Chapter 87

From the hotel to the filming location, Qi Hao sat in his Rolls-Royce Phantom.

No one in the capital dares to drive this car.

Dares not drive it.

Also has no chance to drive it.

So it was sent to Shen City for Qi Hao’s daily commute.

Fortunately, the hotel is still a dozen minutes’ drive from the film city, so it’s not entirely useless.

“Has anyone asked me to shoot a music video lately?”

Qi Hao would never do it himself.

Shen Yunyou’s words made Duan Hengchou and Bai Moyan immediately exchange glances. Duan Hengchou slowly sat down, and together with Bai Moyan, stared fixedly at Shen Yunyou, unsure what she intended to say.

While Li Xinru was lost in thought, the ambulance arrived belatedly, which brought Li Xinru a sigh of relief.

Yet Shen Feng, at the Seventh Layer of the Mingxian Realm, suddenly captured Master Lan, who was at the Ninth Layer of the Mingxian Realm. Bai Yuchuan would not take this lightly.

After eating and drinking their fill, the group prepared to continue their journey. Before leaving, Lian’er appeared once more in the courtyard. But she did not run toward them; instead, she stayed far off to the side, gazing at Ye Zixuan with longing eyes, too afraid to speak a single word.

He could not die—repeated inner calls echoed in his heart. Lu Chen knew he must not close his eyes or fall silent at this moment.

The old man appeared to be in his sixties or seventies, dressed in a gray tracksuit, his face ruddy and his spirit vigorous. Though his hair was streaked with white, it was neatly combed back. He exuded scholarly grace, yet also radiated vibrant vitality.

The captain comes? He comes to defend against this monster? Then what am I for? No. 14 looked utterly baffled, but since the captain had spoken, he had no choice but to agree and naturally stepped aside.

“Most water routes are controlled by Chen Hai’s ships—they’re too risky. Since we’re here to investigate him, land travel is better.” The leader said softly.

It’s simple: among the Four Oxen of the Abyss, there are very clever ones. They will surely deduce our landing time and location. If we show up like this, we’ll definitely clash with them.

At this moment, an attendant stepped forward and summoned several green-robed disciples to distribute the special robes and tokens of the Divine Temple to everyone.

The Phoenix Dance Palm was originally a dual-cultivation martial art, designed for defense only during combat, with almost no openings. But after practicing for a while, Jiang Feng both realized that when used solo, the finger techniques embedded within the palm art allowed it to be both offensive and defensive. Occasionally, a single finger strike would emerge like a surprise ambush, leaving opponents helpless to defend.

The group was trapped deep within the formation; their spiritual energy was entirely suppressed. Even moving their necks was excruciatingly difficult. Bai Shu knew Qingzhu had not fully activated the formation—otherwise, the suppression would not be this mild.

“No problem. After all, we’re allies now. I trust you.” Di Yu smiled as if nothing had happened, not taking Ma Gu’s words to heart.

First, the blue laser’s power had diminished after piercing through multiple mechs; second, the Snake Team’s robot had moved laterally earlier, causing the laser to miss the cockpit and strike only the shoulder.

Just as Lin Feng felt utterly speechless, his phone rang. He looked—and it was Zha Feixue calling.

The golden cauldron, sealed with the fox spirit’s soul, had been shattered. In the Daoxuan Hall, on the floor lay Li Wu’s discarded coat. Upon the coat rested the broken fragments of the golden cauldron.

Good heavens—the commercial street, the electronics mall, the clothing wholesale market, major shopping complexes—all of it was here. Even the famous Feshang Clothing had opened a branch here. Feshang Clothing was one of the world’s most renowned fashion houses; their garments were priceless treasures, impossible to buy even if you had the money.

“What’s wrong? Did Di Yu get into trouble again?” Li Huan smiled naturally, as if she’d expected Wan Ling to come to her.