Chapter 273: Variables! The Battle of New and Old! (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Zhu Zishun actively challenged Lin Mo!

This instantly startled the contestants present.

If there's one seed contestant most likely to win the championship this year, it's definitely Zhu Zishun, former top-ranked overall.

The former overall number one has challenged the current overall number one.

Hss~ This might actually be interesting…

All eyes turned toward Lin Mo and Zhu Zishun, their expressions growing serious.

Especially toward Lin Mo—everyone wanted to see how he would react.

After more than ten minutes, the group stumbled and staggered, struggling hard before barely reaching the opposite shore.

"Some people live merely to live better; others live for a death long foretold," Mu Yueqinghua said calmly.

Seeing the other finally understood his meaning, Bai Lu nodded excitedly. Yu Xi watched Bai Lu's expression and suddenly felt Bai Lu was more human than himself—but instantly, Yu Xi felt deeply conflicted: should he go with him or not?

Even if it were God's affair, he wouldn't clear a single space in his busy mind to remember it.

"I choose Jiangnan University," Qin Mo said with a smile. He never intended to enroll in Southeast Martial Academy—it was Hong Meng who misunderstood.

Mu Ziqin's relationship with the Mu Tian Clan was delicate, and her bond with Mu Qingmo was even colder; Mu Qingmo had no intention of revealing the full details of this journey to the Northern Poison Sect, so whatever she said became the truth.

"When did you lose contact with me?" Mu Qingjue poured fresh tea for both of them and asked.

Bai's true face was horrifying—he had no nose. That's right, no nose. He resembled Voldemort from Harry Potter, but Bai's face was even more deformed and twisted, especially his eyes.

Cui Jianjun felt nothing about Yu Xi's question; both had guessed Yu Xi would ask about Mu Qingling first! Mu Qingling blushed again, her sharp eyes darting occasionally toward Yu Xi, wondering if he'd been sneaking glances at her.

"Why kill her? Isn't the most fun game torturing her until she kills herself?" Su Lili said coldly, her eyes devoid of warmth.

Today, the lord of Trenya City issued a citywide conscription order, requiring all able-bodied citizens to join the city's defense.

Feeling the power of the formation, Hao Tian and the others now fully realized how dangerous the ten-thousand-year demon tree spirit was; anxiety was plainly visible in their eyes.

"N-no!" The nameless monk's forehead dripped with large beads of sweat, as if he were burning hot—you'd think a bodhisattva wouldn't sweat from heat.

The thought of having a friend who could rival the Primordial Demon Ancestor stirred the figure in the pool—even though she was a true Ancestor Immortal and rarely moved by anything, her heart still rippled with waves, for she knew exactly what this meant.

Or perhaps this was all a ruse, meant to mislead, while another coffin still lay hidden within the ancient castle?

"This," Zhang Zheng suddenly walked over and pointed to the dead Sound Child on the ground as we remained at a loss.

Old Tom told his wife to prepare food, then sat with Gao Xi in the office, feeling much better—but still needing nourishment. The poison had been purged, but his weakened body required proper nutrition to recover.

Huan originally intended to tell Meng Xiang about his treacherous intentions, but she ultimately didn't—beyond the fact that they were in an extremely critical period and every ounce of strength was precious, and beyond the fear that Meng Xiang would ruin everything upon learning the truth, there was another crucial reason.