Chapter 86

Faced with his father's obvious change in demeanor, Zhang Zhifang, though equally bewildered, understood deep down that the tide of a nearly two-month-long battle was about to turn. For only such a possibility could revive that fighting spirit in his father's eyes. Yet if his body were ruined, lacking a companion beast, he would struggle to stand toe-to-toe against the companion beasts of the human race. Moreover, Yunfan himself, implicated by Yunmei's earlier slander of Su Yi, had suffered a blow to his reputation. His recent fortunes had declined, and the company was already considering abandoning him.

Although the team captured the championship and substitute players received the same rewards, many experts were reluctant to remain substitutes. After all, their limited time on the field did little to hone their skills. The conversation between the two was not hidden in the least; in fact, they deliberately projected their voices so that everyone at Second Middle School could hear.

Yue Jing glanced around but said nothing, simply closing his eyes and moving his hands swiftly, calculating as if he were a mystical fortune teller. Gao Linhua stared at Wu Siqi; with her beauty that could topple kingdoms, she seemed delicate and frail. How could she possibly help? She probably wasn't even as capable as Baihe.

Fang Jun spoke with unassailable confidence, leaving no room for retort. This was, after all, the duty of the Jingzhao Prefecture. Besides, Fang Jun held higher rank and prestige, and though both were imperial sons-in-law, he thoroughly eclipsed Du Gu Mou. What else could Du Gu Mou do?

“Can a cauldron develop spiritual awareness? How should the quality of a cauldron be judged?” Xius was puzzled and asked.

And indeed, as the saying goes, “Wealth comes from taking risks.” There is no such thing as a guaranteed victory in war. He was never the crown prince to begin with; now, with the momentum of the succession struggle surging, this was his chance for a reversal—how could he not accept a measure of risk?

Behind them, powerful teams from the Demon Flame Sect and other factions in Sin Province watched the confrontation at the Four Realms Heaven, their hearts filled with dread and apprehension.

The phrase “arrogant troops are doomed to fail” was not without reason. In contrast, the Princess's team was growing ever more spirited. Worse still, not only had they lost their team, but their fortress had been torn down, leaving only a few battle reports as evidence.

After hearing the analysis from the master, everyone present understood, and those who did not could only put on a look of awe, watching the other party closely.

They had always thought the interstellar pirates they fought before were formidable, but now it seemed it was only because the Star Shuttle had such poor equipment. Judging by individual combat strength…

Qin Hao and Huang Xin had been out for some time without seeing Ling Chen. Just as they were about to go back and look for her, they saw Ling Chen walking out, carrying her shoulder bag.

“We can't split it up. If we do, we'll have to sell the house, and the market's terrible right now. We won't get a good price,” Huang Yali firmly rejected.

Jiang Yan did not speak immediately. He pretended to ponder, his expressions well-crafted—sometimes showing fear, sometimes excitement—his eyes darting back and forth as though making a decision.

Additionally, the Earth Flame Spirit Fruit had a body-refining effect; for low-level cultivators pursuing physical refinement, it was a miraculous treasure.

She found peace staying indoors, but as someone who worked in the fields every day, she was constantly hounded and questioned.

[Xu Changfeng's Special Reconnaissance Technique]: A scouting method developed by an experienced hunter. When used, it allows the user to inspect monsters up to ten levels above their own, and applies a special flaw effect. This effect works only once per monster. Usage cost: 100 mana points. Cooldown: None.

The three cultivators, already flustered by the barrage of thunderballs, grew pale at the sight, blood draining from their faces.

Ji Xiaofu never expected that while Yin Litian spoke to her, he would start criticizing Shaolin.

But at this point, regret was useless. It was like dropping a stone on your own foot; all that remained was to accept the consequences.

His revenge targeted only the most outstanding, talented individuals of each level at Sword Cliff—the ones who could become its pillars in the future.

“But he’s been frightened out of his wits by you—don’t stoop to his level,” the elders gathered around Ji Xian, as if afraid he might despair, each offering words of comfort.

Wang Shuang, who was being interrogated by Chen Yan, showed signs of nervousness and concealment, but not fear or terror.

Upon hearing this, Chu Lingfeng’s face darkened, his expression clouded. Was he the grandmaster or the master? Was Liu Xiaoxia doing this on purpose?

Winter Warm felt awkward looking at the humanoid pill, so after some thought, she refrained from stepping out of the water.

Feng Shaoming’s mind was in turmoil. To be honest, it was his first time facing such a situation, and he couldn’t make up his mind.

“Damn it, die!” Tang Yin had already dismounted. Seeing his mistake had cost him a million members, his eyes blazed with fury, and his divine weapon hacked again and again at the Crab Tribe’s heads, claiming their lives one by one.

Spirit summoning was an extremely tedious and lengthy process. Wu Yu grew sleepy, only then did Yu Chen finally finish.

“……” Yan Bin could only nod helplessly under everyone’s gaze, saying nothing as he stood and left the office.

Tonight, Shangguan Ye drank more than usual. Though he could normally hold his liquor, now his brows were furrowed, his eyes glazed, and the smell of alcohol clung to him.

Though curiosity gnawed at him, the eldest brother suppressed his restlessness, patiently waiting outside.

The trusted aide’s face was somewhat sour but he still smiled at the old man before him. “You must be joking, sir. I’ll wait here—otherwise, I fear my master would not feel at ease.” The old man shrugged, accustomed to such situations; one more time made no difference.