Chapter Forty-Nine: Better to Kill the Wrong Man Than Let Anyone Go!

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“Does anyone know what clues the Millennium Tower has found this time concerning the search for treasure?” someone asked impatiently.

The five boys froze at once and stared at Sun Yifan in confusion, unable to believe he would say such a thing.

But when Sai Mudan tried to act, she suddenly felt utterly weak. She attempted to circulate the true energy within her body, only to find it completely empty, as though all the energy she had cultivated over the years had vanished into thin air.

A hand knocked against its surface. It felt like striking metal, yet not the slightest pain could be felt.

The Bafang Space seemed vast and empty. The two sat facing each other over a hotpot, each lost in their own thoughts, while nine projections monitored the outside world. In the blink of an eye, four hundred years passed. Both reached the limits of their current realms. Fang Zisheng could enter the Star-Inducing Realm at any moment, while Anping needed an opportunity before he could condense his spirit.

Although the copied version was considerably weaker than the original seal, they were, after all, more highly cultivated than Lang Fan, Guan Ling, and the others, which made up for the formation’s diminished power.

Yu Miao was dumbfounded. He had never imagined that there could be so many different esports events.

With that, he pushed open the door and walked out. Leng Feng clasped his hands expressionlessly and left as well. The door closed. I took a sip of wine. It was fiery, and after exhaling a long breath, I let out a troubled sigh.

After eating, Lu Yu began meditating and cultivating in a secluded corner of the cave. Tuka Feng told the other two about Lu Yu’s experiences, and they were deeply moved. When they heard that Tuka Feng had miraculously broken through into the Innate Realm, they cried out that the ancestors had blessed them and that their clan finally had hope.

Moreover, Zhang Hu’s job was to protect Han Xue’er in secret whenever she went out. When she was at home, Ye Haichuan would never allow him to wander around the villa. If he happened to spy on any of the female members of the household bathing or changing clothes, wouldn’t Ye Haichuan be devastated?

“What are you talking about… That child is…” Eli stopped halfway through his sentence. Why had he never once thought of it that way?

Wan Miao answered with a cold laugh, “Rest assured. I’m waiting for her.”

The moment he finished speaking, the door sounded twice. Yu Jing entered, carrying a paper bag.

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Every storefront along Spirit Heaven Street, the busiest thoroughfare in Spirit Mountain City, now bore the Long family’s signboard.

Day after day passed. When the tenth day was over, Liu Yunfeng and Qin Shaogong emerged from the secret chamber at the same time. They exchanged a glance, and each saw wild joy in the other’s eyes.

“Go on, then. There’s no point staying here when you have no heart for studying.” Master Valros let out a long sigh.

How could a man who had cast aside the pride of a lifetime and surrendered his dignity possibly have broken through into the Human Saint Realm with a clear and unburdened mind?

Upon entering the home-improvement and furniture market, the three visitors from ancient times experienced the splendor of modern commerce for the first time. Even Cao Cao, whose face was usually expressionless, felt that his eyes could scarcely take everything in. He Shen, meanwhile, seemed to have glue on the soles of his feet; every novel object he saw left him unable to move on.

Su Xiangyang, having taken a Great Restoration Pill, recovered from his injuries at an astonishing rate. Anyone could tell how powerful Gu Xinghun’s elixir was.

“Hmph! Stop them! Kill everyone except Gu Xinghun!” roared the one-armed leader, his murderous aura soaring into the sky.

At last, the final four bouts of the top-eight martial competition ended. The winner of the first division was Burnlia, a holy knight of the Kingdom of Elysion; the winner of the second was Prince Cassiel of Balia; the third was another holy knight of Elysion, Noiton; and the fourth was Isabella of the Holy Rite Knights of Airosia.

That conclusion secretly alarmed Guang Wu. If the bandits truly attacked from the northern side of Ji County, where an assault had originally been considered impossible, they would be facing the county’s weakest defenses—the local militia made up of Du Ruhou and the powerful landowners.

“Hmph.” Shui Lianyue sneered inwardly. Precisely because you have made it so obvious, Nangong Yu will show me even less mercy. If I marry into the princely household, life will certainly not be easy.

Xu Dong understood. Unless he helped Loki defeat the Hu Xin family, it would be impossible for him to return to the Shangwu Continent. Since that was the case, he needed to use Shatuo to find out exactly what forces King Loki and the Hu Xin family each possessed.

At that moment, Wang Feng sat cross-legged on the somewhat crude bed. The pores all over his body were visibly absorbing the spiritual energy in the air. The energy surged toward him in clusters, almost forming a solid mass.

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Jun Mochen walked to the cushion and slowly gathered up his long robe before sitting down cross-legged. As he settled himself, a look of anticipation appeared in his eyes. He, too, wanted to know just how extraordinary this seemingly ordinary man truly was.

“Heh heh, clever.” Qu Bing was amused by Yuling’s remark. He glanced at her and said, “Let’s begin with one.”

Then he turned around, squatted on the ground, and wrote the number one in the dirt.

“Uh, I didn’t go at all.” Good Rain Season twisted his neck and stubbornly denied it, glaring with wide eyes.

After Wang Cheng accepted the long string of Buddhist prayer beads, he considered making a trip to Tibet himself. Perhaps he might even acquire some rare treasure.

“Hee hee, I understand.” Seeing Long Tianyi’s expression, Du Shiniang immediately covered her mouth and giggled.

She was going out, taking her elder maternal uncle Feng Tianyou and his wife, Madam Shen, to visit the Hua residence.

Nanny Cui muttered a few complaints under her breath, but Zhiyun paid them no mind. It was hardly the first time Nanny Cui had said such things.

Though he was a troublemaker, he was not ignorant of propriety. He was very satisfied with his principal consort and would never commit such an utterly blatant insult as taking a secondary consort before the principal consort entered the household.

The northern wind howled through the night, scattering the heavy clouds and revealing a clear blue sky. Ouyang’s spirits lifted at once. Even the snowflakes falling in a soft rustle onto the window lattice seemed especially lovely to him.

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