Chapter 161: May I Have Your Name?

The dining hall of the Great Fortune Restaurant was nearly filled with patrons. Lively laughter, conversation, and the clinking of wine cups filled every corner.

The waiters hurried back and forth, and no one paid any further attention to their table.

The group soon finished their meal. Only then did Kang Qi ask a waiter to bring them a pot of tea.

Seeing that everyone had finished eating, Zun You resumed his discussion of scholarly matters with Feng Tiankuo.

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After crossing the second mountain peak, they arrived at the third, Shield Spirit Peak. There they saw a man with rugged features and an uninhibited bearing. This was Shield Spirit. Three leopards surrounded him, yet there was no trace of panic in his expression, nor did his face betray the slightest change of color. He remained calm and composed, watching the movements of every leopard at all times.

Long Xiu stared at the utterly empty room with a cold, furious gaze. Even the couch had been left neat and spotless. Clearly, whoever had previously occupied the private room had checked out and departed in haste.

Clearly, she, Guan Chenji, and Feng Xinci had each revealed the outcome of their own deaths in different ways. She had learned of it late, while Guan Chenji had known early. And that difference in timing had been enough for certain unpleasant things to happen.

Zhao Fuxin’s home stood in a rather secluded area, in stark contrast to the bustle in the distance. Big Ox knocked several times, but when no one answered, he knew that Zhao Fuxin had probably gone out.

It should be understood that even direct sparring between spirit wielders caused damage only to the mind. Under normal circumstances, elemental spirits would not directly harm a person’s body.

“Tsk. As a doll, do you really intend to meddle in your master’s private affairs?” Mercury Lamp raised her head haughtily. No matter the time or the circumstances, she was always Yeye’s natural nemesis.

Even so, she now invoked Xiahou Lan’s name. Xiahou Lan was, after all, Xiahou Ce’s paternal aunt, and she had always treated him well. No matter how cold-hearted Xiahou Ce might be, he could not disregard his elder completely.

As he spoke, he drove a punch into the leader’s chest. Fueled by his anger, the blow carried the power of the Nine Yang Art. The three men had been trapped by some unknown force and were unable to move. Before their eyes, Big Ox’s fist struck the golden figure.

The doctor had no time to answer Gu Meng. While briskly preparing for the operation, he ordered an assistant to turn Gu Meng over and inserted a hand into her lower body to prevent the umbilical cord from slipping out any farther.

As soon as he finished speaking, the family’s second-generation elders and the patriarch all burst into laughter as they looked at Lin Feng. The Lin family had now become the foremost clan in Yanjing, and the credit for that unquestionably belonged to Lin Feng. The more powerful Lin Feng appeared, the more firmly established the family’s position became.

Therefore, recruiting non-player characters naturally benefited her as well, and for that reason she had to lend her full support.

This world was not crowded, yet neither was it broad enough. What impact would an alien nation rising from the fringes of an unclaimed world have on the other races?

Thus, the essence of this method of cultivating qi lay in constructing a Sun-Devouring Spirit Formation within the acupoints.

By now, the God of Holy Light had completely transformed his entire body into flesh and had fully awakened. When he saw the divine radiance shooting toward him from Rikka, a trace of gravity appeared on his face.

Su Jie had visited this place before, so she no longer found it strange. Qi Qi, however, was here for the first time. The moment she stepped inside, she frowned and lifted a hand to wave in front of her nose, clearly finding the environment difficult to endure.

Wei Mingyue flawlessly reproduced the extraordinarily difficult and dazzling maneuver known as the Scissors-Leg Turn in actual combat.

Gong Ruini had certainly heard Zhao Guangran complain more than once about the poor attitude his two younger brothers took toward him. Whenever something good happened, their elder brother was never included; whenever something unpleasant occurred, however, their second brother was sure to be involved.

That was what she said, yet before leaving she still took a hair ribbon and tied it into a bow near the ends of her hair.