Chapter 178

"It's definitely an illusion! The match lasted about an hour, and by the end his true energy was nearly depleted—he was clearly struggling!"

A spectator made this comment.

However, thirty minutes later…

【Ding! Congratulations to Lin Mo of Qingshan Sect on his 118th consecutive victory…】

【Ding! Liangyu Ranking updated: Lin Mo's rank improved: 598 → 592】

…

The spectators: "…"

After a long pause,

The one who called himself "I" was of course Li Chengqian, the so-called top man of Luoyangcheng, even above all others in Chang'an—yet now he was red-faced and shouting at several cooks, the lead one trembling like a leaf, drenched in sweat.

"Big brother, let's take the expressway instead—this underground route is too bumpy," Xi Zi said to his elder brother; they'd taken this route twice before, always belowground, and it wasn't just the endless traffic lights—it was a nightmare ride that made Xi Zi question life itself each time.

After all, Xu Wei's network of connections stretched from village to county, county to city, city to province, and even up to the imperial capital.

"Hmm, I see. But when did this Bloodthirsty Killer appear?" Lu Yiping had just been startled, and now hearing someone was hunting down Shadowers, he immediately thought of the Great Heavenly Calamity and pressed urgently.

This matter puzzled him more than finding the corpse—never mind his reasons, from last night until this afternoon, everyone in the Weird House had been under police surveillance; aside from Xi Xi, none of the others could have left surveillance range for any length of time.

"Whir!" A grating sound rang out; Lu Yiping instantly waved his hand, unfolding a vacuum field to shield himself, Pang Zhong, and the unconscious Wolf on the ground.

Upon hearing this, even Fang Xuanling and the others couldn't help but nod slightly; the ministers of early Tang had fought side by side with Li Er, who never held himself above them, so these elders usually drank and dined casually—today, with Li Chengqian hosting, they'd already restrained themselves considerably.

Jiang Naner looked at Dong Dazhi; the best solution was for Dong Dazhi himself to find a patient and demonstrate his skill—after all, his reputation as a divine physician was earned through real ability, and he was fully capable of astonishing everyone with a magician's flair.

Ximen couldn't help but shiver inwardly—he hadn't expected Hua Zi to have such an ethereal name: Hua Man, Hua Man—it was truly beautiful.

Just now, Liu Hang had seen Yun Yeyao first, so he'd passed by Lian Fan's door without knocking; this time he deliberately stopped at the door, wearing a serious expression, and tapped lightly three times. No response—Lian Fan was either still asleep or had already left, so Liu Hang continued on his way.

Hearing the clan chief say this, Qin E immediately understood: "So it's about the Medical Spirit again!" she thought to herself.

I suppose so, but we skeletons are too weak to make any waves—we can only wait here for the Minghuang to come and take us back." As he spoke, the skeleton's face lit up with hope.

Tian Yi's dry throat finally moistened; he patted Qingying's hand and gestured with his fingers for Wushuang to sit beside him.

Even Qin Ninghe, who had seen much, couldn't help laughing—her younger brother was truly a clumsy sword immortal.

Gazing at Mo Ninghong's clear, icy eyes and his resolute, iron-like aura, Cheng Xian, Ban Hanying, Sui Feng—no matter how hard you looked, you couldn't find a flaw.

Hearing Li Lin's words, Ye Chen also felt it made sense—he'd been away from home for over a year, vanished suddenly; surely his parents were searching the world for him now.

Though the arm cannot fight the thigh, all other sects in the cultivation world had banded together to ostracize Yunlan Sect, leaving Yunlan Sect's position in the cultivation world strangely precarious.