Chapter 30

Seeing Mu Jianfeng’s expression, Carter made a stroking motion as if he had a beard, though he was clean-shaven and appeared to be about the same age as Mu.

Under Wang Hongyu’s guidance, Mu Jianfeng inspected seedlings of peonies, plum blossoms, Chinese roses, willows, and ginkgo trees. They skipped the lavender, chrysanthemums, pines, and pagoda trees, as these were already present on Carter’s home planet and thus unnecessary to procure.

As soon as Jiang Li stepped into the Lvyuan Building, he sensed a peculiar atmosphere—a suppressed excitement, as if felt by a prisoner days away from release, struggling to contain the turbulence within.

Sword Sovereign Tianyi stood beneath the star map, pointing his finger at the great world they had just departed, whispering to himself.

"How long have you been planning this?" Since Ying had brought up the Wang family’s century-long development plan, I, as the head of the family, had no reason to evade the topic further. I straightened my posture and composed my expression.

This dragon-like beast was no mere useless creature of the divine realm like the swamp mud-child; its hard scales and teeth could be used to forge various entry-level divine artifacts.

"Cai Huan, surviving this catastrophe has made many things clear to me. You were chosen by my mother to serve me, so naturally, you are mine. You take care of me, and I shall cherish you. From now on, you are my woman." As Lin Haoming spoke, he feigned an intent to claim his prize right then and there.

"Great Elder, the demon hound has picked up the scent of the fleeing goat-horned demon. He has escaped to the surface," a subordinate in charge of tracking reported. He held a rare demonic pet on a leash, a creature capable of detecting any scent and sensing a target’s aura; it had never once failed.

Despite the hour, many people were still heading out of their homes. Moving in groups of two or three, they walked along the path toward their destination, laughing and chatting loudly.

Yet, unexpectedly, their blades clashed only once before his sword snapped. This sudden development left the overbearing words he had prepared with no opportunity to be spoken.

"Is there anything else you wish to ask?" Solomon glanced at the mark, which had vanished further, leaving only one-fifth remaining.

***

Swish! A thunderbolt flashing with multiple colors vanished into thin air just before reaching the rock wall. When the figure reappeared, it was already standing before Zhang Dahuan.

Before long, amidst the sound of blood spitting, Liang Yu was sent reeling backward, staring fixedly ahead in silence.

Truth, at times, is a sturdy and inescapable shackle—at least, that is true for those with kind hearts.

At Li Shaofan’s command, a magnificent formation enveloped the entire city. Amidst the swirling mist, infinite power of slaughter and destruction flickered. It was formidable indeed; worthy of being the peerless formation that once trapped the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. It was truly magnificent.

Within Medicine King Mountain lay Medicine King Valley, and the Medicine King Platform there was the gathering place for this year’s Pharmacist Conference.

As the shout echoed, countless bolts of lightning descended from the sky, turning the Ling family’s land into a purgatory of thunder.

Heaven knows what sort of understanding this newcomer and those around him had regarding the Sutra of Saving Souls.

At this moment, Lu Fan’s body had returned to its original state, and his life force had stabilized; he was simply exhausted and currently in a deep slumber.

Because Zhang Taibai had never met one of the Avengers, like Thor, he could only roughly estimate their strength. At most, they were on the same level as Taixu and himself, but this God of War, Tyr, was clearly a level above them both.

Tianci took the chips from Tang Yan’s hand and sat directly at the blackjack table she had just vacated. He played aggressively this time, going all-in on every hand, winning over 10 million in just a few rounds.

Looking back at the man she once loved deeply, she couldn’t find a single redeeming quality. Lu Li was absolute scum, the lowest of the low; he was even more repulsive than those who were hysterical.

***

The crimes of Huo Yongping were not yet known to the outside world, remaining strictly within police intelligence. Thus, when those people discovered Huo Yongping’s trail, they did not immediately notify the authorities. Only after learning that Chen Tianyi had received news did they inform him.

Thanks to Zhang Taibai’s warning, Tutankhamun, the leader of Cancer, had fled in advance with his core subordinates to seek temporary refuge with the leader of Leo in Hong Kong. Otherwise, he might have been finished.

I slept unusually soundly that night. When I woke up the next morning, I suddenly felt that the room was abnormally quiet, as if something was vaguely wrong.

After all, in her eyes, Yang Feng was far too ordinary. If he were truly the ruthless "Master Yang," why would he be sitting beside her?

He immediately opened a drawer, which contained the ancestral genealogy of the Laoshan Shangqing Temple, recording the Taoist names of all the patriarchs.

After finishing his vomiting, Tianci felt much better. He lay down on the bed and fell straight to sleep. Tang Yan tucked him in and returned to her own room.

Mo Zili nodded in agreement, and Gong Qianzhu’s face blossomed into a smile. Joyfully lifting her skirt, she ran under the peach blossom tree and looked back at him. Her long hair flowed like a waterfall, her white hair ribbons fluttered like butterflies, and her smile was so brilliant it shamed the very light of the heavens.

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Xiao Qingshi. Judging by his age, he could roughly guess his identity.

Zuo Zhou curled his lips in resentment. Old Man Zuo used to lie to him, saying his mother was dead—bah! Looking at that arrogant demeanor now, it was likely that even when Old Man Zuo passed away, she might still be alive and kicking.