Chapter 196: If One Day I Fulfill My Soaring Ambition, I

Several days later, in Nanfucheng.

Feng Jianxian had passed through this region of Nanfucheng many times before.

This place was once wilderness, but now it has been enclosed as a new suburb of Xiancheng; at the southwest corner of Nanfucheng stands the newly built Duel Arena.

The Duel Arena covers three hundred mu, shaped entirely as a circle, with walls six zhang high along its edge.

Within the arena, there is a vast expanse of land, with a central flat lake and an island in the lake.

Such a vast

Moreover, hearing her eldest brother say he regarded her as a sister, her heart grew heavy. She had loved him for ten years—ten full years. Since the moment she met him, she had loved him.

The old man’s eyes were dull, clearly blind; though he coughed and gasped incessantly, Shui Yiren noticed his clothes, though disheveled, were clean, his hair neatly braided and hung beside his ears, well-groomed. His skin, perhaps due to rarely going outdoors, was not as dark as that of village elders—he was actually quite plump, white and plump.

But his tactic might work on others; on the straightforward Da Niu, it had not the slightest effect.

Yes, yes, the Heir, right now, is just like the legendary dead fish in bed, isn’t he, Master?

Feng Tianyin was that kind of person—lively and cheerful, yet stubborn and principled. She wanted to prove herself through trials, to protect herself without relying on her father or brother’s protection, so they could rest easy.

No wonder this man, on their first meeting, dared to roast meat openly before them and ate it all without the slightest concealment.

Shen Mubai was momentarily speechless. She knew her brother had truly joined the army, but was it really that extreme?

“Have you seen Han’er?” Xiao Shi’s hand froze. In her despairing eyes flickered a glimmer of hope as she stared intently at Mu Ling.

The Chancellor’s face turned pale. He suddenly widened his eyes, his expression one of utter shock. Then he sneered, his laughter chilling to the bone.

In the Yin Realm, Wu Ling and Yin Wang held equal status. Even if she were Yin Empress, she could not act recklessly before Wu Ling—how much less so now, when she was nothing at all.

Based on Tian You’s understanding of the author, the energy was likely appearing out of nowhere. If so, this ability could simply be called infinite energy—but for now, there were no devices to observe energy fluctuations near her, so the fundamental principle of this ability remained unknown.

Bees still struggling to find nectar in late autumn would not give up easily, so she witnessed a comical scene: a great general being chased by bees.

Wang Yun’s eyes lit up. He memorized the order of this sticking method—it looked very simple, and Wang Yun immediately remembered it.

If they were ordinary zombies, they would only run toward places with living people, so the more they ran, the closer they drew to each other, until they all crowded together.

Wang Yun could only think of this reason: they must have used some profound technique to accurately manifest in this world via Konglong Cave. Was it mere coincidence? Chance?

Wen Yi looked at Qianshan. The earlier carefree expression on her face was now filled with sorrow. She was the child’s mother—no mother wished her child to face danger. But this struggle was too complex; they could not lose. One misstep, and all would be lost.

From their still-preserved clothing, one could still determine these skeletons were from Meng Family Village. Yet they seemed to come from different eras.

“Let’s go! Let’s go!” Zhu Muyi saw the location sent on his phone and couldn’t wait to pull Li Mingyou out.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to shout—it was that they had to stay silent, for at this moment, Ling Feng had already caught up to Liu Mubai, who led the pack, and with one more step, he could overtake him.

“You…” He wanted to ask something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized he didn’t even know what he wanted to ask, so he just stared at her dumbly.