Chapter 54: Now That's What I Call Professional
Jiang Yunyao could not figure out why Ji Shuyao had decided to join a variety show. They had not been close back in high school, and now the young socialite had deliberately run over here—surely it could not be for her sake, right?
Not wanting to be overly self-absorbed, she chose to remain silent.
Seeing the atmosphere grow somewhat stagnant, Ji Shuyao suddenly let out a huff.
"Don't you think I came here to find you! I just thought this variety show looked very interesting, so I came to have some fun!"
Such a remark practically shouted, "The treasure is not buried here."
Su Zhixin was momentarily terrified by the test results before his eyes, his lips trembling for a long time without uttering a word.
Amidst the intertwining cups and goblets, people cast gazes filled with either curiosity or amazement toward the man sitting in the seat of honor, who kept his head lowered and remained silent throughout.
The Empress Dowager was startled and about to say more, but Jing Chen had already made up his mind. Claiming that he still had memorial reports to read and asking her to rest early, he turned and strode away.
She figured that only eight or nine years had passed, so why did Gu Mingru and Gu Mingan feel so drastically changed? Their gazes were simply spine-chilling.
"It's no wonder you chose to give up chasing her all the way to France and stayed in the country to take charge of the He Corporation instead." Yilie smiled and took a sip of the tea before him.
"Th-This is..." Situ Fengya looked down at his chest in astonishment, where four elements were slowly rotating. The scene looked utterly bizarre, yet remarkably harmonious.
"Feifei... It's been so many years. Mother has a lot of things she wants to talk to you about." Xia Lan looked much more weathered than in her memory, but she still wore the same amiable expression as before. Although a lingering barrier remained in her heart, she knew her mother had never once thought of giving up on her.
"I just came out from the Wind and Moon Pavilion." Su Yunian spoke first, breaking the quiet and awkward atmosphere.
Liao Boren's pupils gradually grew large, and the blood-red patterns on his body began to emerge once more. His eyes turned completely crimson, and his entire aura filled with a monstrous, vicious intent, making him look like a fierce and cruel demon crawling up from the netherworld.
Zhao Ji was hardly surprised that Zhao Gonglian could endlessly conjure up new gadgets that the princes vied to chase after.
Having been through quite a toss-up just now, he was still completely drained of strength. Unable to pose coolly any longer, Ye Liangchen crawled up from the snow, glanced in the direction of Sun Yingying's home—with a look that seemed to hold both reluctance and farewell—and then turned, walking out of the fields without ever looking back.
"According to Instructor Hao Zhao, those two escaped in here only yesterday. Therefore, they have at most a day and a half head start on us," Yang Feng said, looking at the primitive mountainous forest region spanning hundreds of miles on the base map.
However, Liu Daofei's words carried a hidden meaning: it was not that he did not want to tell him, but that he had to keep it confidential. The unspoken sentence was simply that these subordinates of his could not be trusted.
"A mage?" The look of contempt in Dr. Li's eyes deepened, turning into unmasked mockery as he firmly stamped Ye Xuanfu with the label of a charlatan.
Yang Chen naturally was not afraid of these things, and Murong Yunzhen did not panic much either. She simply sidestepped slightly so that Qu Rufeng on her back would not have to witness such a tragic scene.
Terrifying offensive power coupled with abnormal regenerative ability—facing an opponent like this, anyone would feel despair.
Guests stepped forward one after another to toast and congratulate Zhang Chu, especially some military generals who had long prepared to get Zhang Chu drunk so they could watch him make a fool of himself.
And the end of failure was to be quietly erased from history. If not for the opening of this grotto-heaven this time, perhaps no one would ever have known that such a powerful force once existed deep within this region.
Seeing Yang Chen speak thus, Hua Linglong hurriedly wiped away the tears in her eyes with her silk sleeve, as if deathly afraid that Yang Chen might grow to dislike her because of it.
One had to know that it was a genuine Universe Eternal Realm existence, one with a chance to reflect the origin of the starry skies.
However, cultivators who entered inside all went missing, their life and death unknown. In any case, not a single cultivator who went in had ever walked back out.