26 Little Card

Even though the amount of immortal energy released by the Nine-Turn Profound Pill each time is minuscule, it accumulates over time. A single day’s worth may be negligible, but what about a month? A year? A decade? A century?

Consequently, Fang Mo and his three companions traveled through the spatial rift to the border between the Cultivation World and the Demon Realm, where they waited for the arrival of the Heaven-Scatterer.

Wan Ziyi had two black marks on her record: one was a petty offense citation from when she was twenty, and the other, slightly more serious, was an administrative detention from when she was twenty-one.

Ling Jiuxuan did not need Hong Qianzhi’s introduction, nor did he need to employ the Extreme Purple Pupils; the moment he saw those eight drops of golden blood, he knew exactly what they were.

Qin Feng swept his right hand through the air, his hidden force manifesting as a blade. In an instant, heads rolled to the ground.

Qin Wan disabled the comment function. Ignoring the vitriol directed at her, she silently posted a new update.

"As long as your friend can help me find what I am looking for, I don't care about anything else," Fang Mo replied, indifferent.

Many years had passed since then. In those days, the internet was not yet well-developed, and much of that information could not be found online.

The only individual whom Maya deemed worthy of securing Pokémon boarding rights was Lancer, Diarmuid Ua Duibhne.

Xie Ning had intended to hold her ground, but she had not expected Qin Wan to possess such strength. She was pushed back, stumbling and nearly falling to the ground.

Li Longfei was startled. Upon closer inspection, he realized another jellyfish-shaped spacecraft was already right before them. O'Neal was at the helm, with Case sitting right beside him.

"Don't breathe!" Under the coverage of his divine sense, Ouyang Pengcheng spotted a massive beast, at least two meters in diameter, charging recklessly behind those people. Its eight legs were razor-sharp, carving deep furrows into the mountain wall. Ouyang Pengcheng splashed the wine from his table onto everyone and commanded them to hold their breath and steady their minds.

***

"Yanru! Why are you up so early today?" Xu Huiqiong, who was staying at Huang Yanru’s home, was quite surprised; it seemed her best friend had never risen so early before.

Wounds? Ding Yi subconsciously extended his hands, only to discover they were covered in specks of blood.

The earth trembled once more. Perhaps it was a final surge of adrenaline, but the exhausted army, formerly fierce as tigers and wolves, suddenly turned back as if possessed, charging headlong into the pursuing Dragon Legion.

Lei Tian began to channel his own star power to mold the electrical current into the shape of an ancient Chinese dragon. But just as he prepared to manipulate it, the long dragon roared, triggering a violent explosion that sent Lei Tian flying.

Fu Yunxi couldn't help but cough a few times. Xiang Fu shouted from outside, "His Majesty has arrived..." Before he could finish, Gong Yixuan had already strode inside.

Ye Hua felt that this fellow had been lonely for far too long. Once he realized the environment posed no threat to him, he became incredibly long-winded. With such an eccentric personality and a habit of overthinking everything, he likely had very few friends to converse with.

Leng Yue smiled and helped Long Lan’er to a seat. Just then, the Empress’s attendant, Lü Qiao, appeared at the door, holding a gold-inlaid lacquer tray with a steaming bowl of medicine.

"What utter nonsense! The situation was far from clear back then. If it were you, would you have run away?" Xiao Rulan huffed, glaring at Ye Hua with a stern face, clearly scoffing at his words.

If the existence of that Tai Sui were to become known, or if it were truly discovered by someone, it would inevitably ignite a great war.

"She..." Xuanyin did not know either. After Qiu Ziliu took Qingrang away that day, she hadn't dared to tell Zichen the truth, saying only that they had been separated. Surprisingly, Zichen didn't press for details, as if they had merely lost someone of no consequence. The next day, the group continued their journey as usual.

"What!" Upon hearing it for the first time, Lu Yuanqiao’s heart surged with anger. He couldn't suppress his rage and shouted it out in the dormitory, drawing the attention of his roommates.

He had never imagined that someone would just keep moving forward like him. I thought he might understand me for once, but in the end, it was just me overthinking things.

***

Upon leaving the manor, Qingrang did not expect to witness such an unwelcome sight so early. Hua Shuo arrived on horseback and, despite pulling the reins in an emergency, failed to stop before reaching the neighboring Fang manor.

Although Yun Suan did not like Cui Kai, she did not underestimate his talent in the slightest.

The Demon King nodded at Chen Fan, then dropped him off, spread its wings, and flew back the way it came.

"The flight to Sanya Airport is about to depart. Passengers, please..." the beautiful and sophisticated voice of a flight attendant echoed through the speakers.

As the giant rock trembled, a figure slowly emerged from within it. It was a handsome man with golden hair, completely naked, suspended in mid-air.

Although he did not know why his master acted this way, the master had always been capricious; it was no surprise that others could not fathom his intentions.

Gu Sheng-yin knew he might have misunderstood something, but she offered no explanation—she could not explain the existence of the system.

Although Tang Ning rarely sang, she knew the status this man held in the pop music industry. Ten years ago, he had been world-famous, setting countless records on the charts. Ten years later, he remained an unreachable legend for the younger generation, a renowned evergreen in the music scene.