Chapter 28

Two shockwaves flared beneath his feet, and with a surge of momentum, Du Ziteng’s body was instantly propelled forward. Upon landing, he swung the Eight Trigrams folding fan in his hand to attack the reinforced Wind Spirit.

Although, apart from Ji Yu, the Origin Sect possessed only five experts at the Supreme God realm, and not a single cultivator who had transcended the cycle of reincarnation.

He could wait no longer! Being late less than a month into the job would surely make Nangong Chen look down on her, and there was no telling how he might retaliate! Gritting her teeth, she charged into the sea of rain! The gale whipped her clothes, and raindrops pelted her head and face, making it impossible for her to open her eyes.

Qimin, thank you for your painstaking efforts. In just one day, you have dispelled all my reservations, and I hope the smile you wear today is sincere.

However, the Jiayu Garrison was his foundation. While he had agreed to cooperate with Zhong Ying, the heavy casualties weighed on his heart; after all, these men were his bargaining chips for defecting to the Zhong family of Great Yu, and the very foundation of his future security.

But in this process, spiritual energy would dissipate. Much like the energy conversion processes in Xiao Luo’s previous life, a large portion would inevitably be lost or transformed into other forms of energy; this was a matter of energy conversion efficiency.

"Enough talk, give me the medicine to test," the Red Snake growled, straightening its body. Qianqian and Ding Fan could not help but grip each other’s hands in anxiety.

Following a thunderous explosion, the void was instantly torn asunder. A terrifying, monstrous power swept in all directions like a raging storm, violently knocking back the four Supreme Gods of the Dragon Clan.

Jin Cheng lowered his head. Compared to Liu Xinru, he felt even greater disgust for his own powerlessness.

Du Manning remained silent; Ye Qiqi’s ruthlessness stirred all her fury. She could tolerate how others treated her, but if anyone dared to harm her child, then... she would definitely settle this score. Ye Qiqi! Du Manning sneered in her heart.

Scheming against someone as experienced and clever as Li Muye was no easy task. Yet, the brilliant Li Muye had ultimately been outwitted by the even more brilliant White Emperor. At this moment, when the true intentions were finally laid bare, Li Muye recalled the words White Wuxia had once spoken to him.

Five days later, the press conference personally organized by Li Lingfeng was held at the Minghe Stadium in the city center. The journalists in attendance were all from the mainstream media and urban newspapers of this bustling international metropolis. Li Lingfeng’s presence certainly carried weight; these people gave him full face.

The ancient saying about officials shielding one another stems from exactly this. Wu Jingzi of the Ming Dynasty described Fan Jin’s success in the Imperial Examinations in *The Scholars*; once Fan Jin passed, his fortunes turned, and the magistrate immediately gifted him money and property, exposing the ugly and filthy side of the human heart under the imperial examination system.

He himself could not explain why these memories appeared in his mind, but they made him feel quite restless. He told himself that he could not go on living like this.

Frey said nothing, merely turning his head as far as he could, as if he did not want Doug to see his face clearly.

Lin Yichen’s current skills were more than enough to defeat the old man before him, yet his respect for the elder had not diminished in the slightest. The old man did not answer directly, but after a moment, he raised his head to look at him.

"How did your discussion go...?" At that moment, Liang Weidong appeared at the doorway, carrying a tin pot and a bottle of Daohuaxiang liquor.

Xiao Zhang knew his words sounded ridiculous, perhaps even like nonsense, but in such a scenario, he felt he had to say something.

In recent days, he had heard Li Xiaojue speak of the most powerful factions in the Xiaoyao Kingdom: the "Zhengyi Sect," "Mysterious Snake Valley," "Heaven-Reaching Cult," and "Missing Moon Palace" were among them. Their influence was far beyond what the eight prefectures of "Baixuan City" could compare to; even the Marquis of Xiaoyao had to treat these forces with a degree of deference.

She was also afraid that if she promoted it, a surge of Ancestral Gods would appear, rendering them worthless in the starry sky.

"Don't worry, as long as you leave, none of them will be able to discover me," Bai Qi said, his face full of determination.

He suppressed his impatience to negotiate with Zhang Chen; as long as Zhang Chen agreed or even nodded, he would succeed.

Though the Wisdom Sovereign did not know who the Ancestral God following him was, he still held some suspicions in his heart.

Lan Fei coaxed him softly, "Be good, take your medicine so you can get better. We’ll stay in the hospital for a few more days, and then I’ll let you go to A City to find your sister, okay?"

"In that case, we shall follow Qingcheng's lead." After hearing Feng Qingcheng's explanation, Yi Qingchen’s mouth twitched; unable to find anything else to say, he had no choice but to agree.

Blonsky wanted to continue pestering Steve, but Zhang Chen, losing patience, used his telekinesis to trap him inside a cage.

Arrogant and wild laughter had long since been replaced by panicked screams, which then turned into tearful pleas for mercy. Yet, all these performances were ultimately in vain.

Ji Shaosi lowered his head to look at He Tiantian’s medical report, then raised his eyes to consult the specialist doctor.

After giving these instructions, Luo Tianhuan climbed into the fighter jet, preparing to return to the shelter. With the help of Mo Yan and the Demon King, Luo Tianhuan was confident he could seize all the player shelters in the surrounding area, using the resources plundered from them to build his own fleet.

Even so, between an anonymous letter and a living person, wasn't it obvious which one was easier to believe? With the administrative capacity of the Eastern Han Dynasty, would they take precautions based on a tip-off letter? Several signed memorials accusing the Taiping Sect of ulterior motives had already been submitted, yet the Emperor had shown no reaction.

He probably wanted to say that he was doing this in consideration of the help he had given them—for instance, helping Xiya or sparing Fangfang—but he ultimately didn't say it, which instead softened Su Yi’s attitude.

Mi Xiang’er took the opportunity to lean her head over... Yun Jingting was tall, and his sitting posture was always upright, so Mi Xiang’er’s head only rested against his arm.

Ever since he saw the anomaly with Gu Xiaoyun’s phone, he had formed a suspicion. There was likely some program on that phone that allowed her to communicate with those people without anyone noticing.

"What do you mean?" Her whole body stiffened. Linking this to their previous conversation, was there another clone even better than her? But creating a clone took a long time. The growth of a clone was no different from an ordinary person.

With the matter settled, Zhang Jialiang stood up to toast Du Kao, and the subsequent proceedings were much more harmonious, consisting purely of casual chatter.