Chapter 132: The Vanished Starfall Peak

Zhuang Weiwan's eyes shimmered with anticipation as she asked:

"What's the result? Is the Elixir Courtyard still your top choice?!"

Regarding Lin Mo's aptitude, perhaps other disciples of Qingshan Sect didn't know, but as the new recruit leader who had spent time with Lin Mo, she knew a little.

Lin Mo glanced at the map; the position of Lingdan Peak was clearly shown, glowing with the same orange light.

This meant the Elixir

Yue Tanxi countered: "Isn't this grudge big enough?" Long Mengmeng suddenly felt Yue Tanxi was incredibly commanding—like she'd returned to the early days of their romance.

Xin Ji also saw things more clearly through this, feeling no regret; by now, he had long been at peace with it all.

"I came to you precisely because I don't know what to do. The Seventeenth Bureau's elders have clearly refused to assign us any personnel—they have other missions."

Long after, Shen Xian in the dream came back to life, unaware of what had happened. He met his master, retrieved his newlywed wife's corpse, held her body until it rotted away.

Only when Xin Ji himself spoke of these things did they remember—able to discuss it normally, yet never realizing they'd forgotten something ordinary.

After Zhang Xiu betrayed Guo Si and entered Zuofengyi, to establish himself he had to rely on Li Jue, the strongest power among the Three Auxiliaries; yet whether in court or within Li Jue's army, Zhang Xiu stood utterly alone.

The Heavenly Zun laughed and said it was the Supreme Elder's Wheel of Reincarnation Elixir—even Immortals would get drunk for two or three days; the Lion Servant would sleep over ten days—this must be it.

I nodded, signaling I'd take him along; after arranging everything, Li Xuanfeng, who had reached the end, grabbed the man's hand.

To be honest, Zhou Tianxin wasn't satisfied with this answer—Lin Xi's implication was that he didn't want to be responsible for Strick's safety; Lin Xi mainly feared that if Strick were discovered by beings like the Superpower God to be Zhou Tianxin's familiar, even saving him would expose their identity.

Just as I prepared to chase after Purshichi and the others, intense gunfire erupted from the bridge direction—by the sound, this was a real attack, not mere harassment.

At this desperate moment, the Immortal of Jiannan arrived, beaming. He asked the White Robe Lord why he looked so gloomy.

She no longer cared about the details—she'd save the emergency first; besides, in a week she could grow more herself.

People say a scholar knows the world without leaving his door—could it be the young master learned cooking in his sleep?

After receiving the medal, Old Ma wore it pinned to his chest every day he went out. The people of Fan Family Village, seeing Old Ma's medal, no longer discriminated against his single left arm—they respected him even more: if even a general honored wounded veterans with medals, who would dare disrespect one?

But Ren Hui, who knew Wei Hongyu's character intimately, was certain: if he withheld information from Wei Hongyu, Wei would hate him—and afterward, Wei would absolutely target Lin Ze, making it certain Lin Ze would turn against them.

After all, the insect race possessed a terrifying advantage: zero logistical pressure. They could sustain prolonged warfare across multiple fronts without the crippling fiscal deficits seen in human wars.

"Ah, a few days ago a relative came to seek refuge with us—his whole family was destroyed by the Wa people…" Xu Shen, unsuspecting, followed Hua Jin's topic.

The Demon Lord and others watched Mo Xie's excitement, shaking their heads. "Young master, didn't you sense anything strange about receiving this order?"

"Don't disturb him, Mina." Aivylya stroked Mina's pale golden hair and smiled, raising a finger.