Chapter 140: Twisted Origins and Polluted Relics

The Sword Attendant, having been used last time, requires a long time to recover its drained energy and cannot be activated for now.

In the South Seas, there is a race formed when ancient coastal residents of Huaxia crossed the sea and seized numerous islands in the South Seas; although the turbulent waves made passage difficult, after the immortals and buddhas departed from this world, ordinary people lost contact with Huaxia entirely.

Gula Light deprives the target of all six senses—unable to see, hear, smell, or feel—completely sealing them within their inner consciousness; with Jiang Wang Yue's shallow scientific knowledge, he could never comprehend the mechanism behind Gula Light's attack.

As the two were speaking, Princess An Xu Mengyu stepped out to pay her respects to Yun Teng; Yun Teng naturally did not let her perform the full kowtow. Xu Mengyu spoke a few words with a smile and then took her leave.

After all, some people had already made money, and during Chen Jian's absence, people had begun contemplating the difference between orchids and maritime trade; that vague distinction had taken shape, and some had even tried to explain the underlying reasons behind it all.

"Do you want to know where the Soul Holy Fruit went?" Lin Tian chuckled, as if he held not the slightest regard for the King of Hell.

"I held back at the last moment—he's probably just unconscious, no serious injury." Sun Wukong shook his head as he approached Li Jie, who lay sprawled on the ground, unconscious.

Ze watched the sailboat and Chen Jian's soldiers, realizing that Xiacheng was likely vastly different from past city-states; though he didn't believe a thousand could defeat ten thousand, he was nonetheless afraid—after all, if there were dozens of such ships, how could his island's people possibly resist?

When he hung up the phone and returned to the operating room door, he found the light inside had been turned off.

"Your concubine understands—your husband has always held those who serve the state in high esteem; I am fully at ease on this matter," Bao Qin added.

This sudden temperature drop of fifty degrees over several days caused a cliff-like decline in the number of survivors.

Lin Yu flipped through a few more pages; they appeared to be the author's own remarks, nothing but talk of swallowing heaven and such.

"What? You mean the Dusk Beast is still inside the Dusk Forest?" Aporphes sprang up in shock and anger, shouting; this was rare, for little could unsettle his heart—there was nothing left that could threaten him.

Not only Cai Gaoyi and the others froze, but even the arriving police officers were stunned, all exchanging glances.

No one wishes their subordinates to know too much; all those in power prefer their subordinates to know as little as possible, for that minimizes any threat to themselves.

High in the sky, three streaks of light flew rapidly—the foremost was black, followed by green and then yellow.

They devoured the simple yet delicious dinner with wolfish hunger, sat back with round bellies, faces full of satisfaction. Indeed, after labor, food tastes especially good—no mistake about it.

Fascinated by my own hand?! Jian Ya was speechless. What strange thoughts did her mind conjure all day? She lowered her head and collided with eyes as brilliant as obsidian—unprepared. Her face inexplicably flushed, and the electric sensation in her hand suddenly made her panic.

But under Meng Xingda's frantic supply of true energy, the protective treasure's defensive power barely kept pace with Chiyan's consumption rate—the two were evenly matched.

"Which way did it run?" Yang Chong asked casually, scanning the surroundings; several deep pits dotted the ground, as if energy transmitted from a strike had shattered the markers—likely made by that beast.

"I never expected the storage rings of the Rainfall Trio contained so much. No wonder they were a scourge of Fengyun City—killing them was no loss." Zhou Lei was stunned after examining the contents of the storage ring.

"Heaven truly has no eyes—Zhou Lei actually achieved sudden enlightenment," Zhuang Li'er said enviously.

To be honest, the feeling of being clutched in the palm of the Invincible System made Cheng Feng extremely displeased, but he had no way to oppose it yet.

If it had been one of our own, he wouldn't have reacted this way—the one who vanished was a Tian Nan cultivator; the opponent had used a Earth-Travel Talisman.

Huo Qingmiao, standing beside the group, dared not translate that remark to Miao Nan Shiding and silently ignored it.

"Damn, too perverted!" he cursed inwardly, but his reaction was swift; when still thirty to forty zhang from the giant maw, he immediately activated the Substitute Sacrifice Puppet and casually hurled out three imitation Destroy-Immortal Pearls.

This wasn't An Yingyue's arrogance—anyone would think this way; throughout everyone's upbringing, the learning and worldview they absorbed was precisely this.

Sweet potatoes were extremely cheap—ordinary people could buy enough to last over half a year with the cost of just one month's grain.

The Yellow Prefect immediately ordered Zhou Tong seized, then summoned Hu Shi and Zhao Ping to confront him; indeed, after only a short time, Zhou Tong collapsed and confessed, and officers were dispatched to escort him to the site of the murder and body disposal.

Qin Chuan, unwilling to waste this opportunity, reactivated the Heaven-Restraining Demon-Sealing Array and triggered the pre-prepared Level Spirit Gathering Array, continuing to swallow spiritual energy like a whale.

Then again, two men this handsome might be quite intoxicating—after all, the Crown Prince, as heir to the throne, has such tastes; why shouldn't he try male beauty too?

Gu Chengxi chased after him but didn't go far before spotting Ning Fuxian in a pavilion, speaking with Murong Heng and others—there was nothing unusual about him.

"I've won. I remember my master told me I had matters to attend to—I must take my leave!" Xiao Mo spoke hastily and stepped forward.

Seeing the stars, Nan Xi couldn't help but recall something from many years ago… that "many years ago" was truly, truly long ago.

Yue Xinluo's smile gradually faded; her previously gently smiling face sank, and her beautiful peach-blossom eyes lost their deep, dark luster.

Thinking this, Jian Mo pressed down the tremor in his chest, gave him a slight nod, picked up the water cup, and turned to leave.