Chapter 112: The Daily Drift Chronicles

“Wow, I caught a fish!” Fang Wenxuan shouted excitedly, holding up the stick in his hand.

“What’s there to be so happy about? It’s just a fish,” Lin Bing said coldly.

“Fine, then just wait to starve,” Fang Wenxuan retorted, taking the fish over to roast it on the fire.

Lin Bing watched in surprise as Fang Wenxuan cooked the fish. Didn’t he know you had to gut it first? Seeing how Fang Wenxuan handled it, Lin Bing decided not to tell him. He was sure Fang Wenxuan would get a stomachache after eating it.

Fang Wenxuan roasted the fish over the fire until it turned a golden brown. He grinned happily. “Wow, my fish is cooked. It’s the first time I’ve eaten this kind of wild fish.”

Lin Bing sneered as Fang Wenxuan tore off a piece.

For instance, the first transformation can boost the arm’s strength to deliver a strike with normal full force. The second transformation doubles it, and so on. The thirtieth transformation is thirty times stronger, the fiftieth fifty times.

The Twelve Round Table Knights strictly enforce the rule that contestants are forbidden from engaging in unauthorized combat; violators will have their qualification revoked immediately.

A few hundred meters from the highway entrance, dozens of vehicles were parked, their red taillights flashing in unison. Cars ahead were gradually slowing down and merging into the convoy, presenting a spectacular sight.

A single strike from a Martial Sovereign realm expert could shake the heavens and earth, wielding immense destructive power. Now, two groups of Sovereigns fought openly, igniting the very air of the plaza.

After saying this, Leng Yuan fixed his gaze on Tang Yu through the crowd, his eyes filled with scrutiny and doubt.

Bai Luo ignored him, but was curious about how far Chu Tian could advance inside the tower, since Chu Tian was known to have defeated some immortal celestial beings.

Mo Wen saw Ye Fan’s fierce momentum and took several steps back, dissipating much of the force behind Ye Fan’s punch.

Ma Zhe was about to lose his temper again when an angry man burst out from a room shouting, “What are you all doing? Are you raising hell? Stop the noise!” Wasn’t that Zhang Fada again?

Jiang Yuxuan nodded subtly. Just now, he had unleashed a powerful mental attack, transforming himself into a Great Sage-level dragon. Sure enough, the Azure Bull was scared stiff; even now, its massive body trembled uncontrollably.

This was extremely dangerous. Even if they used props to film on flat ground and later composited the real ship into the scene, jumping down from a height of over ten meters risked falling outside the protective area, possibly breaking a leg or worse. Still, Ma Zhe strongly suggested trying once; if it didn’t work, they would reconsider.

“Then how dare you stay and show yourself before me?” Dao Yuxin’s anger surged, chilling the entire room.

Legend has it that the Demon Tomb is an ancient relic site, housing countless bones of unparalleled demons who had reached the eighth cultivation layer or higher. It was even said that some of these were remains of ancient divine beasts.

Several antiques from various eras sold at high prices in succession, but the atmosphere at the scene gradually cooled, for none of these items were true rare treasures, making it difficult to fetch prices over a hundred million.

The moment they saw him, Chu Chen smiled, Qin Bai and the others smiled, Liu Qianbian smiled, and even the gamblers couldn’t help but laugh.

Tian Yin Ke was secretly shocked. Judging by the tone of the Giant Spirit Sovereign, it seemed his “Fourth Brother” also possessed forty million divine power. This was troublesome. If it weren’t for his magic, ghost, and divine powers having vanished without a trace, he would have risked everything to unleash the All-Encompassing Barrier to seal them off.

Luo Lan thought it over carefully and realized Ukanyi might not be lying. If this was a plan prepared over more than a decade, then having the Knights arrange for a half-blood among them didn’t seem impossible.

“Your Highness! I’m innocent! I’m here to seek justice!” The man pressed to the ground by the guards had his hands bound behind his back in a twisted angle, clearly dislocated with a crisp snap moments ago. He struggled to lift his face, but the guards held him down tightly, making escape impossible.

Though the Snow Country’s climate was bitterly cold, it was rich in geothermal resources... As a mechanical genius, Fenghua Zaoxue thought of using geothermal energy for heating, naturally not forgetting it could also generate electricity.