Volume 1 Chapter 61 Are You Playing with Me?

After only a few breaths, the scars on Qin Yang’s body had already healed. Zhou Heling and Xia Longxing watched in increasing astonishment, while Ying Qing clapped his hands joyfully.

Flipping through the photos on the DSLR, these were precious records he had collected along his journey—some taken by himself, others by friends. After reviewing them all, he set the camera on the bedside table and hugged a pillow as he drifted off to sleep.

“Monitoring our every move?” Hearing mention of his private matters, which might have already been fully exposed, he grew anxious and demanded angrily.

“Bang!” A buzzing sound suddenly filled the air. Unexpectedly, the primordial space of the Heavenly Dao trembled, the void folding and cracking with sharp sounds, as if rent apart by some immense, merciless force.

Meanwhile, in a remote corner of Luo Canyon—a desolate spot where weeds grew wildly, some taller than a person—this place was rarely visited, only glanced at by idle patrol soldiers from time to time.

Beneath it lay numerous branch headquarters and sub-altars scattered across regions, serving as liaison points responsible for transporting intelligence and providing resting places for disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect training outside.

Not long after he left, about half a year later, footsteps echoed down one of the tunnels—someone, it seemed, had discovered this place just as he had.

“No need to interrogate. If they resist, it’s assaulting an officer—shoot on sight!” Director Jia snorted coldly.

Qin Yang hurried into the grand hall of bricks and stones, noting that its layout was similar to the ten-thousand-demon and demon king halls on the first and second floors, though with more elaborate furnishings. Yet the throne on the ninth step, along with the control disk and pedestal, were unmistakably made of metal.

In the end, Xiao Xiao coquettishly threw a tantrum. With her acting so charming, Xiao Lin’s resolve crumbled immediately, and he surrendered.

If Master Mo Shaobei truly harmed those around him, he wouldn’t mind asking for their help. But as things were still under his control, he preferred to act on his own rather than seek outside aid.

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“Mentor, I need your help!” Su Ruoxi entered and spoke directly upon seeing Zhuge Mei.

Li Caifeng was thrown heavily to the ground, her hands scraped raw. She stared in shock at Bei Xiangzhi—the man she had loved for decades.

The Wan Medicine Hot Springs glowed a faint green, making it difficult to see the bottom of the pool. Even with spiritual power surging out, detecting the depths was almost impossible.

Sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows that flickered faintly. Pu Tao suddenly stopped moving, lowering her black eyes to conceal all emotion, though a soft sigh escaped her lips.

Cheng Liping was stunned. Karachi—the largest city in Pakistan on the Arabian Sea’s edge—how could Boss Zhou’s son have been kidnapped there?

Moreover, if Mantou’s discomfort was discovered at that time and Luo Jiali intended to deal harshly with Mantou, Xia Qingkong would suffer the most, as it would be a loss on their side.

But thinking of Shangguan Ping still suffering in the celestial prison, she couldn’t bear to let him die. So, she had to devise a way to shift this burden from herself.

The military camp was fully prepared with various defenses; everyone sensed this snowstorm was unusual.

Zhuo Wanting nodded and followed behind Cheng De, while Cao Mingjun obediently trailed behind Zhuo Wanting.

Since the unstable phase had passed, it was time to consider accelerating again—but how much speed to add was uncertain. Tim hesitated.

“Your name is Yan Dang?” Kangxi stared straight at Yan Dang, who had retreated to the side but could only stand there silently.

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Li Zhaohua, current deputy general manager of SMS Corporation, had previously worked at other engineering machinery factories before taking the helm at Songjiang City Mining Machinery Equipment Factory; his experience was undeniably solid.

An urgent matter made Cao Dongsheng disregard exposing Zhao Huan’s identity and swiftly send someone to notify me.

When Zhao Guoyang arrived at Xiangyang Machinery Factory, it was past four in the afternoon, near closing time.

Word spread quickly across the capital that someone exiting the alchemist guild’s refining chamber had been struck by lightning.

The old man pointed his sword skyward, exhaling stale breath and inhaling fresh air, then shouted fiercely: “King’s Sword, wield might, surpass measure, impose dominance…” chanting the sword technique while swinging his long sword.

Xu Yongshou, not only prepared to risk the entire Xu family to protect his grandfather but also arranged a secret escape route for Grandfather Zhang Yuanli.

Even though Lü Bu held control of Bingzhou, it was too brief. More importantly, cavalry losses were severe—Lü Bu’s forces now numbered just over seven thousand horsemen, with only five thousand elite troops.

Afterward, the mountain village suddenly became lively, attracting countless powerful figures eager to explore. Gradually, it became a well-known ancient ruin, known through the ages as the Ancient Relic.