Volume 1, Chapter 36: A Massive Horde of Zombies Is Approaching

"If you continue to learn without a proper master, acting half-heartedly and swallowing information whole, you will never acquire true skill and will be relegated to a low-level guard forever." Xin Yao’s repeated criticisms were harsh and unsparing, yet every word rang true; she was genuinely looking out for this endearing youth.

The remaining hundred or so enemy soldiers, likely unable to discern the size of their thinning ranks in the darkness, charged blindly toward the muzzle flashes flickering near the edge of the woods.

"It is all thanks to Brother Mo’s guidance," Hu Ge, Zhang Zhao, Deng Han, and Qiao Zhen said, all of them brimming with excitement.

"No, this alone only deepens my suspicion of him. To confirm his identity, I still need evidence." As he spoke, Chen Yutian turned his gaze toward Gongsun.

However, if there truly were an invisible hand orchestrating all of this from the shadows, would they have left such an obvious flaw?

"But the prerequisite for us to enter is... to defeat that senior, isn't it?" Liu Huangcui frowned slightly.

Just then, Chen Mo frantically manipulated the keyboard to input the final segment of code, opened the Koala browser, and a subtle, imperceptible smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

"Go back and sit down," Ye Chen said dismissively. The speed of these bandits was far too slow! He had heard their shouts long ago, and only now were they arriving.

Upon hearing this, Locke immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Escorted by his Iron Guards, he stepped inside.

Almost everyone, including the veteran players of the Golden Bauhinia guild who had followed Zhang Ning for years, gasped. They could not fathom why he was being so aggressive today, cornering the Creation Family of the Evil God with no path of retreat.

Long Yin pulled out a box and opened it, instantly illuminating the pitch-black tunnel. Jun Qiluo carefully scanned the area above, below, and all around her to ensure there were no hidden traps before continuing forward.

That evening, when they logged into the game, the group at Chunfeng Pavilion waited in vain for Zhang Ning to appear. Even Zhou Mengyun’s remote party invite went unanswered.

At that moment, a flash of white light shimmered beside the NPC battle administrator, and Zhou Mengyun, Chuxiu Nuanyang, Shen Zhu, and the others teleported out of the battlefield, their faces wreathed in smiles. Seeing their expressions, one didn't need to ask to guess the final outcome.

After landing a hit, the monkey darted aside, wiggling its backside at Zhang Ning as if to provoke him.

As for the seventh and eighth bolts of lightning, I blocked them both with my fists. These two strikes nearly charred my arms to charcoal, but thanks to the Nameless Divine Art, although I felt a bit exhausted after the eighth strike, I was otherwise unharmed.

"You bitch, do you think crying will solve anything? Let me tell you, you’d better hand over the item today, or killing you would be the least of your worries!" Manager Kong wore a ferocious expression, pulling a tissue from his pocket to wipe his hands in disgust.

Halfway through his meal, Chen Tairan’s phone rang. Upon answering, it turned out to be Lu Chenbo.

Hearing this, Di Jiu’s heart skipped a beat, but she remained composed, slowly curling the corners of her lips and nodding faintly.

The idea was to give him a taste of his own medicine; having done evil for so many years, he eventually lost everything himself.

However, there were only a limited number of Grandmasters in Huaxia, and the borders were vast. There were always gaps in security. As long as one didn't make a scene, kept a low profile, avoided trouble, kept their head down, and acted carefully, there was still a chance to escape.

Cherry answered, though she did not go to retrieve it. She had already prepared the Jade Beauty Ointment. Lately, her mistress had been kept hidden in the palace under the guise of avoiding the summer heat, and the Emperor visited frequently. Her body was a cycle of healing and new wounds, and the bruises never seemed to fade.

He knew that the old lady’s condition would only become more frequent, and her periods of unconsciousness would grow longer until her life finally flickered out.

Having said this, Shui Lingxin ignored Xiao Yan and turned to run toward the direction of the Nine-Tails. She, too, missed her hometown, but in the face of current reality, besides Xiao Yan and the sister she had recently come to know, who else cared about her feelings?

With a flick of his palm, the moonstone was tucked into his storage ring. Without the light of the stone, the chamber grew noticeably dimmer.

At this moment, Chao Ji felt as if his heart were being torn apart; he had long since jumped off that cliff of no return on that night of madness.

Yet, Li Jingyi, having suddenly faced such a drastic change, could not sleep. She opened the window, looked out at the normalcy of the night, and gently told Lingxin to go to bed while she leaned against the window, lost in thought.

After a moment of astonishment, Lin Ke’er’s eyes brimmed with deep surprise and affection as she looked at Li Zhi. Though there were few gestures or words, her soft gaze and the coldness that melted only in Li Zhi's presence were proof enough of her love for him.

The Great Elder of the Myriad Clans looked at Jun Yan in surprise, while Young Master Wan frantically signaled for him not to act impulsively, but Jun Yan, as he had many times before, paid no heed.

Zhan Hongying came out crying, and Yun Feng’s heart skipped a beat. Had Huo Qianying’s leg been crippled? Was that why Zhan Hongying was so distressed?

On the desolate plains, three Heaven-Realm experts he didn’t recognize suddenly burst out from the sparse woods, and seeing their hostility, Zhou Jinyu panicked.

When she first arrived, she assumed Wuzi was a relative of Yun Feng or her child. She hadn't received any news, and since Yun Feng had been missing for years, she didn't know when she had married.

Ji Changfeng suddenly grew serious and said earnestly to Ji Lingsheng, "There are two pieces of news, one good and one bad. Which do you want to hear first?" Ji Lingsheng replied casually, "Tell me the bad one first. Why shouldn't the good one be saved to be savored slowly?"

Gauging that the archer had likely used his full strength, Ji Lingsheng didn't want to waste any more time. He tossed aside the broken arrow in his hand and mocked loudly, "Come out! Save that bit of strength to go home and drink your mother’s milk." As soon as he finished speaking, two figures emerged from behind a large rock covered in snow.

At an altitude of five thousand feet, the thin air was not enough to extinguish life. The patches of green spring grass were the best proof of this. The mountaintop, shaved down by nearly a thousand feet by Qing Yunzi, was flat enough that water rarely pooled, yet some moss still grew, adding a touch of the gentleness of a March breeze to the otherwise austere peak.

The voice of the masked Nirvana leader sounded no different than usual, but the fury contained within it was unmistakable.