Chapter 43: Seemingly Righteous Yet Truly Sinister

As soon as the words fell, the white flame on Tu Su’s forehead blazed brighter, and the surrounding spiritual energy rapidly surged into the Tree Tower.

“What kind of place is this?” Cassius looked at the blue space before him with puzzlement, muttering to himself.

It was just past one in the morning when Liu Shana suddenly woke from her sleep, only to find that Dugu Shuqin was no longer beside her on the bed.

Dugu Shuqin gazed with delight at the various outdoor cooking utensils beside the vehicle and smiled.

“I’m going to the police station; you handle this matter!” With that, Mylan handed a clip to Dian Ning.

“Yes!” Although reluctant, they understood that military orders were absolute—they had no choice but to comply, though some grumbled beforehand.

The Supreme Lord Laozi had grown weary of constantly hearing the violent Beast Lord spew nonsense, to the point that even his disciples began to chuckle secretly. Unable to bear it any longer, in a fit of anger, he summoned one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to battle, charging out through the Western Heaven Gate.

After a round of combat, the comrades were all exhausted except for them—no wonder, for they had run back while the others returned by “cable car.”

“Whatever, if you want to leave, then leave.” Saying this, Gu Luo picked up the sword resting on a black rock pedestal, ready to go out.

Before the black mist finished speaking, Captain Roger felt his body slipping beyond control; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t move—only his anxious and furious eyes could still turn.

This was a habit formed in the wilderness. Living in the jungle, one’s survival rhythm must strictly follow other animals’ routines; if one overslept even slightly, they might miss the prime hunting time—meaning going hungry the entire day.

Besides the abundance of ferocious beasts, this place’s most notable feature was its rich supply of spiritual herbs.

Moreover, spiritual cultivation was divided into two types: one in the material world and the other in the virtual world. The Zero Pole was the material cultivation organization, while the Red Packet Alliance belonged to the virtual cultivation realm. The former could, upon reaching certain levels, “spiritually enter” the chip network; the latter had a chance to awaken in the material world, though it was rare.

Some items were hard to transport or better suited for combat, so they were exchanged on-site. Therefore, Liu Yi did not plan to spend all his contribution points at once.

Hearing this, Qin Junxi suddenly realized that Qiao Xin and the others must have come to see him today because of this matter.

Especially for conventional mid-lane heroes, their combos were usually just keyboard mashing—rolling through with Q, E, and R.

“Keep going like this, and Mostima will consume you!” Latina screamed wildly, but Ace and Sen still ignored the warnings.

You Jian rubbed the back of his head; it felt as if someone had struck it with a brick—essentially a concussion.

At this moment, before more passengers disembarked, Qiao Xin suddenly took out a fifty and handed it to the driver.

“Have you ever tried sweet and sour pork? It’s tangy and crispy outside, tender inside!” Liu Shoucai asked casually.

When Qi Nan came out, she heard Jin Fang loudly and confidently respond; she shook her head repeatedly, sighing. Jin Fang stubbornly refused to admit defeat, unaware she had already lost utterly—no amount of posturing could help now.

Master Yue Xia’s jade foot touched down lightly, a cloud of auspicious mist rising beneath her, lifting her body toward the Xuan Yin Tower. She then reached into her sleeve, took out a yin-yang intertwined jade shuttle, chanted an incantation, and threw it downward.

“Since those not here for treatment are crowding around, what good does this do? It just causes trouble. Let them all leave, and only the patients remain.” Xiao Yi waved his hand impatiently; after all, being gawked at like animals in a zoo was no pleasant feeling.

When Li Lin instantly donned the green official robe of the Eighth Rank of the Yin Court, Zhu Qianwen and Wang Jiaqi were surprised but unsurprised—after all, they had already discerned from that demon’s words Li Lin’s extraordinary identity.

“Emperor Liang, we’ve received news that Magneto has already arrived at X School.” A mutant subordinate respectfully reported to Qian Youliang.

“Nonsense! Damn nonsense!” Old King Qing was enraged, his veins bulging as he suddenly pointed at Xin Yao’s face, cursing furiously.

After giving the sword, Hu Lan promised Ah Dai that she would teach him how to combine swordsmanship and magic whenever she had time. Once he mastered it, his combat ability would improve significantly.

“Really? But finding someone here is like searching for a needle in the sea. Are you sure you can find them?” Jarvis asked.

Jing Younan drained the drink in one gulp, feeling a warm current rise from his dantian, spreading through every limb, enveloping him in warmth.

When Chen Mohan pushed open the door and entered the villa, she immediately saw Luo Jingyang. He wore a black suit; his tall frame appeared somewhat lonely, evoking a pang of sympathy.

Fearing his wife might say something shocking, Luo Jingyang could only follow them from afar.