Chapter 447: You Draw First

“Master is leaving?” Ji Wu Feng’s face changed slightly at these words.

He still wanted to follow Xia Daoming and make a grand show, emptying out this Suopo Xu—how could he leave now?

“This place is unsuitable for Core Formation or breaking the Core to form a Nascent Soul. Myself and several Qingyuan Sect disciples must prepare for Core Formation or Nascent Soul emergence, so we must temporarily depart for a time.

Fortunately, with our current pace of extraction, we’re bound to raise suspicion and draw the attention of the Chixiao Sect—better to leave first.

When Ye Feng spoke these words, the glasses-wearing man and Brother Bao froze as if struck by lightning.

Color TVs in the department store cost at least eight hundred; with a mechanical ticket, you could buy one for about six hundred at the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, but none were this large.

Ye Feng kept holding onto his hand, which annoyed Chu Yunfei—he assumed Ye Feng had some peculiar preference.

Shen Mu Huan’s only humble act in life was loving Gu Wangchen; apart from that, she was supremely proud.

Chen Feng remained dazed for a long while; by the time he finally calmed down, more than half an hour had passed.

As the leader finished speaking, the others swiftly sat cross-legged on the ground, frantically forming hand seals and chanting complex incantations nonstop.

Yet she had enraged him so fiercely, yet there was not a trace of killing intent on him—instead, he was indulgent toward her. Judging by this, she could treat him as no enemy.

Bai Yu Jia was also caught off guard; she had always regarded Jin Yan as an elder brother, never imagining he harbored such deep obsession.

People are far more sensitive to their own names than to any other word—even a misheard sound often causes them to instinctively glance toward the source.

The office was extremely luxurious, featuring a round table seating twenty and equipped with audio systems and various entertainment facilities.

“Never. Wherever I go, whether life or death, Yan’er is willing to follow my wife.” Cold Yan’s words came straight from his heart—he truly loved her, even willing to die for her.

Her legs were pierced by sharp, jagged shards; Yue let out a cry of pain, sweat drenched her temples, her lips pale as snow.

When the crowd saw such a beautiful girl coming to seek Wang Tong, their impression of Wang Tong deepened further.

“Absurd! Absurd!” Nan Gong Baye shook with rage; the clan elders whispered among themselves, accusing Nan Gong Bai Xuan of corrupting the sect’s morals.

“You must survive!” Lu Chen Xing gave Jiang Dong Yu a long, deep look, then swiftly departed with Chu Qing Liu and Lu Han Yan out of Jiang Dong Yu’s sight.

Wan Yun Hai sat cross-legged behind the table, eyes half-closed, truly exuding an aura of celestial grace.

What Mu Qiu didn’t know was that this one act of indulgence planted a seed within Cold Yan’s body; their next meeting would come when Cold Yan was heavily pregnant and nearing childbirth.

“I never expected he’d travel thousands of miles just to find you… hah.” A chill glinted beneath the gold-rimmed glasses.

Yang Hao deliberately used the massive recoil to retreat hundreds of zhang, then vanished into the sky as a blur. The beasts in the hall stared in shock; though they saw Yang Hao retreating in disarray, when they noticed the blood dripping from the Rhino King’s hooves, their composure shattered completely.

Otherwise, his ability to blast open this mountain range revealed the ferocity of the force he now bore—his seven mysterious dantian pills, nourished by mysterious energy, glowed like stars, each emitting different radiance, yet now they no longer attacked one another.

Sensing the attack, the black bear tensed its entire body, realized its wounds, roared, and before even turning around, swung its paw—Jin Ye had no doubt that if struck by that paw, he’d either die or be crippled.

Hellish Golden Crows burned, celestial dragons roared, divine elephants ran, Kui Cows summoned heavenly lightning, star maps gathered cosmic power, Taotie birthed black holes, countless Arhats and Bodhisattvas chanted sutras, and countless demons wailed in anguish.

Wang Cai twitched his face—he guarded Jin Ye, and now that the proprietor had awakened, he expected at least some elixir or magic treasure as reward, yet got not even a word of praise, and left reluctantly.

Xia Ping felt the heavens and earth held no mysteries left—his aura merged with the void, his movements flowed like water, he had entered the state of Heaven-Man Unity, his techniques became naturally perfect, his power continuously rising.

Huang Wei shouted at the top of his voice across the vast office area, then rushed into an office and began scribbling furiously on the conference room whiteboard.

The director demanded real, uncut long takes for every fight scene—actors had to strike each other for real; blades are blind, one slip and you’re injured. Just now, if not for Cao Ping, his head would’ve been split open—today, he must use this chance to correct his recklessness.

The third: brain-development drugs, fully enhancing the brain—language ability, neural signal processing—all members evolve, with no upper limit to brain development.

Within months, one shocking revelation after another—not clickbait shock, but genuine, staggering news—spread like a virus.

Jin Ye met Doctor Octopus in a café; when arranging the meeting, Jin Ye had used Tony’s reputation to secure the appointment.

“If you insist on interpreting it that way, I can’t stop you. How about we fight tonight instead?” Feng Tian Xiang said, exasperated.

Why would the Chao Feng royal family come here toward Hengnan? Judging by the golden canopy and dangling tassels of the carriage, the occupant couldn’t be Prince Xian—then who from the Chao Feng royal family could it be?

The young man didn’t hesitate; a cold smirk curled his lips as he fired several shots in rapid succession—“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”—four or five bullets instantly streaked toward Ma Kun.

When the crowd saw Yun Shan agree, their hearts sank—they were finished; Hengnan would become a laughingstock.

“Zhen Yang hasn’t been punished yet, but once we return to the island nation, it’s uncertain.” Hua Yin said.