Chapter 70: Finding a Better Way

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A sudden, splitting headache struck "Ran Shuyi", causing her to clutch her head in agony as her body swayed precariously.

Overwhelmed with heartache, Gu Rong cried out and rushed toward her, "Shuyi!"

Was it Shuan'er who pushed Liang'er off the roof? When he pushed Liang'er, did he know it would cost the boy his life?

The employees merely cast strange glances at his way; no one dared to utter a word, yet no one was willing to go anywhere near him either.

Now that things had quieted down, Su Yang opened the Douhu app, eager to see how many followers this live stream had actually brought him.

Her heart constantly worried about her son, who was struggling through a hard life in Binhai, driving a battered car that rattled loudly with every inch it moved.

Feeling pity for him, Xiao Yang had kept him close by his side. Lacking any real competence and defined chiefly by his absolute obedience, he served as Xiao Yang's errand boy, exuding the distinct aura of a sycophant.

Tencent was, after all, a major platform, and spending money on promotion came as second nature to them. Securing just a single day of trending searches easily propelled them into the spotlight.

Didn't Qian Jida say they needed to keep their itinerary low-key before they set off? How was it that the moment they arrived, their whereabouts were exposed, with even a few entertainment reporters lurking around to take stealth photos?

They truly hadn't seen clearly; all they caught was Xiao Yang's blade striking right into that zombie's waist. The knife seemed to sink into the flesh by a fraction, but it definitely hadn't cut the waist completely in half.

"No, it was because I didn't want Big Sister to marry Brother Aji so easily, so I came up with this rotten idea. Originally, we just wanted to give Aji a beating, but Brother was afraid he'd report us, so we decided to intercept him and stop him from going back," Liang'er said, blinking her eyes.

Yet, after pondering for a long time, he still decided to write it this way. Because the transition leading up to the climax would truly feel entirely different; anyway, he loved it and was very much looking forward to it.

Although the members of the Tong family were exceptionally shrewd and had vaguely guessed that he had mastered an immensely profound disguise technique, they still could not find any way to deal with him.

If Cheng Yuan was this astonished, the rest of them felt even more as though they had seen a ghost. In broad daylight, some actually broke out in a cold sweat along their spines.

To Lan Feng and the others, the behemoth of yesteryear was no longer an unattainable existence.

"A hundred kilometers! That punishment is truly severe. My current physical body wouldn't have any trouble with it, but can he hold on?" Zhang Yang thought to himself as he looked at Wu Yu, who was running silently beside him.

Startled by his roar, the surrounding Death Iron Cavalry were actually intimidated; instead of advancing, they recoiled a few steps.

The Primeval Earth Clan, the Dragon-Blood Hegemon Clan, the Moti Clan, and other special races all possessed a historical legacy spanning tens of thousands of years alongside immense renown. Yet, no one could have anticipated that the strength of the Primeval Earth Clan would be this terrifying.

Leaving the mountaintop, Zhang Yang and Wu Yu headed west on their descent, whereas the hidden treasure was located to the east. After walking for a considerable amount of time, the two of them finally arrived within a hundred meters of their destination.

Looking ahead, Xia Mu saw a tricolor stone bridge spanning across the boundless chaotic currents. Aside from this tricolor bridge, everywhere else was filled with endless chaotic fog, making it impossible to see through.

I am also utterly helpless... However, this was an agreement between them—a decisive battle between the Supreme Ruler of the Demon Realm and the Exalted Deity of the Immortal Realm. It had nothing to do with personal grievances; it was simply a battle between the two of them.

Massive dark clouds gathered in the nearby sky, and the faint rumble of thunder could be heard. Who would have thought that a duel between two cultivators at the Huaqing Realm could actually trigger abnormalities in the heavens and the earth? It was truly terrifying.

The two renowned, battle-hardened generals exchanged glances, laughed off the tension with some polite rhetoric, and then sullenly sat back down in their chairs. In truth, among all the generals present, only this elder possessed the qualification to lecture the others from such a lofty and condescending stance.