Chapter 82

81, Heaven-Iron Cradling Armor (4K, 1/2)

Is the news true?

Wang Tiexiong glanced at the two silver dollars Luo Budongzhu had placed on the table, then lifted his gaze and stared straight into Luo Budongzhu’s eyes.

Luo Budongzhu immediately pressed his left three fingers together in a vow: “If I’m lying about this, may I die a wretched death!

May no sky eagle eat my flesh after I’m dead!

May my flesh rot in the mud!

Is that good enough?!”

Hidden Treasury Region

Sui Renshi fully awakened, instantly understood his situation and what he must do, and hurriedly sat cross-legged to focus on cultivation.

The thick fog rapidly receded, leaving only two pale-faced men facing Wu Wei and Ling Hai—they hadn’t expected their advantage to vanish in just thirty seconds.

He saw Lin Feina’s body trembling, her raised right finger pointing to his left, tears streaming down her face, her expression filled with despair.

Lin Yan glanced at the leader of the Tianli Sect beside him; the black qi swirling around her looked eerily like black lightning, radiating unmistakable power.

The earring appeared ordinary, with no special features, and currently offered no trace—how could he possibly go around asking, “Is this yours?”

Qin Ling activated all his array-source power, struggling to stand firm, his eyes locked on the two massive figures emerging from the chaotic storm winds.

He first looked up at the sky, stretched lazily, and though cold wind blew past, Kong Dao Ren showed no sign of feeling the chill.

“This is watermelon seedling—its leaf edges are smooth and even; this is eggplant—look closely, can you see a faint purple tint near the stem? This is tomato—its leaf edges are irregular, easy to tell apart,” Mu Jinxī explained simply.

After the vehicle had driven for about fifteen minutes, it slowly came to a stop; Gao Yang nearly went deaf from the sound of the brakes.

Yang Yesheng stood up, flipped Wild Princess’s right hand over, instantly causing her excruciating pain that made her nearly collapse, her body twisted in agony, completely under Yang Yesheng’s control.

Xuanyuan Zi Li raised his head, glanced out the open window at the bright moon above, snorted coldly, and rose to walk outside.

“Don’t stay here and get in the way,” Du Gu Chen muttered, dragging him out of Qianyuan Palace. The last thing Xia Qingfeng saw was Emperor Mingxuan gently kissing Liang Yue’s forehead.

He let out a low chuckle; his strange reaction left several elders deeply uneasy, exchanging uneasy glances.

“Hey, Li Shu, aren’t you acting weird today? Me dressing like this is normal—but you? I’m curious: we’re just ordinary friends, why are you meddling so much? Even Gao Jianguo hasn’t said anything—why don’t you just keep it to yourself…” I glared at Li Shu and turned to leave.

The Crown Princess must know about this—everyone relies on her for their livelihood and is waiting for her to step in and handle matters.

“Gao Ziran, why not just give up? You can’t keep calling people to help you every time—and even then, you might not win the Excellent Award. If I were you… I’d have already…” Wang Lijuan lifted her chin, looking down at me haughtily.

Hui Ying and the others couldn’t believe it; they touched the substance on their faces, licked it with their tongues, and felt a cool wetness slide down their throats. Someone cried out in delight: “It’s drinkable!” Others instantly looked up, opening their mouths to catch the rain; those with water bags carefully opened the spouts to collect drops.

Although Helian Nuo’s cultivation was higher than the man’s, clearly, revealing himself so early was unwise—so Helian Nuo forced himself to look pitiful, nodding submissively.

“...” Third brother? Di Baobao turned to look at him, unsure whether to be delighted or utterly speechless at the term.