Chapter 29

"Thank you, Brother Chen! You are the best to me." Rong Tiantian ran off excitedly to show off to Liu Yu.

As he inhaled and exhaled, he made an effort to twist his body, which seemed to cause the dungeon labyrinth beneath him to tremble slightly. This gave him a start—he hoped he hadn't awakened the Earth Turtle.

A quarter of an hour later, his tightly closed eyes slowly opened once more. Unlike before, his eyes were now an endless, pitch-black void, like a bottomless whirlpool that made one willingly surrender to its depths.

Once settled, Jin Santu eagerly asked about their escape from the otherworld. Bai Ma Xiao gave an embellished account, conveniently omitting the details about Fiss and the bronze tomb, painting himself as a hero who unleashed his hidden potential at a critical moment to take down the big boss.

As the person in charge spoke, they mapped out the corresponding route across the galactic map on the virtual screen.

Outside, rumors were rampant about how incredible Cloud City was and how superior its cultivation conditions were, but these were merely whispers; one couldn't truly grasp what made it so formidable.

If this were the case, wouldn't mental damage and psychological illnesses cease to exist for interstellar citizens? This would be a blessing for the entire Federation.

Hearing the word "Senior Brother," Xi Ze could not help but tremble, his eyes filled with disbelief. Yet, the familiar voice made him lower the Xiyan Flute; the flute had been named after himself and his junior sister, A-Yan.

"Yes." Qiao Lan looked at the nurse before her with a calm expression, though her eyes hid an irrepressible hatred. It was this very nurse who had drawn her blood in her past life, wasn't it?

Three days later, the letter arrived in Dragon City. Inside Phoenix Perch Palace, Su Linglong tore open the envelope, and upon reading its contents, a brilliant, stunning light flashed in her eyes.

The ladies of Shanghai were fond of qipao, and so this hand-embroidery business found its purpose. When business was good, the shop would have some odd jobs "leak" out, and Mother Liu would sew a few trinkets in her spare time, which she figured might cover a portion of the rent—or at the very least, allow her precious Bao to have a few more meat dishes.

The Ancestral Dragon might be perplexed: why did Jiao Ming choose such an extreme fighting style? Was not the pursuit of a higher realm meant for eternal enjoyment?

Jiang Ning looked closely at the fragment of the stone tablet. It had fallen from the main monument, its carved patterns abruptly severed, leaving only half behind.

Lu Xiqiao hurriedly peeled another shrimp for her, dipped it in sauce, and placed it onto the small plate in front of her with his chopsticks.

***

After sitting for a while, hearing movement at the door, Jiang Xuan immediately stood up to welcome them. Aside from Mrs. Li’s family, there was an uninvited guest.

Hearing the words of the Black and White Taoists of the True Immortal Sect, the imperial night watchman hesitated, remaining motionless, while the martial artists of the jianghu were clearly unsettled.

Hearing footsteps, A-Huang was the first to run toward Sui He, circling around her, his tail wagging furiously.

Zhao Ji and Fang Xingze, both formidable experts at the first level of the Heart-Sea Realm, felt their spirits suddenly shudder; they became dazed, a sharp pain piercing the depths of their souls.

The reason he had previously agreed to let the system explain was to clarify his path forward; he certainly did not want the system to ramble on with a series of incomprehensible remarks.

Lin Qingquan took out her zither, took a deep breath, and raised and lowered her hands. A melodious tune began to play. Ruohua was initially somewhat indifferent, but after listening for a while, he was drawn in; he closed his eyes to listen, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest of his chair.

"I just know, that’s all. I don’t even know how I know, I just know inexplicably," Lin Qingquan said, playing the rogue.

The night wind carried a desolation and chill absent during the day, accompanied by the occasional roar of wild beasts. The lantern she held flickered in and out of existence. Taohua stumbled along the increasingly remote mountain path, the night wind sweeping past her like some terrifying demon, further deepening the horrific atmosphere.

On the vast lawn, the half-giant Hagrid and Hellboy, each wielding a massive lawnmower, were frantically harvesting the wildly overgrown grass. Untended for a year, the weeds had completely transformed the appearance of the lawn.

Within the sphere of influence of the planet Xandar, the status of the Nova Corps was equivalent to that of the ancient imperial guards. They were elite, certainly, for they guarded the home base of Xandar—a matter of the utmost importance that allowed for no negligence. The soldiers selected had to be the elite of the elite.

Just as Xia Zhi was particularly sensitive to certain topics raised by the Tian family, the Tian family was also overly suspicious of certain things Xia Zhi said.

"Young Master, we have arrived at He Gui's house." Gao Fei jumped off the carriage, moved the wheelchair down, and with the coachman, helped Zhao Chenglin disembark.

"If we're having steamed buns, let's make some water tofu. I'll make a bit more gravy; I noticed everyone really liked that gravy today," Xia Zhi said.

Zhang Meng had tremendous strength and understood some internal energy; in just two moves, Er Gouzi had lost half his life and lay limp on the ground.

***

This was only one factor; after all, the Mo Family Saber was second to none in both price and power, which was precisely why the Wu family resorted to such despicable tactics.

Chen Zibai felt deeply unsettled listening to their conversation. He had originally planned to try pursuing Jiang Xiyue first, and if he couldn't win her over, he would choose Li Xuean.

It possessed "unviewability," a special demonic seed capable of causing mental collapse merely by being seen.

There could not be two identical corpses in the world; even twins could not be completely the same.

That hand waved gently before her, and the blood on her body vanished miraculously, her wounds healing as well. Gu Qingyu held her body half-embraced, hoping to make her rest more comfortably.

Wang Hao cursed inwardly; these damn arms dealers truly had hearts as black as coal.

Tong Yu sighed sadly. The group tacitly refrained from asking; as the saying goes, family shame should not be made public. Since Tong Yu was unwilling to mention his tragic past, they would not expose his old scars.

Other companies' stock prices either rose or fell, but the stock price of the Xi State Petroleum Company remained as immovable as a mountain, truly without a ripple.

"Let's go, let's return to the classroom; I haven't eaten yet." Su Qi replied, and the two headed back to the classroom together.

Jiang Zixi, the Grand Elder, and the others were stunned to see the terrifying power of Elder Yan. Seeing Qin Yi go to meet that "Son of God" alone, they could not help but feel a bit worried.

She cheered, reached out her hand, and a mass of true energy condensed in her palm, emitting a cyan-green light.