Chapter 28

Xie Wuji offered a proud smile, and without the slightest movement, he drifted away silently from the earthen hut, vanishing into the vast night.

"Huh!" Li Yongle let out a soft sound of surprise, remembering that he still owned a vineyard; if he could acquire another, he might be able to find some professional help.

Just moments ago, after the two of them entered the Sword Tomb, they headed straight for the broad black sword, forced out the black dragon with their sheer presence, and ultimately defeated it, compelling it to retreat into the blade itself.

A vast square stood at the entrance of the Alchemist Guild, currently so crowded that it was overflowing, with many alchemists wearing looks of deep displeasure.

"Why are you two just standing there? If we don’t leave now, when will we?" Ma Chengpeng called back to Rufeng and Ruan Xingqi.

Xiang Yu was fighting with a reckless disregard for his own life. While his blade struck Lan Lian, the blades, axes, and halberds in the hands of Chiyou also left streaks of wounds across his body, leaving him drenched in blood.

As the power of the formation surged, many of the poor souls were refined alive into mists of blood, a truly terrifying sight.

Everyone turned their eyes toward them, and Su Mei lowered her head, fearful of being discovered.

Such a city was filled with business opportunities, but these were not things he could consider for now; that place was far from peaceful, and establishing a foothold there was not something that could be done overnight.

"Was I seeing things?" the middle-aged doctor climbed up in astonishment, then placed his right hand on Tao Yu’s pulse.

First of all, Su Chengqing must have initially assumed this position belonged to Chen Hao, so he hadn't contacted Chen Hao until he realized the problem—fearing that if this potential candidate ascended, he would settle scores later and harm the department. Perhaps Han Zhi’s phone call had also been requested by Su Chengqing himself.

Naturally, it was my voice. As the sound faded, I leaped into the air, my right index finger striking directly toward the center of the fox demon’s brow.

I was surprised to discover that the villagers in the square, who had been chanting "Great Sage of Qingqiu" with fanatical devotion, suddenly saw the fervor in their eyes diminish, as if they had regained a measure of clarity.

Yuan Ming and Liang Yong felt their hearts tremble upon hearing this. Could this be only the seventh? Were there six even more formidable ones ahead? They dared not ask further, terrified that knowing too much would invite a fatal disaster. Li Ling did not like speaking while wearing a mask in front of others; now that the matter was resolved, he planned to leave early to avoid encountering any real imperial spies.

They were in a state that did not support idlers, and when they signed the contracts, it was noted that all agreements followed the laws of the state.

Leng Qing inquired about some details but could not deduce the underlying truth. After all, Li Ling had only visited Xikang County twice, and each time he left, he changed his attire and appearance entirely, effectively appearing out of thin air. Even with Leng Qing’s brilliance, she could not make sense of it.

But before they reached the door, it was blown open. A powerful, ghostly wind rushed in, accompanied by a flurry of spirit money.

Situ Le reassured them: "Great Khan, please be patient. I have come this time to explain everything clearly to everyone." Hearing this, the crowd waited quietly for her explanation.

Fan Zhi was still scrolling through the private message that had appeared. After reading the last word, she sighed softly, exited the interface, composed a report to the police, and decisively hit send.

For example, a third-grade magical treasure possessing the combat power of a second-grade one was highly valuable and also effective for catching others off guard.

In that instant, Zhuge Luan felt the hair all over his body stand on end, as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake. Beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he slowly looked down at his feet, discovering a giant python with black scales coiled there.

"Thud!" A regular circular opening appeared at an intersection on the chessboard, representing a game piece.

"The price for the Xue and Nalan families to accept your help is to funnel wealth to you through the secret commercial channels you have established."

Jiang Han was just a hundred meters away, a faint smile on his lips, his expression relaxed and devoid of any panic.

After a few minutes, the gate creaked open from within. A man with graying hair stood at the entrance, looked Huang Jiujin up and down, and said, "Come in."

However, the moment he reached out, Jiang Han also raised a finger, pointing toward his wrist.

At that moment, Shan Fangyi felt that even if she had truly consumed a ginseng fruit, it would be no better than this.

"Stop crying, have some backbone. Go through the sword techniques I taught you once more," Chi Jian said with a mocking laugh.

Jiang Han stood up, scraped a piece of hard mud from the ground, locked his divine sense onto a bird on a branch overhead, and flicked his finger.

Mu Anle had been somewhat angry, wondering how Qijun Yi could be so matter-of-fact about it, as if he didn't value their help at all.

Seeing Ji Lin’s confident demeanor and recalling his capabilities, Mother Xia said nothing more.

One pair was a married couple, and netizens, letting their imaginations run wild, speculated that the other two pairs must also have something going on.

The schedule for military training was set to begin tomorrow, with this afternoon reserved for all teachers and students to prepare.

The clan leader was unwilling to let anyone act recklessly and ruin the clan’s reputation, which would eventually implicate the entire clan and cost them their mushroom crops.

"I really am a teacher; I just came to the principal’s office to handle some paperwork today," Lu You explained helplessly.

She had originally thought Mu Anle was merely curious, but now it seemed that because all of this concerned Qijun Yi and the Third Prince, she must be worried for Qijun Yi’s safety, which explained her tension.

When Yin Junfeng and Tie Xiangxue heard the sound and looked over, they saw that Zhong Ling, having recovered from her injuries, appeared even more beautiful and moving, with a delicate, pitiable air.

Perhaps out of disappointment, or perhaps because her pregnancy was becoming more burdensome, Liang Shi’s steps were heavy. Her lonely figure appeared increasingly gaunt and desolate in the vast courtyard.

"Hmph, Heavenly Demon Shadow Escape!" Wang Ming utilized a secret technique, directly escaping into the heavy, chaotic, and dangerous void of this turbulent land, fleeing through spatial arts.

Just as Ai Mu frowned and tried to shake the man’s hand off, a man in black suddenly appeared from nowhere and dragged the man away from her side.

Rogozin emphasized the term "someone" heavily. Yaktoyev was startled; he knew clearly that the "someone" Rogozin referred to was Bai Yi. Whenever Bai Yi was mentioned, Yaktoyev’s teeth would ache with hatred—it was one thing to ignore his advice about adhering to the Soviet military-industrial system, but to insist on developing weapons and equipment independently was another.