Chapter 111

“I need to go home and cook—I’m not talking anymore!” The fat woman struggled to push her way out, but Fang Qingye refused to let go, gripping her arm tightly.

“Did you call the police? Dahai!”

“Already called!”

Within minutes, the wail of a police siren sounded outside; two officers rushed into the supermarket and shouted, “What’s going on? Everyone, make way, make way!”

“Who called the police?”

“I did! My friend and I suspect this woman is selling counterfeit bills!”

In the distance, Su Junyan faintly felt his heart resonating with the metal block.

After a moment of hesitation, they finally decided to put Ling Jincheng in the trunk—otherwise, they’d have to call another car.

“Are you really that stupid?” Yi Lilian sighed in frustration, jabbing her finger hard against her head.

Those who emerged from seclusion were either elated or dejected, for not everyone succeeded in smelting on the first try. Most here were new disciples, come to observe, hoping the successful senior brothers and sisters would offer a few words of advice so they could avoid unnecessary mistakes when it was their turn.

A flicker of fire burned in his eyes—not bright, but unmistakably hot.

Though everyone present had decent cultivation, the Evil Pearl hurt like hell when it struck, and no one wanted to take a free hit; no one dared destroy it outright, so they all followed Yuan Sanye’s example and redirected the Pearl elsewhere.

Moreover, those blisters weren’t all fresh—some had already scabbed over, clearly from the journey from Jingcheng to Nanzhong. Mu Ze wasn’t sensitive to pain; even during his worst battlefield injury, when an arrow pierced his chest, it hadn’t hurt as much as this.

Someone struck Zhang Jiao with a palm strike to the shoulder—he collapsed instantly, and the man immediately dragged him away.

The soldiers immediately dragged Wang Lang away. Soon after, the thunderous rumble of troop movements echoed through Dongyang County, a clear testament to Liao Xi’s army’s formidable strength.

Seeing her ask, Ning Tao paused, then turned to Shuang Laoda—she, as a local, would surely have the most to say.

As soon as Naruto spoke, everyone stared at him in shock—even Sasuke turned to look. But as they pondered his words, they grew more convinced of their truth. They never expected Naruto to say something so insightful.

Moments later, Yang Bo suddenly heard a soft “plop.” He froze, looked up, and saw the old man’s face flushed crimson.

The two guards clearly hadn’t anticipated Murong Cuihua’s sudden attack; they reeled back violently, yanking out their phones as their Qi surged violently into the air.

But the other side had seven grenades, casually tossed into the corner of the bag like a few hot eggs—utterly unconcerned.

It was Li Yu, an inner disciple of the Star Yuan Tiger Gate, who first trapped Elder Che using the Star Emperor’s Binding and Annihilation Array, then Wu Qiang used the array’s power to kill Elder Che, the disciple said.

“W-what happened? What was that? Who just spoke?” Several people cried out in panic.

“Because we need to give them enough time to clean up—I don’t want to arrive in Nanyue and still see chaos everywhere,” Yang Bo said.

Ning Tao drank a jar of Chixin Wine—the finest, strongest liquor—white vapor rose from his head, his heart pounded hard, and a surge of power flooded his entire body.

Unfortunately, after we escaped, we didn’t see you—we were relocated to the nearby mountains. I wanted to go back and check if you were still trapped, but you know, conditions at the time made it impossible. All three of us were injured and could only hide here temporarily.