no easy feat; facing pursuit and interception by the Tujue was highly probable, making it a venture where survival was a slim ten percent at best.

A hint of a smile surfaced on Shu An's face as he spoke. Perhaps due to the perspective of later generations, he never cared to lean on his seniority to bully others.

Stopping the car like this caused a massive uproar. First, Major General Ito flew into a towering rage; second, his guards immediately surrounded the reconnaissance squad, ordering them to stack their weapons aside, clasp their heads, and kneel on the ground.

When Chen Dun returned from the Wu family estate, he found Mother Liu and Wei'er staring blankly at each other, and then turning their gazes toward him in unison.

"I knew you'd help me, Zhao Xiang." Qiao Hui patted her chest, stuck out her tongue with a fluttering heart, and didn't dare meet Zhao Xiang's eyes.

"No manners!" Suddenly, the figure on the rooftop moved. With a single-handed strike against the ridge of the roof, the figure vaulted upward while simultaneously tilting the wine gourd in his hand to pour out a continuous thread of wine like a libation.

Yu Danhua nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad at all. They all have promising futures, look lovely, and exude a sense of reliability at first glance." She unconsciously compared them to Qiao Yueyue standing nearby.

"Good heavens, that solitary figure without any backing is actually renowned as the ultimate powerhouse closest to the second-tier forces!" Discussions erupted in a murmur close to their ears.

Along the way, the soldiers and ability users were completely terrified by this demon-like combat prowess, losing any remaining will to fight as they turned and fled in all directions.

The further down they went, the lower the temperature dropped. Wang Sheng could clearly perceive the change. If not for the high performance of his diving suit, an ordinary person would have long since frozen solid at this temperature. Even so, Wang Sheng did not dare to lower his guard, constantly channeling formations to keep warm and maintaining his vigilance without a single moment of relaxation.

As for Ah Qi, that foolish girl who was willing to die with him, all the mistrust Wang Sheng had previously held toward her could now be cast aside. Moreover, Ah Qi currently had a vital mission: to impersonate Lin Xiu and draw the fire of the various major families.

The terrifying numbers of low-level elemental warriors, coupled with the earth-shattering power wielded effortlessly by the high-level elemental masters, stirred a strange sensation deep within Chen Li's heart.

There was no need for anyone to greet him outside, nor was there any need to enter the mansion to pay respects to elder relatives. Having ventured out of the palace frequently, Crown Prince Liu Mu had reached a tacit understanding with the various imperial princes and princesses: whenever he traveled incognito, there was to be no grand fanfare, sparing everyone unnecessary trouble.

This Hua Cong was a standard scion of a wealthy family at Diesel Academy, and Chen Li still retained a deep impression of him.

Looking further back lay a stretch of woods. The woods were dense—not a subterranean chamber of earth and stone, to be sure, but traversing them certainly offered some cover. However, if one needed to pursue someone over a greater distance, backtracking a certain way was unavoidable.

He was now a figure of some standing and reputation. If a young lady were to attend a banquet dressed in such attire and then inadvertently display her obsession with martial arts midway, the difficulty of finding a romantic partner in the future would only increase manifold.

What they loved was avoiding a complete loss of face, while what they hated was that a newly emerged third-party newcomer had materialized out of nowhere to create three such remarkably entertaining games, which was undoubtedly a slap to their own pride.

Upon seeing that his father had sold their original clothing in exchange for the money used to buy eggs, Meng Longtan flew into a rage on the spot, wishing nothing more than to fight to the death.

And if one were truly to take a smartphone to an unfamiliar realm, it would be nothing more than a useless brick.

Therefore, the Mirage Corporation could only clear away Wen Ruoliu's memory cache regarding Jian He on the existing foundation, without resorting to drastic initialization; otherwise, there was a high probability of reverting to square one overnight and losing all evolutionary achievements.

"What?!" Everyone turned to look in shock, clearly thunderstruck by Lin Em's words. "Say that again?!" Redson gripped Lin Em's shoulders fiercely, looking ready to go berserk if she failed to provide a satisfactory explanation on the spot.

To others, Shen Shi appeared completely ordinary, perhaps merely possessing a rather handsome appearance. But in the eyes of Shen Wanlin, this grandson of his was fundamentally different from ordinary mortals—possessing a detached transcendence that seemed to leap beyond mortal perception.