Chapter 50

Many cultivators who passed near the Shady Fog Forest remained entirely unharmed and had never been attacked by the green monster. Consequently, the cultivators speculated that as long as one did not blunder into the Shady Fog Forest, the green monster would not come out to harm people, Ruan Yuelian said with a smile on her face, speaking to the others in a relaxed manner.

"What a true Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, truly an enlightened being!" Seeing this, a trace of reluctance flashed across the Great Emperor Ziwei's face. The Buddhist sect indeed possessed truly enlightened practitioners, and not all of them belonged to the lineage of the Joyful Buddha.

"I have already consumed a great deal of spiritual power, and now only two or three tenths of it remain. Moreover, my body feels somewhat stiff, seemingly affected by the chilling energy," Mu Siyuan said in terror.

The pirates were all ferocious and grim, yet they had died in a bizarrely pristine manner without even a trace of blood on the deck. Living pirates were terrifying, but dead pirates were nothing to fear. What worried Yang Yi the most right now was the mermaid. Just as he was about to ask Two of Diamonds to take him to see her, he abruptly heard a crackling sound coming from the direction of the deck.

In a single battle, over a thousand heads were taken, plunging Zhong Xiang's army into profound panic, so much so that they dared not engage Wang Shen's forces in a direct frontal clash again. Even though Zhong Xiang issued strict and absolute orders, they hesitated and lingered, collapsing into a rout upon the very first contact.

"Oh no, it's a trap!" Lai Guzhe's expression shifted drastically. With a light tap of his toes, he executed the Wind-Walking Technique, his body drifting like a withered leaf, swaying with the wind for three zhang ahead, yet still failing to escape the enveloping smoke.

He thought to himself that all things in this world possessed emotion, and as long as one cherished a single strand of kindness—while it was often said that demons and monsters were hateful for harming people—the human heart was actually a thousand times more terrifying and sinister. Having suffered such a catastrophe, it was hardly any wonder that Lu Yin felt such bitter hatred.

"Hello, Ah Kang! You can activate the live-streaming feature now. My friends over here are already itching with anticipation!" Upon connecting the voice chat, the cat-eared streamer excitedly said to Li Jiankang.

"Uncle Turtle!" Seeing the elderly man appear, Xiaofeng and Shaloli immediately halted their actions, retracted their magical powers, and bowed respectfully to the elder.

For this problem, Li Lingyi had only one explanation of his own: live one's life well, acquire absolute intelligence on events, make a righteous judgment, and then take action based on that judgment.

However, in the eyes of Yang Cheng and Chen Tianqi, when they caught Zeng Che's gaze upon them, their hearts tightened instantly. Exchanging glances, each saw the apprehension and unease in the other's eyes.

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Yet, what if one were truly grievously injured and died from the severity of the wounds before managing to crawl back to one's companions?

Qiao Na's delicate face was filled with unease—the innate sense of insecurity felt by pathfinders venturing into unfamiliar environments.

With such an identity, to say nothing of offending Li Shicheng, if one were to provoke the powerful forces standing behind him, would it not take merely a single word to completely obliterate the entire Fan family?

The large mountaineering backpack resting on the back seat looked just like a piece of luggage, leading her to naturally associate it with Yu Fan having just returned from out of town.

"There's actually some substance to that..." Luo Tianbei also extended one hand, making a grasping motion in the empty air. A sound resembling a howling gale rang out, as if he had truly seized something tangible, and then crushed it to powder.

Yu Wanwan shook her head in utter helplessness; she truly had no way of dealing with Shi Huan.

Yet his eccentric temper was notoriously difficult, and these people genuinely feared that a sudden heat of the moment might drive him to do something reckless.

To her speechlessness, however, she discovered that both the taxi driver and Li Guozhi were no longer anywhere nearby, clearly having been frightened away by the two thugs.

Numa Kase's palm still swept downward gently, two words escaping from his lips.

Seeing the man in this state, Lin Jiang seemed to feel a pang of reluctance once more. When facing such monumental issues, was she being overly selfish to still trouble him with emotional matters like this? Yet if she did not ask, her heart simply could not let it go.

"Haha, well that would be simply fantastic!" The Dragon-Horned Wolf-Lion looked at the Gray Dragon-Elephant in astonishment before bursting into hearty laughter.

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If he were not... Xia儿 could scarcely fathom such a possibility. Could a commoner with no background act so recklessly without courting death?

On his office desk, in a conspicuous spot, quietly rested an access card. Guan Chenji knew that it was the access card to the villa where Gu Meng currently resided.

However, the culinary arts were not something one could simply learn by watching; they were skills requiring the accumulation of time. Even a simple action like tossing a pan was the result of decades of bitter practice by a master chef.

Even Jiang Jinyi was no exception. Although he remained silent, he was inwardly pondering that very line of poetry, deeply feeling that replacing the blank space with the character for "water" would be far more fitting.

Gu Meng felt utterly powerless. Just as all things seemed to hold a glimmer of hope, after waiting, that hope turned completely into despair.

"Yue'er..." Having not seen her for several days, Feng Yuan looked at Leng Yue's taut, pretty face—where anyone could perceive the resolute exhaustion and deeply buried anguish—and though words hovered on the lips he longed to speak, they ultimately dissolved into silence.

Yet none of them cared overly much; they generally only concerned themselves with their own safety. Within the Blood Moon Canyon, danger accompanied everyone constantly and without exception every single day. A major battle could merely arouse a tiny flicker of curiosity in them.

With a flip of his hand, Ji Tian put away the sacrificial altar and stepped onto the high platform outside the divine palace. Gazing outward, nearly a hundred billion soldiers and generals were busy constructing military camps and various other structures amidst the vast sea of clouds. Countless cultivators skilled in weapon-crafting and alchemy were hard at work forging weapons and armor, and refining all manner of medicinal pills within the sea of clouds.

Therefore, capital investment and profit returns had become the keys to sustainable development. If too much was invested for too little return, our resources would eventually be depleted one day, and without further ways to generate new resources, we would inevitably march toward destruction.

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