Chapter 626: The Wind Rises

His waist was laden with thirty thousand guan, and he rode a crane to Yangzhou.

Since ancient times, Yangzhou has been a fine place, a destination long yearned for by scholars and poets.

Cen Can had neither thirty thousand guan, nor a crane, nor the step of disowning his six relatives. Yet when he arrived at Yangzhou's "Tangzi City", he was warmly received by a crowd that included King Sheng Li Qi.

After a mutual‑flattery welcome feast in the main hall of the royal mansion, Cen Can was led by Li Qi to the mansion's study.

Accompanying them was also Wang.

Tang Huang looked at the bullet hole at the center of the bird‑shaped mark on his forehead, let out a slight sigh, and asked the security officer before him.

It should be noted that, on Earth now, alien beings are already appearing, a sign of the season when mountain rain is about to fall.

If this were on Earth, Gelin would probably rush to embrace high‑voltage electricity and taste the thrill of powerful electrotherapy! Unfortunately this isn't Earth, there's no high‑voltage current for Gelin to hug, so the two Thunder Horned Rabbits appear especially precious in Gelin's eyes.

"Yes, in Fuzhou the West Street is usually where the poor live; this is East Street, considered the area of the wealthy. The locals here usually call people who come from West Street beggars," Bai Xi said nonchalantly.

The Great Demon King was startled, then enlightened, realizing that this might be the very intention of those "people" who leap out of the universe to harvest Supreme Spirits each era.

Wu Guang shrouded the Dragon‑Cutter Flash, Su Xiao entered the bedroom, placed the Dragon‑Cutter Flash on the sword rack, and sat cross‑legged on the carpet to meditate; Bu Bu Wang slept lazily nearby, A Mu opened and tended to his beloved antique clock, and Ba Ha was online on the World Communication Platform, sparring with several free‑spirited heroes inside.

Ignoring the youth's startled gaze, Ke Lin hummed, lifted the coffin, and flew out of the Odin Empire's palace.

The empire was in autumn; early‑autumn weather lacked any stifling heat, and an occasional cool breeze invigorated everyone.

Having lived in this environment for years, lacking opposition, Da Zhi never developed good defensive habits; when he reached the NBA and the competition intensity suddenly surged, it would be surprising if he could adapt.

Gelin relied on terrifying power, forced his way out of the cave's comfort, and shattered the entire cave wall.

Humans are, after all, just organisms; the primary purpose of any organism is survival, and before survival, gentlemanly manners are nonsense.

The "A Mu" that had leapt into mid‑air suddenly reversed, turning into a black mist that surged outward.

This path of cultivation differs from the one ordinary people speak of; there is a fundamental gap between them. Ordinary people cultivate by using their innate talent together with a good technique, refining heavenly and earthly spiritual energy for themselves.

Yun Zijing was momentarily stunned, and a smile that rose from deep within blossomed on her charming face.

But Yang Hao used the rebound of that palm to fling himself backward, gave Zhou Ping a strange grin, then a jade flute materialized in his hand; his mental power gradually activated it, and a soul‑capturing melody spread through the tranquil night, followed by countless strands of green bamboo leaves formed by mental power swirling around Yang Hao.

In an instant, a variegated white tiger with star‑like eyes, snow‑white body, and sword‑toothed claws appeared before Ye Feng and the Nanji Palace.

Shadows of people, and even many sects, began to relocate, leaving only some disciples in Bashu to avoid the reach of the Immortal King's might; during this time, Yunxiao Divine Sect also barred its disciples from leaving.

Many houses in this village were built of red bricks, yet the courtyards were all enclosed by fences; Li Yanyang had never seen such fences in Northeast countryside, recalling them only from old TV dramas, and was surprised by how natural they seemed here.

"You need not explain," Water Yao Fairy's jade‑like face rippled with a faint smile, very pleased with his body's honesty.

"It seems you still can't wear it…" Jin Pan said calmly as if nothing had happened.

He forced a wry smile; such a simple principle, Wei Yingqi could not possibly not understand. It's just that many things have happened at home lately, and he truly doesn't want to cause more trouble, but alas, looking at