Chapter 150: Burst update: 13,400 words, 464th place, secured!

Burst update: 13,400 words, 464th place, secured!

After three pauses restored his true spirit, Qi finally left Hunan and entered the border of the next province. Still at a distance, he was immediately overwhelmed by a lavish fragrance.

Slowly walking to his bedside, Ye Yuchen reached out and lightly touched his cheek—it was burning hot; clearly, he'd drunk a lot.

The two monks screamed like pigs being slaughtered. Jiechi heard the noise and rushed upstairs. He thought the two monks had been ambushed by Li Fu, but when he reached the door, he saw two eight-foot-tall men standing inside, frowning, arms crossed, coldly staring at Jiechi.

Just one minute later, a massive white curtain was pulled down, blocking the steel target that had just been there.

At the Fang family banquet, Ye Chen had humiliated him. Now, at the Tang family, he had finally gotten his revenge and let out a long-suppressed breath of fury.

Inside the dot was carved a nebula! Dense stars shimmered, their center locked in a spinning rotation! This was, in fact, a force from the universe that cultivators could not comprehend.

She was about to say more when she sensed something was off. Looking up, she saw Ling Bai's expression darkened, his gaze colder than the sword thrust at her by Hua Yuanye just moments before.

Once a bid amount was placed, the legendary coins would be automatically locked by the system—only unlocked if a higher bidder appeared—thus fundamentally eliminating the rogue behavior of bidders backing out after winning.

Back then, Yunhai had recognized her potential and used the qi of all living plants to nourish them, guiding them onto the path of cultivation. After more than a decade of practice, they had all learned to assume human form and were now all Level 10 or higher plant evolutionists—rarely seen powerful beings in the Dark Realm.

It might sound long, but in truth, two seconds were extremely brief—just as the three patrol bosses' next coordinated attack was about to strike Yunfang, a beautiful melody sounded just above her head at the perfect moment.

After that, Hu Qing relied on the single-yang sect disciples' sense of responsibility: before each match, she handed Qingguang to the referee to watch over, retrieved the child after winning, and gave the referee half a sack of peaches.

For simple folk, a slight act of kindness could save their lives—why not do it?

For national trade expansion and economic development, this clearly had significant long-term positive effects.

The Spirit Dragon Ghost Immortal was truly unlucky—before leaving the Fan Aida world, He had been a worker in the Fan Aida world.

Mao Yuning could sense his emotions—this emotion was strange: present, yet faint, like the bond between father and son.

As a result, he was so frightened his spirit withered; he dared not raise his eyes to Dai Wu again, behaving with utmost obedience.

For the past half-month, aside from the 15th day of the lunar month when he controlled the lunar lander drone in orbit and posted a close-up of the moon, he had kept silent and avoided livestreaming.

Pei Le did not retreat either—he followed closely, using his own power to join Ji Hexuan in confronting Lei Yin. Their attacks clashed with Lei Yin's force, generating a massive shockwave. The air tore instantly, forming a colossal storm.

Watching the blurry but still discernible image on the screen, everyone in the control base couldn't help but murmur among themselves.

"I'm the flagship—I've given a lot, but that's what I was supposed to do." The wife handed the equipment core to Chang Fei.

He used all his strength, yet the sphere showed no ripple. Though he still had hidden cards and treasures unused, seeing the sphere's capability, he doubted even using them would break it.

Unfortunately, he lacked the ability to use it yet; the water rope merely controlled him without invading his body, so the Phoenix essence blood showed no reaction.

Cai Shao now studied Lin Xiu—he knew the White Dragon Group was currently in a phase of rapid development and likely had limited liquid funds.

Su Yuan silently gazed at the moon in the sky, wondering what decision the Moon Capital and the Moon King would make—war, observation, peaceful cooperation, or simply waiting to reap the benefits? Could they even discover the secret of interdimensional travel from here?

Wu Zijian shook his head, got out of bed, walked to the center of the room, closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the floor.

The young ninja had little understanding of the decades-long reality between the two villages: nominally allies, but riddled with hidden conflicts. Perhaps Suna's Temari and Kankuro knew a bit of the truth, but the genin of Team Seven and Team Eight from Konoha had no concept of it at all.

Some cultivators with slightly weaker realms were pierced through the body by the flying swords at this moment.

Remember, ten thousand meters is not something an ordinary person can run—only in official athletic events like the Olympics, Asian Games, or championships are such races scheduled.

He walked back slowly through the night to his courtyard, assuming Yao Qingmu had already slept; only upon entering did he notice the dim yellow candlelight still glowing from the window.

"Director Guan, rest assured! Our organization's current reputation and prestige are proof enough of our capability—and we've always been fair in our dealings." The man smiled faintly, revealing his extraordinary presence.

After settling Li Tian, the four of Zong Yang quietly left the inn at midnight, crossed the silent streets, arrived at Jiuyue Restaurant, and successfully took the sleeping Jiang Gucheng outside town.

Perhaps the ending left the city and En'en with regret, but I think this was the best outcome—some loves truly scatter across the ends of the earth and can never be mended again.