Chapter 656: To Advance or to Retreat, That Is the Question

In an instant, Li Tingwang felt an inexplicable pressure. Fang Chongyong tore away all pretense of warmth without the slightest warning, going straight to the heart of the matter.

"Are you here to discuss business, or are you here for sightseeing?"

Fang Chongyong was no longer playing dumb with him.

Seeing Li Tingwang still staring blankly, Fang Chongyong pulled out the letter written by An Shouzhong from his sleeve, raised it in his hand, and continued:

"General An's letter is filled with nothing but pleasantries."

The two stone lions at the entrance, each weighing three or four tons and standing two meters tall, gazing proudly into the distance, were enough to make outsiders not dare to breathe heavily; the dark-eaved grey tiles carried a heavy sense of history, and in the corners of the courtyard, ginkgo trees dozens of meters tall spread their branches overwhelmingly, winding outward beyond the walls, occasionally revealing their towering grandeur.

He was indeed far too wealthy now—on charity alone he had already invested over fifty billion US dollars, over four hundred billion RMB; his wealth truly rivaled nations.

As they spoke, they all turned and simultaneously fixed their gazes on the distant Imperial Heaven Peak, sizing it up.

An Ran was also exceptionally passionate; earlier in the shop she had already been stirred up like thunder and fire, and now she could not care about anything else.

Lin Han nodded; he knew of Black Dragon Stone—it was an extremely hard ore, and without the strength of a seventh-level Evolver, it was indeed very difficult to leave any mark on it.

However, Lin Han also discovered that the "Demon Vine Slash" consumed an enormous amount of yuan power; in his current condition, he could use it at most four or five times before his yuan power was exhausted.

After Xiao Shan finished speaking, Liao Yaoxiang looked at Du Yuming. Du Yuming nodded weakly, so Liao Yaoxiang told Xiao Shan about the defeat at the front. After hearing this, Xiao Shan put on a look of sudden realization, then let out a long sigh and looked at Du Yuming.

It was a war chariot that looked very ancient, full of a sense of age, exuding a thick air of vicissitudes; both the tires and the body were covered with mottled imprints of time and space and scars of the years, giving the impression that it had just traversed countless dimensions of time and space, as if it had just emerged from the long river of years.

"Sigh, never mind, let me take a look first." Ellie grabbed my wrist, and vibrant green magical power poured into my body as she began to examine my injuries.

"Money is not a problem, name your price!" Lin Han was not worried about this at all; he currently had ten billion yuan crystals on him, and for a mere nine-star weapon, no matter how expensive, he could afford it.

Wang Batian also leapt forward in a single bound to stand in front of Wangbaren, perfectly shielding the other two brothers.

Things having come to this, all fell naturally into place: Yu Baiyin was exhausted from days of walking and drained of strength; Fang Zisheng volunteered to dig at the base of the wall and startled Wu Tu; just as Wu Tu was about to scold them, a wooden vessel case emerged from the earth to everyone's shock. Yu Baiying rushed forward to snatch the sword case, examined it closely in hand, his pale handsome face flushed with anger; without a word, he sheathed the sword back in its case and departed in desolation.

That was a doctor, a doctor who healed the wounded and saved the dying—shouldn't he at least be green? Yet he was indeed red, and this was another reason for Wang Chen's poor attitude toward him.

"Huh?" Yaya was greatly startled. "Disciple, what happened? Could it be that I died earlier?" She simply could not believe it—she felt as though she had just been asleep.

"Let me go take a look first." As if unable to wait any longer, Yaya teleported instantly in the direction her sister had indicated.

"A forced melon is not sweet; matters of love cannot be handled this way, or they will not last. One must make them genuinely and sincerely like you." Tu Kafeng had her own views as well.

Moreover, based on his interactions with Ye Haochuan during this period, he also had a rough understanding of Ye Haochuan's cultivation; from the time Ye Haochuan began cultivating until now, it had been no more than two years at most.

"Don't... call me sister..." Shui Meijuan said indignantly; ever since the day she betrayed her back then, they were no longer sisters.

"The contestant who ultimately wins this competition will not only receive the honorary title of Martial God, but will also receive thirty million and a Demigod Revival Pill..." Zhu Baojian swept his gaze across the entire hall.