Chapter 147: Disregarding Human Lives

When Bai Huan stepped into the basement, she was genuinely startled.

It was extraordinarily vast, taking up nearly the entire footprint of the private residence.

Several rooms were inside, each containing different vessels: some were large ceramic jars, some held several wooden beds, and one housed a massive steamer pot.

Yet, there was not a soul to be seen in these rooms.

"Someone is here!" Flying Fish suddenly called out, and Bai Huan and the others hurried over.

Inside one of the rooms stood three iron cages.

Dong Qingzhou was reduced to purely parrying, left with zero room to counterattack. When it came to mastery of swordsmanship, he was simply incomparable to Xia Feng. The Heaven-Level Sword followed him like a shadow, and before Dong Qingzhou could manage a defense, it struck him squarely on the shoulder.

Although Qi Xingyu had long known that, given the formidable nature of the mission system, it could figure out everything about her real-life circumstances in a matter of minutes, was such considerate preparation really a good thing?

Dragging her suitcase and standing outside this entire complex of buildings, Qi Xingyu finally realized that her property was not some ordinary residential house in a remote suburb, but the very famous, traditional-yet-renovated architectural landmark right before her eyes.

Though it was only an upgrade of a few major avenues, reaching his level made further refinement quite difficult, which demonstrated that the power of the medicinal pill was unfathomably formidable.

The battle between Yaso and Captain America officially began. In the middle of his charge, Captain America violently twisted his body against the ground, then dived forward, delivering a ferocious right-hook straight at Yaso.

However, Zhou Qing knew from *A Century of Jianghu Practitioners*, written by Elder Chen, that the sword intent behind that technique remained impenetrable to others simply because the so-called "Walking Intent Across the Horizons" was not a single sword style, but two distinct sword styles superimposed upon one another.

The Heaven-Devouring Great Dao also had its limit of consumption. If something exceeded the capacity of what it could devour, the consumption could not take place.

Since it was still early, they naturally had no intention of wasting time. After a period of travel, they arrived at yet another new location, though no shadows of powerful monsters were to be seen in the surroundings—whether they had been slain or killed by other formidable creatures remained unknown.

Scene after scene of this made Wang Daha's heart grow somewhat chilled, filling him with a lingering sense of foreboding.

What was more, he had specially invited so many reporters today precisely to announce to the entire world that he was about to become the president of the Elite Club.

The trial grounds of the Five Elements Academy and the East Wasteland Tower were none other than the perilous outer reaches of these sprawling, hundreds-of-miles-long Nine Provinces Mountains.

When Mu Fei could no longer discern any other special features on the surface of the square platform, he jumped down from it and began walking around the perimeter, meticulously studying its structure.

Today, they had already served as bell guardians twice, getting disciplined twice in front of so many inner-sect disciples.

Xiao Xin looked coldly at Ye Tian, completely believing everything Wang Zhi had said earlier.

The black demonic Qi indicated that these masked Qi cultivators before them belonged to the Heavenly Demon clan. Moreover, Princess Hefei herself possessed the blood of the Heavenly Demon clan as well. Mu Fei could not bring himself to believe that these people had no connection whatsoever to Hefei.

Yet by the time he realized it, it was already too late. Ye Xiu had somehow appeared right behind him, piercing his sea of consciousness with nothing more than a Frost-Fire Piercing Talisman.

Even after killing a Void Realm entity that had reached the peak of the extraordinary third tier, he had only obtained fifty million soul energy points.

In Wujiang City, there were quite a few martial artists who had reached the Force-Penetrating Realm, but those at the peak of the Force-Penetrating Realm numbered fewer than a hundred.

"Father, what—what are you talking about?" Upon hearing her father's words, Ji Xinyue was so enraged she almost coughed up blood. Her father's imagination was simply too out of control.

Jiang Yuhan's uncle, Jiang Genlin, had already bought a coffin and placed it right in the courtyard of Jiang Yuhan's home. Seeing Liang Liu drive back in a magnificent Mercedes-Benz, Jiang Genlin stepped forward to shake Liang Liu's hand on his own accord, expressing a profusion of gratitude.