Chapter 163

161, Hair Ghost God (1/1)

“Eat out?”

Zhou Chang looked at the high heel dangling from Li Xiaotang’s toes and asked thoughtfully.

Li Xiaotang shook her head: “I’m too tired today; I don’t want to go out.”

What’s there to eat at home?

Let’s cook something at home.”

What’s even left to eat at home?

There’s only one living person left who can be your meal…

Zhou Chang grumbled inwardly, but kept his expression calm.

He replied,

Just like in Tiger Mouth City, where many first-rank demon lords exist, yet only one city lord rules.

Li Yan merely waved his hand, and the dark-soul swords hurtling toward him instantly froze in midair before him.

Someone among the onlookers recognized the card in Chen Ping’s hand and sucked in a sharp breath, bursting out in shock.

The situation forced him to bow his head; though seething with rage, he dared not lash out at the young man.

——After all, Li Xiaowan often brought large quantities of food to Qinghua Lake to feed the white carp; it would be strange if the two hadn’t noticed, yet she alone still believed her actions were secret and her parents had seen nothing.

But strangely, he could not harm the black snake at all, not even force it to retreat a single step.

After An Yishan’s name was spoken, the big man’s face twitched with excitement, and his gaze toward Zheng Lixin grew more reverent.

He didn’t even realize how illogical the dragon’s appearance was—after all, in the game, dragons appeared suddenly too.

Knowing Yi Xing’s exceptional talent, Uncle Jiu began explaining the principles of cultivation to him, while the Four-Eyed Daoist occasionally offered guidance.

Turning again to look at Li Hua, fast asleep and oblivious on the bed, Li Xiaowan and the others’ expressions grew even stranger.

“You lead—I don’t know north!” I shouted awkwardly to Zi Ningshuang, then fired a point-blank shot to kill the Kong Sang soldier crawling out of a mech.

My heart jolted; driven by a warrior’s instinct, I sensed danger, my killing intent flared—then faded helplessly. It’s just a game; why take it so seriously?

I couldn’t help laughing, cast a Holy Light spell on him, and instantly restored one-third of his health; both of us were stunned.

After hearing it, Chen Yidao kept slapping his own head—bang, bang, bang—each slap made Zhao Kexin’s family’s hearts jump. They feared if he kept slapping like this, he might kill himself.

The group began dividing the loot; Lu Lin took only three items: a blue necklace, the golden ring, and the Knight Level 30 blue set’s [Judgment Helm]; the remaining four items were split evenly.

The Trial Tower’s eleventh level had been utterly devastated by this disaster; the surroundings were nearly destroyed, and neither I nor Jiao’er rushed to return—we walked hand in hand along a path of stones formed inexplicably.

“You’ve surely heard the news about the internal chaos in Ten Thousand Poison Valley and the changes in the Imperial City?” Nie Feng said coldly to Xuan Jizi.

“This… is the Chaos Key?” Nie Feng stared blankly at the engraving; yes, its shape matched exactly the Chaos Key he had obtained earlier in Zhuolu.

Chen Qiang chatted with the two demon kings; nearby experts stared curiously at Chen Qiang, baffled how a human could mingle with demons—yet the two demon kings clearly respected the young man, and they couldn’t fathom who Chen Qiang really was.

Jiao’er curled her finger: “Come closer.” I obediently leaned my ear toward her; she drew a soft breath and whispered an explanation.

If we went deeper, encountering a Windspeed Leopard now and being chased like this would easily attract more of their hostility; if that happened, Tang Chen would need much time to escape to the hillside.