Chapter 86

“First, retrieve the top ten short swords from the Star Cave, then decide their ownership—within the Star Cave, none of us may attack one another,” said Xu Tianyun. For the Four Sacred Imperial Dynasties, only the top ten on the Dragon Qian List held any appeal; the ranks below were utterly negligible.

Compared to the initial single floor, the branch now occupies three floors of an office building, with the security department enforcing strict control.

Such a large overseas institution could not possibly lack the capacity to rescue; the first incident could be excused as sudden, but this one was clearly premeditated.

If this divine technique can counter Bills, then the Time-Space Daoist has no reason not to treat the Lord of Chaos the same way.

“Liu Tian’s talent is actually quite good; he merely failed to enter the Spirit Origin Tower and his cultivation is somewhat lacking,” said Li Xuan from the side. “Muru Feng still holds him in high regard.”

After a bout of playfulness, Liu Yang gained a clear understanding of An Xia’s strength. After assimilating the Phoenix essence blood, An Xia’s physical capabilities had improved across the board; though he hadn’t used his full power just now, it was still beyond the reach of an ordinary Silver Moon Realm sixth-stage cultivator to catch up.

Zhang Xiaofei rushed out of the elevator and hurried to Weiwei’s ward. Overcome with excitement, she didn’t even knock—she pushed the door open directly.

Fu Ma hurried forward to apologize; cleaning the house was her duty anyway. She didn’t care whether Chen Baohua was deliberately provoking her—she only knew she must ensure their peaceful coexistence.

Wan Xingyu and Tang Ye exchanged a glance, seeing shock in each other’s eyes—had the Crown Prince identified Liu Yang with just one look?

Shan Songfeng was hiding beside a rock when he heard someone had uncovered his stealth technique; he inwardly startled and held his breath, fearing discovery.

Hearing the auctioneer open bidding on raw jade stones, Chen Xinghai scanned the item—its spiritual energy was weak; he assumed it wouldn’t yield high-quality jade, so he abandoned the idea of acquiring it and decided to visit the open market instead.

“We’re just here to experience life—we’ll stay a while and then leave. You don’t know, I’m from the sports school’s sanshou team. I’ve got enough skill to protect myself,” Wang Feng said with a smile; the lie was so plausible it was utterly convincing.

“Old bandit! I never thought you’d have such a tough life!” Yao Mudust sneered, placing the black furnace atop his head. He didn’t want anyone to notice his body’s peculiarities; he took a step forward and felt no difficulty in walking.

Once the method was found, discerning the array’s operational pattern became easier. Soon after, Hao Yu faintly sensed a trace of the array’s rhythm—though minuscule, it opened a crack for his next move.

Seeing the fleshy mountain silently approaching him, Elder Wang let out a roar, snatching up his spear. The black spear, a zhang long, instantly stretched into hundreds of zhang, churning the heavens and earth as it roared toward the giant finger.

The surviving pups, witnessing this, froze for a moment, then their eyes lit up with joy; each let out a low growl, gazing at Lang Hongxiang with a hint of reverence.

Soon, the herbal aroma spread, invigorating him; when a round pill appeared inside the furnace, his spirit trembled—he waved his hands, leaving afterimages, and cast the pill-retrieval incantation.

Just as Tianming pinpointed Hao Yu’s location, Hao Yu, who had been meditating with closed eyes, suddenly sensed something—he opened his eyes.

“That guy’s too weak—I barely kicked him and he couldn’t even hold on,” said Peng Beibei, looking disgruntled.

The gentle, lovely girl sensed overwhelming terror; after failing to seek help from anyone, she stepped forward herself, attempting to win back her brother through questioning and persuasion.

In the city hall, Barrett sat across from Tyson in a swivel chair, arms crossed, watching him in silence.

The principal was a meticulous man—he had originally proposed installing surveillance. Without cameras in the cafeteria, problems would be troublesome. In the kitchen, where people simply cooked, the cameras affected no one.

Ji Lin was a worrier; hearing that Ma Shan, the commander, was incorruptible, she feared her wild elder brother might fall into his hands, so she sent someone to warn Ji Jingxi, urging him to return home early.

The voice on the phone was unmistakably familiar—Gu Xiangjun suddenly remembered it was Ye Zhenzhen’s elder brother, Ye Yuhan. But she was busy, and beside her was a jealous man, so she wisely declined.

When Chu Shen entered the classroom, he noticed He Xi below—he remembered He Xi well and couldn’t help glancing at him occasionally during class.

But this treasure had a drawback: after use, residual power always rebounded upon its user, so when Xi Lingfeng used it to attack enemies, the enemy suffered eight parts of the damage, while she suffered two. This was tolerable under normal circumstances, but in dire situations, it severely disadvantaged her.

The carriage Ji Jingxi had arrived in had already left the mountain before Wu Feng reported to the Seventh Prince; now, Wu Shuang had found another unmarked carriage and carried everyone straight toward the imperial villa on the city’s outskirts.

“Beast? I thought it was a Xuan Beast? Then we can just assimilate it directly!” said Chen Feng, delighted.

The brands sold here were all household names; neon signs filled every visible space, and crowds surged through every street and alley. Even in nationwide chain malls, every floor’s merchandise was identically arranged—yet people still wandered happily.

Yang Yunhan’s martial skill was immensely powerful; as he fell, he seized Lady Shangguan Bixiao’s waist and shot upward.

A faint, dark-blue light flashed, instantly sinking into the male server’s neck.

Chen Yeye and I exchanged a glance, both exhaling deeply—the situation seemed to be gradually improving.

“It’s likely the talent granted by the bloodline of your parents’ union,” said Jiu Feng coolly. “You’ll understand later—since ancient times, the Divine Realm and Sacred Realm have never permitted lovers. Your parents broke a great taboo!”

“You beast, let go of my brother!” Aoba’s face turned pale; his overwhelming aura surged like a raging dragon bursting from the sea, stars exploding—he vanished in an instant and reappeared before the angel.