Chapter 30: Compensation of 1,500

Thud. Upon hearing Xiao Yuanbing's words, Ni Qingguo slumped powerlessly to the ground.

"Sister, what do we do? Who on earth did they offend?"

Ni Fang had no idea. "In any case, it certainly wasn't my two children; they don't possess such heaven-defying capabilities."

Xiao Yuanbing couldn't help but sneer, "You two really have quite the imagination, actually pinning this on the children. I dare say that even now, you haven't realized the severity of this situation, or worse..."

Ouyang Lan, however, stood like a tree swaying in a storm; though she appeared ready to topple at any moment, her roots were exceptionally firm.

Unnoticed, the sky turned pitch black, like ink-stained jade, with moonlight and starlight spilling across the horizon, casting a faint glow.

The internet had long since revealed Lu Qingfan's identity, and naturally, Wen Wan now knew that Lu Qingfan was not only Lu Yaqiu's bodyguard but also her father.

In an instant, the earth in the distance bulged violently, and then countless massive fissures tore open across the surrounding ground.

Chen Hongyi seemed to have made a momentous decision. He jerked his head up, his expression one of grim determination, as if he were ready to face death.

A faint yellow light shimmered beneath Orochimaru’s belly, and like a maglev vehicle, he sped across the land.

The skill of knocking people out with a single strike was something she had learned from her father, specifically for dealing with malicious villains.

"Don't worry, I'll take you back in a while." Zhou Chuan followed her lead, dropping the previous topic and going along with her. "I checked the weather forecast before I left and knew it was going to rain, so I brought an umbrella for you." As he spoke, he picked up the umbrella beside him and gave it a little shake.

The three-headed black dragon was fierce and valiant. Even when facing four opponents at once, it demonstrated astonishing power, eliminating the Shadow Wolf, the Three-Eyed Divine Crow, and the Gale Blue Bird at the cost of two of its heads, briefly giving the English audience a glimmer of hope.

Gao Shiyu shouted Lu Qingfan's name, and not only did Zhang Xiyue hear it, but the netizens did as well.

It was only then that she realized she was in a pitch-black, silent world. The sky was dark, and beneath her feet flowed a turbulent river. The blood-red water bubbled like boiling liquid—this was the Demon Realm. No wonder the Water Maiden looked so confident; she wasn't afraid of her escaping at all.

The other party turned out to be a member of the Cat-kin tribe as well. He looked handsome and spirited, and his level of atavism was on par with her own. More importantly, he was carrying a backpack larger than a beer barrel.

Regardless, compared to a moment ago, at least he was carrying me. Although being tucked under his arm like this while he ran was extremely uncomfortable—my chest felt tight and blood was rushing to my head—he finally stopped after running for a good ten minutes. The breathing coming from above was heavy; it wasn't panting, but rather as if every breath was suppressing a turbulent emotion.

The black-robed entity unleashed his aura, and a multitude of malicious creatures erupted from his body: venomous snakes with huge heads, red toads covered in spots, and even a long green serpent.

Zhu Yan withdrew A-Wan’s life force, and her figure vanished instantly. All the surrounding scenery disappeared, leaving only darkness. Beneath her feet, she could feel a swamp, and her body began to sink uncontrollably.

The Heavenly Queen suddenly lifted her head again, her gaze scanning the Heavenly Emperor’s face with complex emotions for a long while. Her heart had turned icy cold. Feng Xi knew that she was the bane of Zhu Yan; whether the zither score was present or not, she had already resolved to sacrifice herself.

The officer examined me from head to toe with his usual indifferent, icy gaze before nodding to the old man. "Convey my regards to Elder Chu on behalf of my leader. I’ll be taking this person now." The old man bowed his head in agreement.

Mu Ling’s face flushed, revealing an eager, restless expression. Because of Mu Ling's presence, I wasn't particularly worried about the upcoming adventure. If they hadn't used drugs to ambush us, how could the culprit ever have been a match for us?

We watched from afar. The man was thin, gulping down the blood in the basin, and occasionally looking up to scan the surrounding environment.

If they truly encountered powerful fighters like Lu You and the others—specially selected from across the country by the Great Xia government—let alone a mere Moon-Worshipping Cult, even their greatest reliance and true backing, the Qishan Lu family, would be completely insignificant.