Volume 1, Chapter 29: Confess Your Own Sins

"If only you had said that sooner." Hearing Lin Qingyun finally admit to her actions, Lin Qingwu slowly loosened her grip on her throat.

Running to the riverside to bathe, Li Bai donned the outfit dropped by the Wolf King. His reflection in the water instantly revealed the image of a dashing and elegant scholar, outshining the vast majority of male players at this stage of the game. Moreover, this gear was not only exquisite but also highly practical—it came with attributes!

"Here is twenty thousand dollars. Take it and get lost immediately." As he spoke, the supreme master pulled two stacks of hundred-dollar bills from his pocket, tossed them carelessly onto the table in front of Zhuang Lin, and then waved his hand impatiently, ordering him to clear out.

The order the First Cave Master received, however, was to slaughter the members of the Lingwu Sect during the negotiation process.

Standing before the door, Doudou hesitated for a moment. This was a place she had never entered before, and an inexplicable sense of panic stirred in her heart. She did not know why, but finally, she summoned her courage and pushed against the door. The once-locked entrance gave way instantly, and Doudou stepped inside.

Before Qin Yang and Feng Yanran could respond, the honest-looking youth had already slipped away to the back. He tapped on the wall a few times, opened a stone door hidden in the masonry, and ducked inside.

Riding a horse devoid of any Demon Cloud Sect markings and dressed once again in black, Yang Chong no longer had to worry about others inquiring about his identity as he traveled.

Ye Feng glanced back at the carcass of the Wind-Speed Spider Mother not far away. Thanks to Sun Xian’s efforts, the creature was now dismembered, with all parts capable of serving as spirit materials carefully harvested.

Their eyes met. Ye Xue showed no reaction, staring back with cold indifference. Lin Yu’s heart ached, but he did not let it show.

Upon returning to the airship, everyone went to rest. The bodies of the fallen heroes were placed into a magical space created by the Time Keeper, and Zekin and the others gathered on the top floor of the ancient castle for a meeting.

Xingchen waited at home for her mother and father to return. She waited one day, two days, three days, until someone came to the house to tell her that her parents had died in the line of duty and that she should go to take one last look at them.

"Could I trouble you fellow disciples to search once more? That item is truly important," Jade-Faced Peach Blossom interjected from the side.

Who was Gao Jichen? Entrusted with a heavy responsibility by Zong Tao, he was certainly no ordinary man. Although he had not anticipated that San Mu would enter the guest room, he had never once let his guard down. He sprang from the bed, shook the bedsheets until every trace of warmth was gone, extinguished the lamp, and stood still in the room. When the footsteps drew near, Gao Jichen slipped under the bed.

Suddenly, the massive phantom formed by Feng Yi twisted violently and surged upward. Matching the ten-thousand-meter barrier from before, it transformed into a ten-thousand-meter giant, silencing even the thunderous uproar of the Fifth Peak.

He could not believe it; upon seeing the yellow blade energy of Qin Xiao, a faint tremor emerged from within his soul. His green soul power actually showed signs of being suppressed.

On the other side of the battlefield, the fight between Feng Huirong and the scar-faced man grew increasingly intense, both sides reaching the point of risking their lives.

Both sides of the sword were engraved with violet spirit patterns that emitted a purple glow. They looked vivid and lifelike, gleaming with a cold light in the sun; one look was enough to tell it was no ordinary treasure.

After carefully inspecting the fatty’s Armani suit and the gold Rolex on his wrist, and confirming they were not knock-offs, she instantly categorized the three of them in her mind.

It could be said that over the past three days, aside from the day of the basketball game when the campus of Chongqing University was filled with joy, the Waseda University delegation had remained holed up in the international student dormitory, refusing to step outside the gates.