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Chapter 119: Found a Magical Treasure Spirit

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Chen Ye carefully examined the white shadow before him; on the surface, it differed little from a yin soul, its form gradually solidifying under the nourishment of the sweet dew.

It remained a mass of white, its original features indistinct.

Chen Ye asked, "What exactly are you?"

The white shadow hurriedly replied, "To answer my benefactor, I am the spirit of the Mirage Pearl. I was originally a mirage beast that lived for many years in the Return of Ruins. I was captured by the villains of the Mirage Tower Sect, my body used to refine a magical treasure, and my..."

The helicopter drew ever closer, and the sound of gunfire from it grew increasingly distinct. Sitong Hang and the others prepared for battle. The Sun King had not yet arrived; were these Americans and islanders going to test their skills on themselves first?

"But your actions hurt our feelings. Shouldn't you apologize?" the reporter pressed.

Ye Qing looked at the two of them, realized they felt the same, and found the strangeness of this place even more pronounced, daring not to act rashly.

"Park Cheon-su? I've already made the arrangements for you. If you're free now, you can come to the company." It seemed this girl hated Park Cheon-su to the extreme, having wasted not a single minute contacting Avex Records to humiliate him severely.

With Young Master Jin's words, the room fell into an immense silence; the oppressive atmosphere made the room feel stifling.

Dawa's face also flushed red. He reached out to pinch Dabu, but finding his strength insufficient, he panted violently.

Just then, with a Boom—, a missile struck precisely beside him, neither too high nor too low, blasting man and horse into fragments. Yesian on the horseback stumbled in fright and fell headlong from the saddle.

Although I clearly understand they might not be telling me for my own good, I still don't feel very pleased in my heart.

"This is only the outskirts, not the central area; we'll likely have to walk until nightfall." Wang Chen took out a compass, glanced at it, and saw it had not yet failed, proving they were still far from the central area.

Just as Jaden struck a boxing pose, Phoenix positioned her hands one before the other in a palm stance, resembling Wing Chun to some degree and also somewhat similar to the Tai Chi opening form.

Chunmu, who had retreated more than ten meters in a single breath, turned deathly pale. Clearly, he had not expected the situation to reverse so drastically; Hugo, who should have been dead the previous second, had turned defeat into victory.

They were gone, everything was gone. A sense of emptiness filled Si Fan's heart, as if something precious had been stolen.

No sooner had the question left his lips than Old Ma refuted himself, for it was utterly impossible. If Zhao Lei had realized there was a corpse in Zeng Yifan's room at that time, he would certainly have seized the opportunity to investigate.

Nina also rushed over just then. Seeing Qin Yu safe and sound, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing these words, everyone was startled; no one expected Huangfu Song to say such a thing.

Three horned, long-tailed, humanoid creatures from another world stepped out. Their hands were long claws. Had it not been for Martha and Xuanwu Lake standing nearby, Bai Lu would likely have cried out in shock.

At the same time, they could produce materials needed for cultivation and sell them at cost, thereby enhancing the comprehensive strength of the cultivators in the war zone.

However, since the mountain stood there, it waited for someone to conquer it. Since this peculiar Far Mountain Apartment had appeared before Hugo's eyes, there was no reason not to investigate. Taking a deep breath, Hugo immediately transformed into a black shadow and flew toward the Far Mountain Apartment on the floating island.

This young man was accustomed to seeking creative inspiration in his office. With so many things placed here now, it was clearly to lay a foundation for his future architecture.

"You..." Zhao Yi's roar was delivered with all his might. Hearing Zhao Yi shout in front of so many people, threatening to beat his own buttocks, Nan Surong, who had been sitting in the carriage, nearly held her breath until she fainted.

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