Volume 1, Chapter 45: Entering the Game with One's Own Body

"No." The Immortal of the Demon Realm replied without raising her head, while writing on a translucent green electronic tablet.

Meanwhile, shielded by the ruins, Wang Nanbei only vaguely heard a buzzing sound before a dense volley of gunfire abruptly ceased. Taking two steps forward, he felt something was amiss, and catching sight of a hole nearby, he walked over to take a look.

"Not bad, this seabed is truly a world of strange scenery and abundant resources." Ye Fan nodded. After observing for about ten minutes, he walked into the multi-story boat alongside the robed elder in blood-red.

Hao Zhi wanted to say something to comfort her, but he himself did not know where to begin. After all, battlefield situations relied entirely on a commander's intuition. Sometimes, it truly came down to guessing; if you guessed right, you achieved a sweeping victory, and if you guessed wrong, you collapsed entirely across a thousand miles.

When Hao Zhi returned to the military control center of the Mars base, it was already evening on Mars. The polarized refraction phenomenon caused by the large atmospheric particle composition made the sunset on Mars appear an eerie blue, brushing everything under its glow with a pale blue halo.

The entire assembly was shocked. None of the disciples present had expected such an ending. Lin Yi was surrounded by quite a few disciples of the Double Door Sect, but at this moment, not a single sound could be heard from them.

However, Didi Witt shook his head slightly at that exact instant, a look of helpless resignation crossing his face. The expression he wore was one of extreme confidence, as if he had already seen through the events about to unfold.

Wrong, wrong! After pondering over the entire matter, Wang Nanbei still felt something was fishy. That old fox would never make a phone call for no reason; he must have been hinting at something. But what on earth was this old fellow trying to imply?

Although spring reigned all year round atop the seven vanguard peaks, when the pale golden sunlight shone down upon the immortal summits, it still brought a sense of comforting warmth to every early-rising disciple of the Immortal Chivalry Sect.

The river surged endlessly towards an unknown destination. Even if Jiang Anyi were not to drown while unconscious, he would gradually lose body heat and freeze to death. In this world, there are always coincidences that compel one to sigh, as if there is a destined fate in the dark.

Not long after entering the room, Gongsun Tianhao raised her question once again: why on earth were Qi Hao, Qin Yue, and the others helping her?

Qin Min was quite satisfied with the current atmosphere, which seemed to bubble with pink romance. Seeing Cheng Xin, who had been looking out for him right before his eyes, he had a strong urge to pull her into his embrace, but he managed to restrain his impulse, knowing that now was not the time.

Duyuan had repeatedly given these instructions precisely to clear away all worries for Yu Quzhi as he continued onward to the Myriad Calamities Land.

Thinking of the prosperity of the East and West Markets, Jiang Anyi swallowed a mouthful of saliva. If he could manage to move the commercial market to Huiye Prefecture, he would never have to worry about money again. His memorial requesting the establishment of a Western Regions border market in Huazhou had already been dispatched to the capital, though the matter required the emperor's approval before it could be implemented.

Furthermore, were the merchants in attendance, as well as the officials up and down the prefectural magistrate's yamen, also connected to this affair? In other words, today's banquet to welcome him was merely a facade, and everyone who came to attend had gathered with the intent of carving up this profitable venture.

Though watching the sunrise together in the morning had not led to anything overly ambiguous, the atmosphere had been rather pleasant—a mutual expression of feelings, so why was she still speaking to him so unkindly?

This battle was utterly tragic. The opponent was a Holy Envoy, and no matter how poor their cultivation might be, it was still formidable. Aside from the soul pellets, all the powerhouse figures of the Divine race in the team had been slain, and those of the Demon race with weaker abilities had also been killed.

"Senior flatters me. Where righteousness lies, it is the bounden duty of our sect's disciples to shoulder it. Since you intend to poison all the living souls of this city, then even if a mighty being with True Immortal cultivation were present here, I would still rush to intervene the moment I encountered you," Yi Fenglin said earnestly, word by word. Being an introverted and taciturn person, he rarely spoke at such length.

"Actually, the ones capable of keeping those wealthy bullies on edge are not us, but those ordinary villagers and common folk. As long as we let them kick up a fuss or even storm their doors in protest, do we need to worry about failing to force them into compliance?" Zhang宪 (Zhang Xian) immediately shared his perspective with a hint of excitement.

The four of them carved out a bloody path and reached the crashed helicopter. The male official who had previously cried out for help had already been completely devoured, with white bones exposed in places. Ye Zifeng delivered a final blow to his skull to prevent any corpse mutation.

Two minutes later, Li Guang lay flat on the ground like a pile of mud, an unknown number of his ribs broken throughout his body.

"No, this True Man must verify the state within your dantian..." Reluctant to give up, Yulin Zhenan still wanted to peek into the condition of Jiang Ping's dantian and soul origins.

Qinghuan touched the necklace around her neck, glanced sideways at the man beside her who was driving with intense concentration, and curved the corners of her lips. Speaking of which, she really ought to thank Song Hai; if he hadn't abandoned her so ruthlessly back then, how else could she have met Chen Yidong, and how could she have come to possess such a wonderful relationship once again?

I thought to myself, yet a faint sense of loss arose in the bottom of my heart, though I knew not whence this loss came.

Jiang Ping nodded. From Pan Renfeng's attitude, he already knew that the Treasure Pavilion likely did not possess a treasure of this caliber, otherwise they wouldn't care so much about this alchemy furnace.

"You know that my feelings for you go beyond mere fondness..." My phone suddenly rang, sounding exceptionally harsh in the quiet environment.

Ye Fan could not clearly articulate what he was feeling at the moment. From the very first day he stepped into the world of cultivation, he had known it was a road of no return. Either you grew stronger, or you would be casually trampled upon by the strong. In the Tianyuan Continent, strength had always been supreme, and the weak were perpetually preyed upon.

Upon returning to the Holy City base, the five of them immediately discussed retaliating against the Iron Tiger Gang, but before they could put their plan into action, they were interrupted by a sudden, blaring alarm.

"Great-great-uncle?!" Ao Zhiyuan tilted his head and looked at Feng Xiyue, whose face remained largely expressionless and appeared very stern.

Had Sima Shao not been in such a rush to find someone at the moment, lacking the leisure to appreciate this fine scenery, he would surely have stopped here to admire it properly and perhaps even harvested some bamboo shoots to take back—they would have been simply wonderful whether stir-fried or made into soup.

We must remember that I personally escorted Seventh Uncle out, and I am absolutely certain that Seventh Uncle is not within this desert city.