Chapter 45: Step by Step-With a Dimensional Chat Group in Hand, the Doomed Side Character Soars to Immortality(Ephemeral clouds and fleeting winds, like the tinkling of wind chimes in passing moments.)

Wei Yunxi had her reasons for choosing to give the pill to Wei Zonghao. In both the Wei family and the Haoran Sect, she needed a reliable ally, preferably one she could develop a tacit understanding with from a young age. She knew that Zonghao had a good relationship with the reserved Zongyu, and in this way, she would have a dependable team to join her on future journeys and trials.

Her actions were also a precaution against the ever-watchful Wei Yunqing. Today, Zonghao was accompanying her to the market; bringing him along not only dispelled Yunqing’s suspicions but also served as a safeguard for her treasure.

At the same time, she simply no longer wished to stay here. Life was treated as worthless—as insignificant as grass—and this was utterly at odds with her worldview. It was terrifying, and she found herself unable to bear it.

From their vantage point on higher ground, they began to rain arrows down upon the spear phalanx under Orgoness’ command, shattering its ranks and sending the soldiers scattering in panic. Their assault also managed to restrain and intimidate the cavalry on the flanks to some extent.

“Discuss? I wouldn’t dare. I’m the one who should be asking for your guidance,” Han Xiao replied courteously, showing humble deference.

Winning the award would bring real honor, and the shop’s reputation would surely climb even higher. He would be one step closer to the pinnacle of his life.

Among the many halls of the main gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, only the Hall of Spirit Talismans was absolutely loyal to the Sword Master. The rest, to varying degrees, sought to rule their own domains. On the surface, obedience was absolute, but as the saying goes—orders above, countermeasures below.

Some, impatient, believed that tofu was already cooked, so they ate it after dipping for just a few seconds.

Sweat beaded on Fan Rushi’s forehead as she struggled to utter the true words. With a low cry, she invoked, “Diamond Body Protection!” At once, the phantom of a diamond guardian rose within her, becoming her protector.

With a grand wave of his hand, Yu Zhang officially declared the start of the battle, and the monsters marched forth in great numbers.

Ferrea lowered his blade, equally astonished by the scene before him. He pondered, who could possibly be behind this?

The white phantom commander extended his hand as well—though it was merely a shadow. Zheng Dong grasped the phantom’s hand, and despite its insubstantiality, it felt every bit as real and powerful as a true handshake.

Xu Songchen had always cherished young talents. Seeing Chu Tiankuo so uninhibitedly passionate now, he felt a deep fondness and refrained from disturbing him.

Louis mused for a moment—four times the meditation speed of an ordinary mage. Just how much of an advantage did Louis enjoy?

Having spent so much time around Louis, Governor Bush had naturally picked up a good deal of his “hometown dialect.”

By this logic, taking Li Xi away was also Gaoshan’s order. Yet Gu Changqing could not fathom what Gaoshan intended with Li Xi.

Zheng Dong leapt onto his flying shield and sped toward Xin’an City. Along the way, he saw three enormous circular defensive rings formed from transport vehicles, each sheltering a swath of tents. Two of the camps were manned by soldiers, likely dispatched from two different cities, while the third, whose inhabitants dressed like cultivators, was clearly the Blood Spirit Sect.

Not only did Ye Fan’s heart sink to the depths, but Miyamoto Rina’s face also twisted with panic and distress.

Upon hearing this, the great merchants all gasped sharply, gazing at Louis on the high dais as if he were a walking, living gold mine.

With ease, he defeated Hu Tianxiao, gaining a preliminary understanding of these martial arts in the process, and was just about to advance to the next level when Murong Guang suddenly appeared. It turned out he had been hiding nearby, waiting to watch He Ergou make a fool of himself. Now, seeing He Ergou victorious, he stepped out to teach him a lesson, mercilessly mocking him.

With that, the peach-hued wings behind Feng Xue unfurled with a flourish, carrying her into the sky. In the darkness, they scattered a cascade of brilliant, multicolored light.

Miao Ruolan merely smiled faintly. Immersed in happiness, Beitang Chunyan did not notice the trace of bitterness within Miao Ruolan’s expression. She could only hope—hope that the two of them might remain together for a lifetime.

The cat in Zhou Bai’s arms furrowed its brow, struggling to sift through three years of memories, trying to understand why Zhou Bai would say such things.