Chapter 311: Jingye, May You Be Auspicious!

Wu Wang’s paradise of birds and flowers did not last long.

Because when he got to the third sentence.

Wanshitong left a message: “There’s an issue with the legendary item’s clue—I’ll explain when I bring the [Skill Evolution Guide] client to you,” then logged off and fled.

She had no desire to go mad here with this lunatic.

The probability of Qin the Scholar rushing in to kill him was indeed 0%, because within the [Spiritual Calamity Square], contestants are Yuanzeshang forbidden from harming one another.

The contestants, all from major guilds, had seen many scenes and spoke cautiously; aside from equipment, which they stated plainly, all other matters were mere formalities.

Hongchen and Guuniang also went to assist, but both wore heavy armor, and Jian Dang’s ranged sword output from behind was insufficient, making the battle grueling.

Originally, she had set out with joy and hope, but upon entering the company for her interview, she immediately drew strange glances from everyone; some even kept their distance, whispering to companions and occasionally glancing her way.

Under Yue Qingchen’s piercing gaze, Feng Linglong could only smile bitterly, took a sip of the medicine, and leaned toward Helian Xuan’s pale lips, faintly tinged with black.

But now I don’t care at all; I am truly living for myself—so long as I feel happy and free, I don’t care what others think, nor do I pay them any mind.

Then, he smoothly recited my entire 18-digit ID number, which I myself barely remembered.

“Thank you.” Chen Mohan picked up the glass of wine before her, just as a large hand reached out and took it away.

On the fourth day, Wei Haichao suddenly received a call from her friend, a former dormmate from university who had gone abroad to study after graduation, wandered overseas ever since, frequently returned to China due to work, but had met Haichao only a handful of times.

Lan Ruoxi told Fan Siren everything Murong Qing had just said to her in the room; she hadn’t expected Murong Qing to pass this hurdle so easily, though likely much of it was because he had married and started a family—once married, he was no longer a child, and the board could no longer use his youth against him.

Nie Donglai gritted his teeth, believing this curse was utterly vile—it not only prevented him from using his Fate Power, but also caused his cultivation to continuously drain each day.

Yan Xiangnuan took her senior brother from the hospital to the mountain behind her master’s residence in the suburbs. Though the capital was always bustling and the air poor, fengshui-wise, the capital’s fengshui was excellent, and the mountain behind her master’s home was tall enough to overlook the entire capital, making it an ideal location.

“Hmph, even if you get my body, you’ll never get my heart!” After hearing Guiya’s words, Mu Mu let out a cold snort and spoke coldly to him.

Xiao Yu naturally supported his father’s seclusion for cultivation—there was nothing urgent to handle, and cultivation was fine. Thanks to the Mandala Heavenly Zun ’s aid, the fate calamity affecting Xiao Yu and his father had not occurred, so he could not judge what terrifying events might follow; thus, his only path forward was to continue strengthening his power at the Mandate Martial Academy.

“I doubt it. Think about it—the standard’s set: five hundred heads at five thousand each, this year only fifty heads—doesn’t that leave just five hundred?” Yang Hao slapped his forehead, suddenly remembering something.

A gentleman seeks revenge after ten years—she was no gentleman, but she could endure this insult for a greater, harder goal.

Originally, Chu Ye’s plan was to kill Wu E and then continue training on the Isle of Life and Death, aiming to stand out in the Martialist Tournament—but now, the sudden appearance of Er Lang the Manifested Holy True Lord had utterly shattered Chu Ye’s plans.