Volume One, Chapter 67: Not a Single Piece Less

Although they were neither natives of the Hidden Leaf Village nor residents of Earth and had never watched the tales of the Hokage, their overseers had informed them of the hierarchy of powers in this world. An Yi patted the seat beside him, then produced a cup of wine, glancing at Nituro at his side.

The engagement between Chu Kexin and Yan Hai had always been a thorn in Tang Han’s heart. Now, with Yan Xing bringing it up again, his mood soured considerably.

Meanwhile, in the Bear Tribe, ever since the Xuanyuan Clan reclaimed the Flame Emperor’s tribe, the unrest among the various clans had subsided. Thinking the crisis resolved, the Xuanyuan Clan set the matter aside for the time being, focusing on governing the territories of mankind while also seeking ways to resolve the hidden dangers facing their people.

His words left me stunned, the blood in my veins halting as a chill and dizziness swept over me. I fainted into Blue Fox’s arms.

If I were now a Taiyi or even a higher Da Luo, perhaps it would make sense for the Ancestral Dragon to set aside old grudges to recruit me. But as a mere Golden Immortal, Zhou Yu simply did not believe that he alone warranted such favor from the Ancestral Dragon.

The night passed peacefully, as did the next day. The grandfather and grandson from the Nakiri family came as usual, but that evening, subtle changes began to emerge.

Su Qianqian turned to peek inside, curious about the commotion. Before she could catch the sound of arguing, she saw Lianzhu rushing out, panic-stricken, her sleeves and dress stained with blood.

Suddenly, four divine figures emerged from the formation: Jumang brandished the Wood Whip in the east, manifesting the Azure Dragon; Rushou wielded the White Tiger Order, conjuring the White Tiger; Zhu Rong stood in the south with the Flame Banner, summoning the Vermillion Bird; and Gong Gong controlled the Water Seal in the north, invoking the Black Tortoise.

Tang Ruo found the clothes here quite suitable for Bai Qi. Since there was still plenty of space, she went about choosing some for him, stowing anything she thought fitting into her spatial storage.

Although Helian Yu was weak in combat, her mastery of poisons was formidable. Like the art of arrays, poisons could turn the tide if used with cunning—facing ten alone would not be impossible if one struck at the right moment.

All eyes in the audience were focused on Zhang Lei, for the moment of truth had arrived: the setting of the price and the timing.

Yuan Lang’s soldiers, having succeeded, quickly scattered in all directions like startled birds and beasts. The cavalry fell to the ground, never even glimpsing the assailant.

She had never aspired to drive social or technological progress. Even if such thoughts had crossed her mind before, now… perhaps they had entirely faded.

This decision placed great pressure on several top leaders in Huaxia. Domestically, the populace cheered, but internationally, public opinion turned sharply against them, for this incident had been instigated by Huaxia itself.

I silently bowed my head, holding my breath and bracing against the oppressive heat. Sweat streamed down, and though I wanted to flee, my body was weak, my legs heavy as lead.

That was why he sought out informants near Han Fu, hoping to glean useful intelligence—far better than standing outside the gates, guessing at what transpired within.

Later, Ma Anan resigned during her probationary period, likely due to her abilities as an esper. At the time, this had puzzled her.

True Lord of Blazing Flames and the others watched with great interest, all wondering how Lin Qingquan would escape from beneath those two blades.

While thinking, he replied aloud. By now, it was nearly noon. Ming Ji still needed to return to discuss matters, and so left first. Li Xun had also intended to resume his writing, but Ming Ji’s words sparked in him a sudden urge to visit Qi Bi.

Just three days ago, she had been by my side, laughing and chatting. Lan Zi had said she’d take her traveling as a honeymoon, but the abruptness of what happened felt dreamlike, almost unreal.

Since the decision was made and could not be changed, the only thing left was to help him strive and perfect the outcome. Such support was truly moving.

At that very moment, driven by some inexplicable impulse, she began to reveal everything, telling her story to a stranger whose identity was still unknown.

“This… this spirit power is overwhelming. I never imagined such miraculous fruit existed in this world!” Many elders were so shocked their eyes seemed ready to fall out.

Xu Yuan was now thoroughly astonished—not just by how much money Li Daniu possessed, but by the transformation Li Daniu had undergone in just half a month, turning from a bumpkin into a tycoon.

The true power of the Shadow Devouring Technique was on full display now—not merely in Nayi’s swift movements, but in its terrifying lethality.

“Nina told me you bought me ten doses of gene-repair ‘medicine,’ and each one costs a million. Ten doses make ten million, plus Nina’s surgery and other expenses—how much did you spend in total?” Wei Feng asked.

The remaining demons were driven before Duo Luo, who enslaved them with psychic control. Then, seated atop the dragon’s head, Duo Luo commanded his star-forged construct to direct the demons in transporting the Abyssal Dragon toward his fortress.

Otherwise, after tens of thousands of years, without the support of the Heaven-Shrouding Demonic Arts, the Black Profound Sect would have been annihilated long ago, unable to survive until today.

Following the path back to the rear courtyard, he found hardly any servants along the way. It hadn’t been like this earlier—why had everything fallen so eerily silent?