Chapter 168: A Costly Deal and the Evolution of Soaring Cloud Step

"How much 【Nihility Yellow Sand】 do you need?"

Wan Shitong, who had originally planned to leave, heard Wu Wang say this.

He froze on the spot.

He immediately realized the other party was hinting at him—

He really did have a way to get 【Nihility Yellow Sand】!

So with a slap he sat back down on the bench, and said in a solemn tone: "A lot. Probably enough to fill this thing up."

After saying that, he took out another prop from his backpack.

Zhang Yue gently bounced Yan Xi on his back, and Yan Xi took the chance to snuggle into Zhang Yue. The two of them rested briefly in mid-air, then changed direction and flew off, leaving that milk-cake-like cloud far behind them.

Now Mayor Cheng's attitude is already very clear. Joining your team is one of my choices; I have other choices too. It's not as if I have to choose you. If you want me to feel that your words must come with the corresponding chips, then the chips you're offering now aren't enough, are they?

Just minutes ago he had caused a misunderstanding with Yu Da, the Eastern Orthodox God of the Plague Department, and then a red envelope descended onto his car windshield. Wei Xian naturally suspected this was a trap. As a former red-envelope binder, Wei Xian knew well that "red envelope data" could be tampered with, which also meant that red envelope data could be "disguised."

Wei Xian of course knew this. Faith-power has no attribute, but it is formed by the fusion of "joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, hate, and desire"; similarly, quality-power also has no attribute, but it too is formed by the fusion and refinement of the "Seven Faiths."

But these people blindly chased their dreams, and in the end not only caused disharmony in their family relationships, but after suffering a huge blow they were utterly defeated, and from then on muddled through life.

Jing Ming's gaming talent was quite good, his reflexes astonishing; it's just a pity his eyesight was a bit lacking, or rather, he was somewhat careless.

The tenth auction item, just like the previous ones, was tightly locked inside a box and could not be peeked at. The box itself was exquisitely crafted; making such a container was no simple task.

And at this moment, these people were forced to find some backers, or rather to seek out some allies of their own. As the first choice, the alliance built by Liang Xiao was clearly more suitable. In other words, as long as they survived tonight, Liang Xiao would truly be able to contend against this enormous organization.

The fire-wings spread open, revealing Old Black and Nanny, who had been wrapped up the whole time. Both wore grim expressions, their tightly furrowed brows carrying a faint anger—they had actually been ambushed. Li Yousheng, forced back by the flames, once again vanished into the night. Though angry, he still maintained the cold composure of combat; that was the most terrifying thing about him.

Zhang Yue simply bandaged Sword Fang's wound and said: "The wound is too deep; we still need to call an ambulance. Hold on for a moment." Just as Zhang Yue was about to take out his phone, Sword Fang tightly gripped his hand, a pair of big eyes staring fixedly at Zhang Yue, his lips—paled from excessive blood loss—trembling slightly.

The urgent matter at hand was to have people spread the news that a third-grade Spirit Cache existed within the Nine Fragrance Spirit Ground, so that all the great powers and dynasties would know.

"If this Bodo Jieyi really dares to go to the East Sea again, we absolutely cannot let her go." Monk said.

It is said that a certain terrorist organization painstakingly sought out such talent, but unfortunately this kind of person was simply too rare.

Gu Bei followed the instructor's instructions, walked calmly to the instructor's back, stretched out his right hand, and placed it on his shoulder.

He didn't know why, but saying these things made his own heart feel very uncomfortable too. They weren't sentimental words, but after saying them his eyes reddened as well.

Chen Yitian advanced step by step with caution, occasionally looking around to see if anything was amiss.

And this ship had a broken keel, a cracked hull, water leaking everywhere. Even if I tied myself to the ship, so what? In the end wouldn't I still just be buried with this ship?