Chapter 87: The Vibe Is Too Strong, Please Tone It Down

Yue Ming's lips curled into a triumphant smile. He laughed, "I'm not stupid. I can tell you're dissatisfied with Captain Zhang." Yue Ming was indeed not stupid; on the contrary, he was quite clever, just a bit slow, which was why he had only just realized it.

As he spoke, Major Cabreno wore an air of arrogance, as if the armored warfare he mentioned was his own private domain, to be manipulated at his whim.

Yet amidst the hail of bullets, he was merely a leaf in the storm. Besides silently enduring, he had no other recourse. He could only bury a thread of hatred deep in his heart, waiting for the storm to pass. When they rose from the flames like a phoenix, they would repay that hatred to their enemies tenfold, a hundredfold.

The Immortal Realm Envoy came to his senses. He was standing, turning his masked face toward Tai Huntian, his eyes becoming sharp and cold. Originally, he was alone in the great hall, but Tai Huntian had manifested from the calamity qi beside him.

Wang Ming could now project his spirit independently. In this moment, he had never been so clear, as if he had seen the future completely. From now on, he would gather herbs across the myriad worlds to refine a single Great Dao Fruit.

"What! He did it for this purpose?" Yue Ming still exclaimed in surprise. Fortunately, his words contained no key terms, so they drew no attention from others.

"What? You dislike them all?" Si Junhao frowned, seeing her merely glance briefly.

At this moment, Yun Qixi's tears could not be stopped. Her tears contained too much: the guilt of leaving in a huff without a word back then, the longing that had no place to rest across five months of separated time and space, and the fact that she had finally rewritten history, gaining the chance to make up for those four years of missed time.

Sherman's expression remained gloomy. After the failure in Montana, Sherman's hairline seemed to have receded a bit further. Coupled with his cold eyes, it seemed becoming Minister of War had not made Sherman very happy.

The Saint's aura descended upon the world, causing all living beings to tremble in fear and reverence, and making the gods dare not be the slightest bit careless. Wang Ming had already obtained the Saint's Dao Fruit and the authority of Saintly Laws; from now on, he was a Honghuang Saint.

"Boss! Before you leave, I'll give you a treasure!" Wang Yu spoke softly and gently, acting very mysterious.

The Kunlun disciple had no choice but to clasp his hands and say, "Senior Brother Qin, we must leave first." As the loser, he bowed to Yang Youhe before departing.

Elder Si turned back and waved to everyone: "Everyone, disperse." Then he led Yang Youhe and the green-robed youth to the courtyard of the Sect Master's residence.

"Then why did you come here to eat in the first place? On my way here, I saw a decent restaurant a bit further ahead," Wen Ruanruan asked, puzzled.

What she had to do now was bring the company back to life. Only when the company rose could she truly resist.

Although she was dazed by the high fever at this moment, when danger came, she could still get up and wanted to protect herself.

"You lived doing nothing but evil, and even in death you still take lives. How can you be so useless! Your mother and father were driven to death by your anger. You were already dead from drug abuse, yet you still do evil. Beast!" Grandfather pointed at the ghost and cursed loudly, looking at the marks on his mother's neck.

Gu Xingjue and Tangtang exchanged a glance. At this time, the nurse would not come, nor would family members. Doubt arose in their hearts.

Tangtang sat in her seat, seeing all of Liu Hanyan's facial expressions. When she saw that suppressed look on her face, she almost couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

It turned out to have a similar effect to the Water-Avoiding Pearl; both avoided water, but this one also carried a massive Spirit-Locking function.

An hour passed. They looted Master Qi's private flying boat from above, filling their storage spaces with various treasures and rare materials. Except for A Qing, whose internal storage space was inexplicably large, A Huang and A Jin both shook their heads in regret. Their pockets weren't big enough.

Recently, Wei Taiqiang's right eyelid kept twitching. Every time it twitched, Wei Taiqiang felt fear. Because whenever Wei Taiqiang's right eyelid twitched, he would immediately lose money, so Wei Taiqiang felt very unhappy.

Of course, this did not mean Sheng Qingqing did not care about Kong Gaoming. It was just that, by comparison, Kong Gaoming was indeed not as important as her own younger sister.

Before entering the door, Wan Ling'er looked back at Sun Ze. She placed her hand by her ear, signaling him to contact her by phone.

"What's going on?" Sun Ze was startled by this series of changes. Just as he was about to examine closely, he suddenly saw a silver vortex rushing toward him, and immediately he felt darkness before his eyes.

After Lei Xiaotian finished treating Guo Peiqing's injuries, A Xia returned with a basin of water to give to Guo Peiqing. Seeing that Guo Peiqing was fine, she also relaxed. Seeing this pair of chivalrous couple being so kind to her, Guo Peiqing smiled gratefully.

The so-called place where the Water and Fire Twin Stars intersect is where they coexist in this form between the two stars. According to A Huang's observation, the intersection of the twin stars might continue to expand, and it is possible that eventually the two stars could completely merge into one.

At noon, Xu Houlang brought good news again. The court judgment had come down: Shao Chengjing was sentenced to five years in prison.

Without a second thought, Sun Ze put the shoulder guards on his shoulders, shook them to feel satisfied, and then continued to look at the next piece of equipment.

The Ghost Servant seemed to think the temptation was still insufficient, and continued, "More importantly, at that time you will be exactly the same as other cultivators, plus you will have the body of a King Artifact. Isn't that a tremendous benefit?"

"That person is somewhat special, though I can't say exactly where the specialness lies. It's purely an intuition," the tall, thin man said seriously.

But he suddenly remembered You Yuan True Person of the You Yuan Immortal Mansion. You Yuan True Person's cultivation was undoubtedly powerful, and his talent was certainly far superior to his own. But even such a genius could not gain the recognition of the Sealing Demon Stele. On what basis could he expect recognition? What was there about himself worth recognizing?

They saw color turning to glass-like purity, with golden flowing light that was crystal clear, and dark golden demonic flames that were incredibly luxurious, flickering and vanishing. They shattered and scattered across the sky, like countless stars, colorful as rain, falling gracefully. It possessed a certain beauty of falling petals and fleeting splendor, like a poem or a painting, breathtakingly beautiful.