Chapter 193: 192 Zhao Wenjun

“Assistant Fang, hello, I’m Zhao Wenjun.” A standard local accent came through the receiver.

Fang Qingye smiled: “Director Zhao, I’m no longer your assistant—I’ve resigned.”

“Heh, I just found out.” Zhao Wenjun said over the phone:

“I’m on vacation in Huinan these days. Let me take you to dinner tonight—we can meet and talk… Don’t worry, I’m not here to mock you. I just think you’re a decent person.”

Hei Feng scrambled to his feet, cursing: “Beast is beast!” He raised his spiked club and lunged at Mao Di.

With each step, Leiyan had successfully entered the city lord’s mansion and moved toward the city lord’s location based on his senses, until he reached that special door—the door that faintly evoked a feeling Leiyan had never felt in all his years of memory.

This process might consume all the qi within Sun Wukong’s white blood palace, so now he had swallowed the pill to prevent sudden, uncontrollable changes in his body from excessive qi depletion.

Li Nezha hesitated. His father had taught him to uphold both loyalty and righteousness; if he forcibly blocked Yang Jian, he would be unrighteous and plunge the Heavenly Court into danger again. But if he let Yang Jian pass, he would be disloyal to the Heavenly Emperor—especially with countless immortals and gods watching below.

Everyone had cleared the second and third stages; Ke Lan and Jiang Xiying were already preparing to enter the final hall. One student had gone mad from the questions in the second stage and was forced to quit. If anyone else entered Yu Xuan’s track in the second stage, they wouldn’t go mad—they’d just explode with rage.

Wang Tiezhu froze, reached out, and grabbed the staff—but it remained utterly unresponsive. Wang Tiezhu panicked, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

She hadn’t expected these people would dare commit such vile acts against the Alliance Master’s savior—they were audacious beyond measure. In the past, they had indeed studied these issues, but had never dared act on them.

Not just Aurora Music, QQ Music, KuYin Box, Youjia Music—all music apps and platforms currently on the market faced the same awkward predicament.

During the busy harvest season, you’re racing against heaven itself—there’s no time to rest. Farmers only truly idle during winter; all other seasons are busy.

“I understand, Uncle Bai. These past years by my grandfather’s side haven’t been easy. I know what you’ve said.” Qinghe replied, intending to ask about his recent situation, but decided against speaking.

A powerful shockwave radiated outward. The entire abandoned treasure courtyard trembled violently; the several border soldiers attacking Mo Yan were blasted clear away.

“Has he escaped? Hmph! He can run from the first, but not from the fifteenth!” That azure figure was Mo Yan’s Susano-o—the Eight-Tails had unleashed all its chakra, its power immense enough to completely destroy even Mo Yan’s so-called absolute defense, Susano-o.

“My first challenge was the Quartz Conference—I’ve already collected seven badges!” Huiye smiled faintly. Badges meant nothing to him now; if he wished, he could easily obtain ninety percent of all badges worldwide—it was merely a question of whether he cared to challenge them.

Omniscient and Omnipotent!! The left eye’s Divine Prediction had already foreseen the moment he would be frozen in time by “Battle Queen” Timaria Yesta.

“Is he dead?!” Huiye frowned slightly. He believed Apollo couldn’t escape such an attack—at least, he himself couldn’t withstand such an explosion. Unless Apollo’s body had become as strong as a powerful Pokémon! Was that even possible!?