Chapter 271: Breeding

Three days later.

Master Qian led several disciples across the Rainbow Bridge, heading toward the herb garden.

"Have you read the books Master Zheng gave you?"

Master Qian seemed to remember something and asked the disciples.

The disciples exchanged glances, all looking slightly guilty.

"We've read them!"

"What insights have you gained?"

Master Qian continued asking.

"..."

The disciples looked at each other.

"Already completed?... When?" Han Dao froze. The remaining beasts in Tianhe numbered at least several million, yet the other had never left the main base for even a second—and now claimed the mission was done. How could he believe it?

The two Books of Merit were cast into the Four-Sided Divine Cauldron; the Da Li Book fused them, and instantly boundless merit and fortune surged forth, rushing straight toward Da Li Immortal City.

At that moment, the Da Li spaceship halted its advance; the Tie Niu Legion and Tianhe Legion formed battle arrays, and the Five Enforcement Teams also lined up, all gathered atop the vessel.

The Evil Lord of the Heavenly Passage, unwilling to accept defeat, slipped out of the Silent Valley while Ge Minshan wasn't looking, and never returned.

Over the phone, the western defense reported that the Punishment Force was mobilizing heavy troops, all deployed along the frontline, bristling with intent; every cannon muzzle aimed at the God of War Base, tanks rumbled, and fighter jets had already crossed the frontline defenses—war was imminent.

Zhang Kexian had expended tremendous energy; though the pills were effective, they could not instantly restore him to peak condition, and he would remain extremely weak for a time. The fact that Zhang Kexian spoke so much was not his style—he was clearly stalling, and Ning Hai would not let him succeed.

Immediately, a graceful figure stepped out from the tree hollow and flew upward toward the ancient tree's crown. Upon the tree's trunk, countless hollows were visible—each entrance sealed by some kind of prohibition, rendering the interior invisible and imperceptible to outsiders.

"Many voices can melt gold; accumulated slander can destroy a man! What if I told you the truth is otherwise?" Cao Dongli replied softly.

"Alright. Let's go to the main city to turn in the quest. What about you?" Jian Ren asked Ning Hai.

Yong Xiao drove and, together with Gao Ningning, did not go to the Four Seasons Holiday Hotel; tonight they gathered at the villa they'd bought before the Big Circle—a rare day of relaxation for the old guys, so tonight they'd follow the Chinese New Year tradition: eat, make dumplings, drink.

"No no, give me your phone—I'll voice-message curse him!" I picked up Yin Enfei's WeChat and began cursing Old Ai, while Yin Enfei sat beside me, feeding me tangerines.

The Suicide Squad was their Dark Clan's elite unit; though collectively they couldn't match the White Ape Clan's chieftain, if given the chance, they still had ways to kill him.

Or, dying alongside Feng Wuji here would finally settle the grudges between them.

In the instant I turned, I felt those around me—people I once knew, even once tried to protect—exhale in relief.

Coldness possessed the ultimate ice ability of the world; the Ice Dragon King even more so—upward cultivation could freeze even the soul.

"Kangzi, this is how it happened..." Sun Zhaoming recounted exactly what He Yanjun had told him.

"Then, may I call you Brother Cheng from the Cheng family?" Su Yanran, wearing a pink dress, stepped forward and tugged at Cheng Yu's sleeve, her voice bright and clear.

The outskirts held only ordinary evil spirits, weak in power, but the Ghost Vein grew denser with prohibitions and arrays the deeper one went.

After returning to Xuantian Sect, Ye Qingyun reported everything he had experienced at Huoyun Sect to Ye Xuantian.

Yang Yang was special—but he could not see the future of her, her husband, and their child; similarly, to Yang Yang, they too were special.