Chapter 247: Hidden Reward, Rare Title

That Great God of Yin Destiny had been trapped in the Ghost Realm for countless years; the 【Old Days】 fragment he barely obtained could only plant malice in other worlds, unable to manifest in the past.

He wished to escape, to truly leave that demon-ridden Ghost Realm.

When he discovered I could resonate with the 【Old Days】 fragment, he approached me to speak.

【Fiery Heart】 said.

The blood-painted features on his face twisted in anger.

Chen Mo smiled indifferently; he merely wanted to gather information—if the Four Seas Dragon Palace held many high-grade spiritual weapons or divine-grade ones, he'd loot them all. He wouldn't just do quests for the sake of quests; any chance to gain benefits he'd never let slip.

"Nothing," Amanda replied politely. She decided to take a gamble—what if?

The gray-robed man reacted first, lunging at Xun Yi. Xun Yi had appeared outside the battlefield; as the gray-robed man moved, the red-robed man in between immediately stepped forward to block him.

"Then I'd rather not waste my days worrying over useless things. If I can't retrieve it, I'll pretend I never found it. Don't mention this to Gong Sun—he might start thinking about it." Xun Yi packed up the pile.

Gong Sun Chong's eyes gleamed, his fingers twitching with eagerness as he cried, "Water Gather!" A crystal-clear droplet appeared in his arms, his face lighting up with joy—the droplet was no larger than a soybean, shimmering with seven-colored light under the sun.

After Zhou Mo got out of the vehicle, the unfamiliar middle-aged man spoke first. Before they could introduce themselves, they already felt a heavy door slowly closing.

Chen Mo had intended to lead his troops personally to defeat Cao Cao, but the bastard, seeing he was outmatched, abandoned even his people and lands. Chen Mo could only send troops to swiftly occupy the territories, then dispatch personnel to settle them.

Xun Yi beamed with joy: "What's there to be formal about between us? As long as you're safe, that's all that matters." Tears of happiness welled up unbidden.

"You'll only know if you try," Qian Qian smiled. As he was still pondering her words, she suddenly leaned down, her thin lips brushing against his, nearly kissing him.

"Phew!" Kono Yusuke slumped back in his chair like a deflated balloon, his back slumped, his eyes dull, as if he'd aged twenty years in an instant.

Such an odd rule couldn't have come from Ren Laifeng—it was proposed jointly by the five clan elders. Ren Laifeng didn't care. This bird-shooting contest was pure luck; if no birds flew overhead, were they supposed to wait forever?

Why send someone to steal the golden key her father left her—the last thing he gave her before dying—and what secret did it conceal?

They finally halted before Olivia, knelt, bowed their waists low, and raised their trays high, offering them before Olivia.

Liu Yiyi used her innocent, romantic persona to move among the second-generation nobles of multiple empires.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan rose to his feet, and as he stood, golden swordlight flooded the nine heavens and ten earths.

The ground was blasted downward dozens of zhang, yet beneath the mud, fragments of clothing remained. Indeed, after the great flood and melting snow, the entire pit had become strange, saturated with traces of magical attacks.

From a certain perspective, these avatars were also aspects of the main consciousness; the main consciousness's violent cycle of destruction and rebirth was no different from frenzied self-harm.

Later, on the battlefield beneath Huanghua Mountain, Su Yuan instantly recognized Wu Ji—it was his third brother, Su Quanyi.

With no force to resist it, that terrifying power instantly shattered the planet.

Because there, one day while the brothers scavenged for food in a trash bin, they found two abandoned infants beside them.