Chapter 37: Struck It Rich, Three Gold Ingots

"Take a look at this first!" Shen Fan released the blueprints for the Night Hawk series sky warships, allowing Shen Zhan and the others to examine them.

After setting the fire, his task was to monitor the situation and observe whose behavior was abnormal; whoever acted strangely was suspicious and might even be the one who knew about the secret passages. Intelligence suggested the invaders had entered the palace via a secret path, so it was inevitable that they would investigate or even seal it.

As his thoughts shifted, the level of his Pact Art began to soar: primary lower-tier, mid-tier, high-tier, intermediate, intermediate primary-tier, mid-tier... all the way to epic level.

Yet, this handsome man had never truly touched her in any meaningful way from beginning to end.

"Our families won't object either. The Huang and Zhao families have already agreed, so our households won't say anything." They were playboys to begin with, and even if they joined the Divine Protection Army, they would only be a bit more rebellious; at worst, they would just get a beating. They were not to be compared with talented young men like Huang Jingxuan and Zhao Jilin, who had abandoned the imperial examinations entirely.

The fish tasted incredibly delicious, melting the moment it touched the tongue. The meat appeared white and tender, yet the flavors were deeply infused, with not a trace of fishiness.

However, shortly after returning, they made adjustments, redeploying their defensive formations and uniting the four bandit factions to face the enemy together.

Suddenly, Li Yue noticed a flicker in the shadows beneath a wall not far from them and immediately whipped her lash toward it. Meng Ran and Bai Yifan reacted instantly, unleashing their supernatural abilities toward the spot where the mutant creature might escape.

But upon seeing Du Ning keeping her head down, afraid to make a sound, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth—a very wicked smile.

Having escaped his cage this time, Mei felt different to Shen Fan and the others. He seemed relaxed, stripped of the imposing aura of a supreme ruler of a pirate nation, lacking the sharp edge of a king; instead, he resembled an old man weary of worldly strife, longing for seclusion.

After Xia Mingfeng finished speaking, he fell silent, joining Gao Feng in observing the White Spirit Light Array. They seemed to be searching for the flow of the formation, hoping to use it to break through. Although Wang Jue was well-versed in the White Spirit Light Array, he truly had no talent when it came to breaking formations, so he could only watch in silence.

Around nine in the evening, I gathered all the soldiers, including our own men—everyone capable of combat.

What greatly surprised Yun Yu was that although the sound-transmission talisman was successfully activated and sent off, he received no reply from Leng Gu or Huang Shi. This situation left him deeply puzzled for a moment.

Next, as if fated, I saved Zhong Shen's life and naturally arrived at the Zhong family, where I obtained the lotus.

Facing this sudden hole, Tengluo Qiong—who had assumed such a thing could not possibly happen—was undoubtedly filled with astonishment.

"Finally out!" Zhao Ming lay on the grass, pillowing his head with his arms, breathing in the fresh air greedily, his mind relaxed as he spoke.

"Amanoya, I need you to do me a favor." Sakura did not let Amanoya take Sanagi away but instead stood before the door.

To prevent his grandmaster from suffering an accident due to such agitation, Murong Feng hurried to seal his pressure points. And so, the poor old man collapsed before his elaborate performance had even concluded.

"It seems the effect of the Blood Curse is already taking hold. Shin-hime, you should be well aware that the Red Curse Master is now under the jurisdiction of Dragon Bone, shouldn't you?" Shimizu looked at Arakida, who had regained his former vigor, and continued to ask.

Once the six pieces—or more accurately, the six layers of the Abyss Continent—stabilized, the entire continent descended into slaughter.

Just as his body was about to strike the ground, Sun Yan suddenly controlled his movements, performing a backflip to land safely, settling into a half-crouch on the ground.

Those venomous snakes, a meter long with pitch-black scales and coiling bodies, were instantly sliced in half by the wind blades. In an instant, a pungent, bloody stench rose within the ancient temple. Countless severed snakes continued to struggle and twitch violently on the ground.

Following this series of actions, people's wariness toward Dragon Palace gradually dissipated. After all, "those who are not of our kin must have a different heart." Dragon Palace was an organization composed entirely of the Dragon race, and some sects and families feared that if Dragon Palace grew too strong, it would strike against them. Thus, they all remained secretly on guard.

If he had walked over recklessly just now, he would surely have triggered the tripwire, which would have pulled the pin on a grenade, blowing him to smithereens.

Yang Fan frowned, stowing his heavy blade into the Profound Sky Ring before crouching down to examine the feather closely.

The stronger the Tree of Life, the more Fountain of Eternity it secreted. As the tree grew, it attracted predators, requiring the elf tribes to protect it. The stronger the Tree of Life, the more powerful the natural enemies it attracted. If the guardian elves were not strong enough, the Tree of Life dared not grow.

The moment the Eight-Horned Mysterious Flood Dragon struck, countless beams of divine light surged all around.

Zhao Long raised his head, eyes wide. Bloodshot veins burst in his eyes, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

As the surrounding team members passed by him, they cast side-glances at him; the familiar aura radiating from him told them exactly what was happening.

True powerhouses arriving at the Dead Zone Battlefield would never enter the legion fortress directly; instead, they would teleport to the vicinity of the fortress and then travel on foot. This way, the Daksodath forces lurking nearby always had to worry about enemies suddenly appearing behind them.

As for Lin Feng, he shook his head helplessly. How could he have known that Bai Muxue would see this scene? It could only be called an accident.

Faced with this result, Tao Xin, who had originally ranked third, dropped to fourth place; he could no longer remain calm and composed.

Wang Xudong smiled without a word, though memories of bygone days stirred a complex emotion in his chest.

Several times, the Duke of Jin and Ximen Xiaoyue wanted to interrupt her, but one cold, piercing glare from the Grand Protector was enough to silence them.

Baoyue, in the carriage behind, saw the front carriage stop and sent a maid to inquire. Hearing that they could get out to explore, she stepped out without a veil, lifting her smoky purple skirt to join Baoxin and the others.