Volume 1, Chapter 30: The Simple and Honest Folk of Xu Guan Town

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Just as Wu Xie lost his own den and rushed back to the Freedom Society overnight, another figure was traveling through the darkness before dawn. That person was Jie Ya.

Yan Tingting was incredibly excited, urging You Xiao not to overthink things and to just pack everything up first, as her grandfather would naturally have the final say. The three brothers did not stop them from loading their bags; instead, they circled the thick pillar in the middle to continue their investigation behind it.

"I’m not sure either. When I walked her back last night, I tried to persuade her, but she didn’t say anything. However, when I went to look for her this morning, she was already gone. I’m worried that she—" Although Du Haitao didn't finish his sentence, I understood that he was actually worried Sun Yali had gone off to track down the whereabouts of the Soul-Swallower.

High above, the griffin that had intended to dive down to rescue Kasukabe Yo also sensed something and paused in mid-air.

The three of them returned to the side of the "Mute Bottle" (Menyouping) by plane with surprising ease. Perhaps he had not expected the amnesiac Wu Xie to return, or perhaps this world was simply too fickle—even the schemers themselves were helpless against its twists.

After all, his previous experience working in the Transport Department was not exactly a glorious chapter of his life; it was only thanks to Soichiro Sawai’s recommendation that Daigo had been given the chance to join GUTS.

The Leticia before him was not particularly strong, but since she came from White Yaksha, she should have known his general strength, and White Yaksha might have even told her that he was an outsider.

"Don't even mention it. I went up the mountain yesterday to have my fortune told, and the master said I was destined for a bloody disaster and had to give away all my liquid assets to save my life..." Xu Qingmo said with an expression of deep reluctance.

"If the musk was planted by Liu'er, she wouldn't be that stupid, would she?" Qiu Qianjian continued to make excuses for her, as Pingting had just mentioned that the wedding dress had been prepared by Lu Xiaoge.

Whether they had been offering advice or mockery, everyone fell into a sudden, deathly silence.

Murong Feng and Xie Shao heard the commotion and leaped up simultaneously, reaching the ball of fire in the blink of an eye. However, the fire seemed to possess a spirit of its own; seeing the two approach, it scattered in all directions at once.

"Clang!" Behind them, the long sword in Sakurako’s hand clashed with a ninja who had just appeared. The sound of the two weapons striking each other was jarringly sharp in the room.

Nong Liu was dragged away by the guards. A short while later, the sound of a whip could be heard from outside the door, along with Nong Liu's screams, cries of pain, and curses.

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Just past midnight, a piercing alarm sounded within the Y City Museum. The surrounding area was jolted awake as a large contingent of armed police officers quickly cordoned off the scene, and police cars from afar arrived with their sirens wailing.

Just as the ten-second mark approached, a roar of engines echoed, and a silver sports car sped toward the direction of Ling Chen.

The tiger, already mid-leap in the air, had nowhere to hide and could only watch as the five sharp arrows headed straight for it.

The shock of the nightmare that had just occurred was gone from her face; now, there was only vigilance and taut skin.

Hao Yuan and A Shi were arguing incessantly. Sitting to the side, Madam Xie could occasionally catch snippets of their conversation, her emotions complex. Su Yimei was right; these two were truly a pair of bickering soulmates.

"Tang Yan, are you alright?" Sensing the breathing of the beauty in his arms becoming increasingly rapid and her body growing hot, Mo Yang couldn't help but tighten his embrace, asking with concern.

Liao Bing'er had serious matters to discuss with Ling Chen tonight and naturally didn't want a fly buzzing around. She planned to use the excuse of going down to pay the bill to leave with Ling Chen, rather than continuing to eat at the Yunshang Restaurant.

It was so difficult to borrow from his own leader; if it were the Xiao family's, wouldn't even a glance be impossible? But he would not give up.

Something had gone wrong with the Spirit Spring of the Hundred Flower Palace, which meant the palace was in grave danger. This was a matter concerning its very survival, and Zi Ningxiang was under more pressure than anyone else.

"Everyone, take a look—who is this?" Chen Fei snatched the microphone and kicked Zhang Cheng, who was on the ground.

The door was an old iron gate, secured by a rusty lock. Standing across the courtyard, Zhang Xuan could already smell the scent of medicine—the kind her seriously ill father had to take every day.

He would naturally not let that man off easily; even if he fled to the ends of the earth, his people would track him down.

Had Chen Hanxu not possessed deep internal energy, that single blow alone would have knocked him to the ground. At this moment, King Biancheng made his move, his hands sweeping upward as a mustard-yellow mass of energy enveloped Chen Hanxu like a ring.

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But the green pepper under the seat was not so lucky. Amidst the screams, the green pepper was sliced in two. The massive corpse plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground.

An old man sat behind a table, his two fists clenched tightly on the surface, his eyes wide and bloodshot. Medicine and papers were scattered all over the floor.

Chen Hanxu held up his phone, looking at the ceiling of the cave. It was about half a foot above his head, making it impossible for him to jump freely. He raised the phone again to look at the other side of the underground river.

"Clang!" With a thunderous boom, a demonic light suddenly appeared in Hua Fei’s hand. An aura surged into the sky, causing the entire secret realm to tremble under its pressure.

It was precisely because of these spiritual herbs and immortal plants that the King of Kunshan used as cultivation resources that his power had skyrocketed, allowing him to step into the realm of the Purple Mansion Immortal early on.

This inn was the tallest building in the village, offering a clear view of everything in the distance from above.

"Where on earth did this guy go?" Lin Muyao, burning with anxiety, paced back and forth in the office.

The Northern Barbarians sending a force of nearly ten thousand deep into the heart of Daming Prefecture was already their limit; their siege equipment must have been cobbled together in a hurry.

When the audience saw the health of the Dream Team's crystal nexus dwindling, despite Captain Plank’s frantic use of his ultimate ability, they could not stop the DK team's attack. They naturally felt dejected, believing the Dream Team was doomed to lose.

Even the Sage Laozi had told the Sage Tongtian that he would "demote him into the cycle of reincarnation." This showed that while Tongtian still cherished their brotherhood, Laozi had already become heartless toward him.