Volume One, Chapter 43: It Looks Like I’ve Found a Treasure!

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Ling Yu rested his chin in his hand and fell into deep thought. To Taichu and the others, a high-tier E-rank monster was already an exceedingly rare treasure, but in Ling Yu’s eyes, its rank was still somewhat too low.

The Two Elders of Black Abyss were practically driven mad by Ye Fan. His deliberate refusal to explain made them feel as though he had been toying with them all along.

The trees withered and died, dry leaves drifted to the ground, and verdant mountains turned black. Everything before them seemed so unreal that the group began to wonder whether they had fallen into an illusion.

The bullets for this sniper rifle were specially made as well. One shot to the head was enough, while two shots to the body would do the job.

As for the staff, Arthur judged with the seasoned insight of an old adventurer that it was probably more expensive—or rather, more precious—than all the equipment he possessed combined.

Nearby, Xuelianzi gazed at him in equal confusion. Like Zuozuo, it very much wanted to ask why.

Lan Yingying and Jun Wushuang merely curled their lips. They found the scene between Jun Chu and Ke’er rather amusing.

“You sound so world-weary, just like an old man! You’re not older than Ling’er—you’re the same age! I’m even a year older than you, and you still call Ling’er a little girl?” Youyou said.

The Spirit Communion Association had a strict hierarchy. Wearing a badge that did not correspond to one’s rank without sufficient authorization would result in punishment.

Back when the God of Fate was still a minor force, he had already seen that the God of Fate was destined to become an extraordinary existence in the future.

“That’s right. The payment I require is for you to help me find the place where the second World Origin is gestating. How does that sound?” Sang Yan’s gaze suddenly softened, carrying a hint of compromise.

Zhou Yingying had originally planned to come here, find some excuse to leave, and, at worst, pay for the meal herself. But once she was actually seated there, looking at the distinctive decor and the food laid out on the surrounding tables, she suddenly began to feel a little hungry.

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The Eight Great Ancient Families all possessed their own trump cards. Unless faced with the threat of annihilation, their experts would not emerge lightly.

Some people in particular looked at him as though they wanted to swallow him alive.

At present, they had no supplies to spare for the turtledove. In fact, they themselves desperately needed a great deal of supplies. They could not even replenish enough ammunition for their own men, let alone provide anything for the turtledove.

“Everything’s fine. Still the same as ever—except that Grandpa Sun from the pharmacy is still overseas visiting his grandchild and hasn’t come back yet.” I thought for a moment before answering.

Bu Fan found a seat by the window and sat down, with Anna immediately following behind him. Bu Fan glanced at the instant noodles in his hands and solemnly shook his head at her. He had barely eaten his fill earlier; if she robbed him again, his hungry stomach would probably stage a rebellion.

And so, that voice began urging Uncle Six to act, again and again, almost hysterically.

Two Saint-tier mages without an elemental affinity poured all their strength into filling the magical artifact with mana. Split into two, the artifact emitted a deafening roar under the force of the immense mana driving it. Yet before the two men could react, several wills of the world came sweeping toward them.

“Uncle Six, we’re doing this for your own good.” Zhang Haotian tried to explain—and, at the same time, hoped Uncle Six would quiet down. With all his shouting and clamoring, they could not have a proper conversation.

At the scene, only a very small number of top-tier great cultivators realized what had happened at the very first moment.

Shen Ziqiong, the eldest son of Shen Ruoshi, the City Lord of Shencheng, was now serving as acting vice lord and overseeing the seventy-two formations inside and outside the city. He regarded the allusion of the Fire Dragon Roasting Pan with contempt and had publicly issued remarks refuting it.

Xiao Xun knew his cousin’s temper. He would blow up at the slightest disagreement, and when someone was pointing at him like that, how could he possibly endure it?

Zhang Changgong and Luo Lie exchanged a glance. Regardless of how many twists and turns they had endured along the way, they had ultimately lured Fujino Toshio here. There was no need to concern themselves with anything else for the moment. Their first priority was to kill the head of the Fujino family. Once Fujino Toshio was dead, the Fujino family would collapse like a fallen tree, leaving its monkeys scattered.

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The only regrettable thing was that this fellow’s ability was the same as Wang Chun’s—a growth-oriented developmental ability. Thus, ever since the wristband communicator had stopped working, he had made no further progress.

Su Han and Gao Ming were both extremely rational people. If those major, unexpected changes had not occurred later, nothing would probably ever have happened between them. In fact, when Su Han realized that the rumors might harm Gao Ming, she immediately made the resolute decision to sever the relationship, no matter the cost.

“Ahem, ahem, Young Master Jun—so this Dolang wool was specially sent to you by Love of Water!” Mo Xi took the golden thread from Peng Yu and happily tucked it into his clothes.

Now that their idol had appeared before them, how could they not be excited? If military discipline had not been so strict, they would have rushed forward long ago to ask for autographs.

The three-move combo, Sunflower Barrage, knocked Harvey D unconscious as well. Not only that, the three strikes left him with an extremely severe concussion. He would have to remain in a hospital bed for at least three years.

His younger cousin launched straight into a torrent of extravagant praise, leaving Young Master Heng so flattered that he nearly forgot why he had taken the initiative to summon him there.

For some reason, I always felt that Lian Daozhen had a very unusual view of the Yin Soldiers. In particular, whenever he passed the corridor through which the Yin Soldiers had traveled, he would stare at it with special intensity, as though he knew something.

She no longer wanted to discuss what had happened to her senior sister, probably because she did not want me to grieve. Instead, she pushed me toward the villas belonging to those concubines. I froze and asked, “What are you trying to do?”

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