Chapter 78: The Underground Black Market of Baihai Valley

"Circulating the Small Heavenly Circuit, chanting spells and performing the finger seal, this poor Daoist is a little immortal from Longhu Mountain who has attained the Dao..."

Humming a little tune, Chen Ye strolled through Qingyun Market.

He had agreed to the request of Fu, Lu, and Shou; it was just a matter of asking whether Vajra Powder was for sale and at what price. Such a trivial favor he naturally would not decline.

The three had thanked him profusely, making Chen Ye feel quite embarrassed.

However, the problem arose again: Chen Ye did not even know how to find it.

Whether or not he already had psychological trauma, the place he had touched just now still itched; it itched so much he wished he could dig out that lump of flesh directly.

So these people could only watch from the side, protecting the Old Lady while waiting for the best moment.

Although his heart felt very uncomfortable, at least it proved that his kindness to her last night had only this purpose, and he was not concocting some conspiracy together with Mo Zihan.

He had truly lost his temper, yet Song Zihao's expression on his face grew even more grave; looking at Li Rui downstairs, who appeared so carefree and unbridled, he actually hesitated.

"Ungrateful wretch! If I force my way through, you cannot stop me!" Hua Fengmo raised his hand and gave an order; two dead spirits immediately rushed to surround Jun Wuxie and Luo Qingyue.

As a result, this fellow laughed and jumped right in, looking overjoyed; he would probably get scolded to death by his father after returning.

The remains of the creatures that died in battle were collected by the Star Spirit Clan, transformed using spiritual essence conversion, and became fighting machines with powerful stamina, feeling no pain, and obeying every command; these were the Beast Clan. The planets where these Beast Clans were raised were called Beast 'Nests' by humans.

Jun Lin Tian and Liuli unanimously agreed with the method Luo Qingyue proposed; they simply had to go find Ruo Wu Xin.

All that remained was that late, quiet night when she faced danger, and Han Chengchi, riding on clouds and stepping on cloud formations, arrived without hesitation to block a blade for her.

This was not the point; the key was that at this moment, True Person Ni Shang was on the verge of exploding from shock, yet she still sat in her original position without moving.

Song Enxi curled a "two-faced" smile. "Great kindness needs no thanks; how about you just give me a red envelope of five million at random?"

Let Fang Hongye go communicate first and exchange the bottom line with the Loshui City side; this would make the certainty of seizing Nine Dragon Mountain even greater.

Hearing Wan Qiu's words, Luo Mufeng remained completely calm, while Yan Ruyu's expression on the side became somewhat unnatural.

The next few days were somewhat unstable; Ling Yao felt people discussing him everywhere, which puzzled him greatly—when had he become so famous? For this reason, he did not go out for two consecutive days, preparing to avoid the storm, and had been staying in the academy all along.

Bai Bai Yuyi was a person about whom many rumors circulated in the outside world, yet true information was scarce; thus, everyone knew the Bai father and son were estranged, but no one knew that Bai Bai Yuyi had already broken with Bai Xiangsheng and now possessed the strength to stand alone.

Lian Yingying and the others had long since run off who knows where; Chen Wei did not go looking for them and simply squatted down behind the house.

Zhang Xun had a first wife who died sixteen years ago, leaving only a young son named Zhang An who had just turned six. Zhang Peng, who met his death today, was the son born to Zhang Xun's second wife. Zhang Xun and his deceased wife had originally been very affectionate; for five years together, he had no concubines. If his wife had lived longer, they would have been a divine couple.

Because it was too sudden, she did not clearly see the person just now; the parking lot itself was not very well lit, and Ye Boping had suddenly collided with her from behind.

Lian Yingying looked at Liu Jia with disdain, said a sentence, and then turned her head to shout at the other side.

Although the stock price was pulled up by a bit more than one yuan, the buy orders below did not follow up immediately.

Speaking of these things, Feng Yong recalled the fragments of time spent with Fan Lu; as Jing Mo had said, Fan Lu was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, a good person.