Chapter 567

Alvin didn’t care about the fates of the CEC and the XX Sect—he cared only about the Divine Seal.

When all the data, including scattered fragments, had been delivered to the spaceport and sequentially isolated and sealed, Alvin heard the Navigator’s alert.

【Current World Exploration Rate: 50%】

【Reward: Complete-Level Divine Seal Network】

The Creators’ race created this civilization filter to combat extinction.

As if saying this, without needing Zuo Nan’s response, he finished speaking—whether or not he saw Zuo Nan struggle to move away, Qin Ri Yue only then noticed the ground had been neatly divided into forty-nine zones, and he hesitated whether to carry Zuo Nan to his position—this time, Ling’s sister was clearly speaking to Qin Ri Yue.

The owner of that sharp voice walked to the window, and gradually, in the sunlight, revealed his true face.

Though his expression was indeed sour, he always spoke plainly, never hiding or withholding—truly a qualified and worthy strict master.

The knife slicing the apple stopped; Xu Qiuhua turned to look at her husband, for not long ago, they had received news that Chengnan was to be demolished—including Luoxiang Street.

“Damn it, I never expected Lin Xiao was also breaking through right now.” One spectator, seeing the abnormal fluctuations on Lin Xiao’s body, finally couldn’t hold back.

Mi Lei realized her greatest trump card—no wonder she showed no fear; she must have prepared thoroughly before challenging her.

Of course, situations where conditions are used as collateral frequently occur—after the auction, bidders often deny their bids or wrangle over obligations—so auction houses generally refuse to accept conditions as collateral.

Watching Bai Yi and Bai Ling examine the items so carefully, and remembering the astonishing prices listed in the manual, Jian Ya wondered how much more supplies these two had.

The familiar voice brought warmth rising from within, spreading through every pore; Jiang Yu laughed, then covered her mouth as her curved, beautiful eyes spilled tears.

“What about Laifu?” Su Yi naturally wouldn’t let go of any chance to learn more secrets—he asked directly.

Though each wore half-face masks, their brows clearly betrayed irritation, impatience—or outright malice.

Remember when this girl first climbed the mountain? Her first words left several senior brothers and sisters gaping.

Ma Yusheng was brave, to say the least: last year, during Su Han’s internship, he was the only one in the journalism department who kept hovering near her, snapping countless photos of her. Everyone could see he was always looking for chances to bother Su Han. At first, she was polite to him, but later she had no choice but to avoid him as much as possible.

Ren Jian thought for a moment and said, “How about this—I treat your whole family to roast duck at Fushouquan, then we eat your mom’s signature dish another time. Deal?”

After weighing the pros and cons, Chen Haodong approached Tan Ziming and offered to join his team; Tan Ziming refused without hesitation.

“Don’t mention the Divine Soul matter to anyone else!” Wizard Yiden mused.

Gao Ming knew his mother-in-law was deliberately provoking him, but he could only swallow his anger and went along with her words, urging Qiaoqiao: “Why don’t you do your homework first? Then you can play with a clear conscience.”

I possessed all the Demon Emperor’s memories, yet I forgot this—deserved to die.

The entrance to Lingshan is everywhere; with a pass, you can open a gate directly to your destination. Before them stretched a gilded road, leading to the boundlessly imagined Lingshan.

Even a hundred-meter-high rock platform can spawn—where else could it not spawn? The treetops? The mid-slope of a mountain?

The hundred spectacles of today are not all opera—they are a general term for various folk performances: music, dance, acrobatics, and more. The hundred spectacles originated in pre-Qin antiquity, flourished during the Han dynasties, and are said to have begun with the Fish-Dragon Performance.