Chapter 123

After Wu Tian’s mother finished speaking, Wu Tian frowned at her and said, Mom, I’m not defending Zhang Xiao—you can’t blame everything on him. Du Yao and Liu Chuchu were captured; Zhang Xiao must be just as anxious. Don’t you realize how hurtful those words are?

I hope he soon gets what he wants in the Netherworld, so he won’t have to suffer so much.

Don’t even mention them causing trouble—the entire nation’s real estate prices have plummeted, and in every region, people are smashing and looting real estate offices, demanding refunds and compensation.

“The Judge King? I’ll remember this grudge. When the chance comes, I’ll pay you a visit!” Ye Mo thought silently; after meeting the Insect Immortal, he now had a rough sense of his own strength.

At that moment, Jin Yener gave me a glare and said, Now that she’s gone to Huaxia, don’t you think it’ll be chaotic if Du Yao finds out she likes you?

After passing through the cave entrance, Ling Feng realized there was no teleportation portal inside—only a familiar figure seated there.

“Even if you enter reincarnation, you may never see your beloved again. Her face may no longer be the one you remember after countless years,” Xiao Yu said.

Although the Chief Steward was at the Cangqiong Realm, his physical strength was far inferior to Ling Feng’s, and moreover, his mastery of cosmic laws was nowhere near perfected. He could suppress ordinary Shenhai experts easily, but completely subduing Ling Feng was nearly impossible.

“Then wait!” As Yu Rujiao’s voice faded, a storm of wind and clouds erupted within the Sky-Ensnaring Array; Ling Feng felt the sky and earth swirl before his eyes, and suddenly found himself atop a towering mountain.

A thunderous explosion shook Nanjing City; even the Japanese high command at the Presidential Palace heard it clearly. They stared in confusion at the smoke and fire, unsure what had happened—they hadn’t received a single distress call.

Although Zhang Can’s alchemy told him the airship’s alloy shell was extremely hard, facing the unscientific attack of that unscientific giant octopus, he had zero desire to experiment.

With all matters settled, Xiao Ke didn’t want to stay any longer—he still had to go explain things to Qin Weiwei. After all, so much had happened between him and Xue Tingfang; he didn’t want this incident to affect Weiwei’s mood.

When Tian Ying saw the second-round prize—a giant plush bear—her eyes lit up, as if she couldn’t wait to rush forward and hug it. In truth, if she wanted such a bear, she could have a whole cartload delivered.

After tossing and turning, he reached the rooftop, casually fashioned a reclining chair, sat down, and gazed at the distant, indifferent moon in the night sky, his eyes gradually growing hazy.

“That’s something you should ask yourself—why did you stand out in the Resource Competition? And I believe, given your true strength, you shouldn’t be ranked only 86th on the Wind Cloud List,” Nodelan chuckled.

Seeing the soldier’s bowing and scraping expression, I suddenly realized how brutally real this world is—strength is what matters.

Upon hearing this, Cai Zao and Cai Qi stepped forward two paces, flipped their hands, and made a “please” gesture.

The Spotted Hyena Tribe wasn’t located near rich mineral deposits; their methods were primitive, and their gemstone output extremely limited, so they survived by raiding. Yet, given the size of their tribe, their supplies came not just from self-sufficiency and raiding, but also significantly from trade.

In truth, anyone with eyes could see they weren’t here to steal fish—but the words still had to be said; how else to begin, how else to get to the point?

This insect siege was originally meant to delay the ancient Mother Insect’s escape from its seal. To enable this siege, the ancient Mother Insect forcibly compelled the insect nests and abysses to produce eggs—now those mothers are utterly exhausted and incapable of launching another siege for a long time.

As the King of Ten Thousand Beasts, even ninth-rank monsters froze in terror before the Devourer. These mere food insects dared attack him! Enraged, the Devourer opened its massive claws and smashed the eighth-rank insect into pulp.

“What? A magic array can seal my energy? Impossible!” Almis refused to believe it—how could a mere magic array seal his sixteenth-rank dark energy? Almis felt deep fear.

Wang Haitao’s eyes brightened, and he relaxed—he could hand over the final piece if the solution was correct.

Yet his features were delicate, his complexion pale and flawless, unadorned skin that many would envy—this alone surpassed Hua Qingqing.

“Huh! What technique was used to forge this spiritual weapon? It withstood my strike without shattering?” She Wuqing stared at Ye Feng in surprise.

“Big Brother Haitao, is the tea here?” Ye Shiqin, having caught fragments of the conversation, walked over and asked softly.

Both wore Daoist robes, their heads bound with tall crowns—they were the mysteriously revered Xuanming Daoist and Qingming Daoist.

He simply couldn’t understand: just moments ago, Qian Buyi had been hopping around like a monkey, thrilled by Zhang Zhendong’s promise—now why had he wilted completely, like a plant struck by frost?

The Mosquito Blood Demon didn’t immediately link this to the angels; he assumed someone in the Holy City had inherited the Heavenly Lineage. After frowning, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes.

After taking a deep breath and suppressing his inner joy, Chu Xun opened the final box.

“Brother Tianhuang, where are we headed now? Straight to Yaochi?” Luo Chen asked eagerly.