Chapter 532: Upgrade, All Upgrade

"Do you all feel anything different?" Xiao Yu's voice echoed directly in the minds of the river demons without her speaking.

Their spiritual wills had merged into a single "collective consciousness," which now served as Xiao Yu's "external brain."

At this moment, everyone within the formation shared one unified thought and will.

"Grandma, I feel you're even stronger than my adoptive father."

"I feel the demonic power of the 'Barefish Formation' has clearly grown stronger."

Wuliao Yu wandered in circles for a while after leaving the room before finally locating Fei Nan Sha's residence.

Gao Huan didn't even glance at the completely destroyed God-Mech; he merely loosened the molecular energy threads clenched in his hand, letting the mech fall. Meanwhile, propelled by the immense energy, he slowly rose into the air.

"Sang Jue, you're a good child—you shouldn't have been entangled with the Heavenly Demon Clan. Watch over him closely; don't let other members of the Heavenly Demon Clan take him away." Wu Gu Ji spoke these words with deep meaning, then raised her hand in farewell.

For no reason, he suddenly remembered running under the sunset in his youth, and his first love in the verdant campus.

"My Heavenly Fire should be able to cure it—I'll try." Sang Jue insisted on removing the package.

"You mean this? No, it's not like that—my agent Qing Xue and staff member Zhu Yue both have driver's licenses here; they can drive just fine."

So… his unbearable grief after losing his child had been an act of sacrifice for her and Shen Chizheng.

At this moment, dusk arrived; the sun set in the west, casting soft twilight over the land, creating a pleasant atmosphere at the Chen family's open-air restaurant.

Ji Xin thought for a moment and nodded: "That reason is fairly ordinary. Besides, your injury is real—you can say that. Anyway, no matter what decision you make, I support you."

"Qiao Qiao, I don't understand—why do you keep rejecting me? Am I not good enough?" Chi Yan planned to clear everything up today.

And what about "soul possession"? Such terms belong only in TV dramas—how could they come from the mouth of a proper Public Security Bureau chief?

Jingjiu had never suffered external attacks in nine hundred years, yet when the assault finally came, everyone was utterly bewildered, clueless how to respond.

He Ruzhi asked curiously: "With your skills, stealing from ordinary people would be effortless—how could you possibly get caught?"

The brothers saw Hua Ge's shoulder wound and noticed not a trace of pain on Yang Hua's face. Though they had words to say, not a single one escaped their lips.

He Lao Da saw that his move not only failed to slow Duanmu Lao Tou's speed, but actually widened the distance between them—he grew frantic.

The box contained many finely crafted men's garments with superb handwork, but most were long robes or deep robes that dragged on the ground when worn by her; the few shorter tops were all made of plain hemp cloth. To move freely, Bai Fuling had no choice but to choose the latter.

At the very end stood a 1998 model old Xiaoli! Its exterior had been sprayed with an eye-catching bright yellow—except for the front headlights, the entire car was yellow, dazzling to behold.

The moment he spoke, chaos erupted: everyone inside and outside the Qinzhen Hall trembled, their expressions shifting. Tang Lan's face turned ashen; Tang Jing suddenly opened his eyes; Bo Shan's breathing and heartbeat quickened violently, his eyes bulging terrifyingly.

From the moment Ye Feng began his report until its end, the middle-aged man beside him kept changing expression—pale, terrified, anxious, sorrowful—emotions flickering across his face, clearly stunned and pained by what he witnessed.

The speed and strength of a Wuji Realm master were beyond the comprehension of low-level ninjas; the unmatched fusion of speed and power easily severed their life force.

He now had nothing; under the open night sky, he leaned against a giant tree, waiting for dawn—and Huan Ting's return.

A single horse was worth only ten taels of silver; with the cart, it could fetch sixty taels—a stroke of luck. The driver, who had been frowning, immediately grinned obsequiously upon hearing Yan Yue's words, tucked the banknotes safely into his clothes, and hurried off.

Lü Ziqi had always remembered—he wanted to visit, but his mother-in-law was there, so he couldn't leave, and he'd never managed to go. He decided he'd visit tomorrow.

Buke Monk was greatly startled: "This young man is so young, yet possesses such power!" He immediately threw the white stone in his hand; the two stones collided with a sharp crack and exploded in midair.

The middle-aged man shouted loudly: "Sister, don't waste words with him—everyone, attack together!" No sooner had he spoken than over a dozen men surged forward toward the three.

Back in the room, Tian Tian dumped all the money from her bag onto the table, staring at the pile of ten-yuan, five-yuan, one-yuan, and fifty-fen coins, a quiet sense of accomplishment rising within her.

By now, Hong Tong was beside her, yet the one whose warm embrace she longed for had left her.

As the Song army was landing for a bloody battle in northern Su, another Song force arrived in the northwest of Anhui.

"Thank Your Majesty for this great grace." Guang Han bowed to thank him, but found the tray in his hands awkward—he couldn't put it down, nor could he hold it.

Watching the server's retreating figure, Tian Tian grew frantic, her mouth half-open, words unspoken.

"Wait—I'll undo it." Shi Qing had tried standing up, but the buttons were numerous and the threads tangled; he couldn't quickly free himself, so he picked her up and sat with her, then retreated into the private room, carefully working it out bit by bit.

"The Lisu people are the same—like the Warrior Gathering, anyone with this spirit and aspiration joins. Your attitude insults the competition! Hmph! Superficial!" Lan Yin pulled Zhou Zhou forward, ignoring Wei Xiao.

Originally, Ye Fei had not planned to involve Feng Hu's gang in this matter—he knew it was the security company's responsibility and shouldn't rely on others for every issue. He was about to assign someone within the company to handle it when he received Feng Hu's call.