Chapter 71

"At that time, it was so chaotic... How could I possibly care about something like that? With so many mosquitoes, it would be a miracle if I wasn't bitten to death!" Bing said with justified self-assurance.

"Li Yu, the steel mill, can we consider this fully built now?" After returning to Li Xiuning's temporary quarters, she still found it hard to believe that such a massive project had been completed under her leadership.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang...!" Two consecutive rows of Kagune bullets with astonishing firing speeds instantly surged forward like a pair of twin fire dragons flying side by side, hurtling fiercely toward Xu Liang, who was closely pursuing the Calamity.

After all, basic medical knowledge such as debridement, applying medication, and changing bandages can generally be handled by any professionally trained medic.

"Zhennan, your playing time is already long enough! And the score gap isn't that large, is there really any need to push yourselves this hard?" the coach of Chengnan Middle School asked.

"You know me best, my lord! Your humble servant received the news in the middle of the night and stayed awake through the latter half, sketching it out on a large sheet of paper. My lord, you can just take a look at this diagram," Wang Kai chuckled.

Zhao Shiyu nodded happily, looking like his mischievous scheme had succeeded. Ever since the storage wooden bracelet had transformed into a storage seal, aside from being able to shift to various parts of his body, it had no other special functions.

"All lives are equal; there are no distinctions of high or low, noble or humble," You suddenly recalled her mother telling her this many years ago.

With everyone united as one, the imperial capital's precarious defensive array was propped up once again. Various magical artifacts rained down toward the figure in red robes in the sky, forming a mighty, overwhelming torrent of artifacts with terrifying momentum. As murderous intent surged, the boundless clouds in the void were torn apart.

"Treat me to dinner?" Wu Haonan reflexively shook hands with him, his face full of question marks upon hearing Lan Duo's words.

The next moment, a crisp sword chime rang out, as if an ultimate edge of sword light had swept outward in a circle. The formless yin energy was abruptly split by a distinct dividing line. The array markers set up all around simultaneously broke into neat halves, their spiritual essence dissipating. Lacking a source, the vast amounts of yin energy drifted away into nothingness.

Li Yunhui checked the old lady's physical condition and, finding nothing unusual, directly withdrew the magic power he had previously cast over her.

Yet it caused no actual harm to him whatsoever. It was not until the flames burned out completely that the ghost's figure materialized once again, a look of wild ecstasy plastered across his face.

Along the way, there had originally been many informants from the Qingyuan Palace, but deterred by Zhang Yuanhao, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, traveling alongside, none of them dared to make any major moves. They could only slink away to report the news. As it turned out, several days passed without a single person from Qingyuan Palace showing up, and the two of them smoothly entered the territory of the Black Iron Sect.

"Grand Governor Lü, Han Feng is here, please come forward to speak!" Han Feng appeared at the vanguard of the Liang army, flanked by two guards.

This mission was not so easily resolved because, due to differences in social strata, their needs varied drastically.

While there were plenty of ice-attribute spirit stones, not a single superior-grade spirit stone was among them; all the spirit stones he had acquired were of the middle and lower grades. This was only natural, as superior-grade spirit stones—especially mutated ones—held extraordinary value, and presumably, the Wuzhi Tribe maintained strict control over them.

After all, this country lacked the capacity to cultivate crops. Without sufficient food, their own people would starve to death. Would a chieftain really watch his own people starve to death just for the sake of outsiders' lives?

With a thought, the Galaxy Cauldron spun rapidly in front of his chest, casting a silver radiance that illuminated the entire cavern as the Corpse-Rot Crows flew in circles like flowing water from a river of stars.

This spectacle caused the expressions of the other family factions to shift slightly. Xiao Yunfei's reputation was truly astonishing, and the impact this would have on them was entirely unpredictable.

Hearing him put it this way, the crowd stopped asking further questions. Life was going well enough; nobody would be bored enough to go out and sell their own organs for no reason. In truth, everyone in this same room was a wretch who had encountered insurmountable hardships in life.

Suddenly, a ripple stirred in the void, and a snowflake landed upon the golden palm print. The palm print vanished instantly, stunning everyone present. Long Zhiru whispered softly, "It's her."

These spirit beasts had been trapped in the ancient dense ruins for thousands of years, unable to leave. The secrets hidden among them were naturally known only to Liu Yunqing, the true inheritor.

Speaking of this, Xia Jian really felt a bit ashamed. Looking back, he used to visit Qingshan County quite often. Every time, Tang Na was the one running around assisting him; as a friend, Xia Jian had truly fallen short in this regard.

However, since the other party's origins were unknown, they could not act rashly. Coupled with an adult seventh-grade spirit beast, the three sects held deep apprehensions.

Lü Xuan felt Qian Duoduo's hand merely grasping his ear without applying any real force, yet he still cooperated and cried out dramatically.

"Idol! It's time to eat. Did you leave your soul behind on the road?" Chen Jing tapped her plate with chopsticks and shouted.

Not to mention that with the eruption of this incident, Xiao Yunfei's identity had been completely exposed.

When the older man's right hand emerged from his trouser pocket, with a *swish*, an iron chain shot straight from his sleeve toward Jian Wuqing. At the same time, a large net suddenly appeared in the hands of the other man beside him, who swept it outward to capture Jian Wuqing.

"Dad, I am your son. Is there anything you can't let me know?" Li Jiarong reached out to steady Li Aiguo, helping him sit down beside him, and looked at him intently.

On the forum, someone had already offered 3 million in cash to buy that "Territory Token." Such a huge sum was completely enough to make most players forget the fear of death, driving them to venture into the Old Dragon Pool with dreams of getting rich overnight.

"Let's talk about the sky islands here," Feng Cheng said, waving his hand as an image materialized within the hall. As Feng Cheng channeled more and more energy into it, the scenery displayed in the image grew increasingly detailed.

The corpse-refiner laughed with excitement. If someone like Jun Mochen could be captured, it would undoubtedly be a monumental contribution.

Finding an inn to stay at in the provincial capital, Di Renjie sat there blankly in his room, deep in thought.

"Ever since I learned that Wang Zhiyuan used a magical artifact to suppress the evil ghost, Your Majesty, I understood that he was the mastermind behind the conspiracy. That so-called magical artifact was clearly the murder weapon used to slay the emperor!" Yuan Hui said with bitter resentment.

Wielding the Linsie Sword, two more men fell. As the guards of the Pleasure Pavilion launched their attacks, Xici tapped her toes against the ground, leaped into the air, and headed toward the auction stage.