Volume One, Chapter 30: Rumors

"Everyone, stop."

Murong Yunyi’s gaze fell on Lin Wantai, his tone calm and betraying no hint of emotion.

Those silver-fire eyes glared furiously, that mouth seemed about to spit flames, the features sculpted from silver fire twisted together, and the raised fist radiated a glow more intense than any other part of its body. In that moment, the entire street was engulfed in its blaze, the flames outshining both wind and rain, illuminating the vault of the heavens and the earth below.

Just then, his phone rang. He answered, only to discover it was Governor Cheng Hao himself on the line.

Standing on the embroidered carpeted aisle, Xu Yan could hear the uproar of thousands from the audience — every single panda brute from the village had gathered.

Yustisa thought of the Einzbern Doll Workshop’s junkyard, where countless broken or malfunctioning dolls awaited oblivion. Was she, this precious prototype, destined to share their fate?

“The old man’s gone. Naturally, I have to come back and take over his business — can’t let someone else have it for nothing,” said Zhang Ao, known as President Zhang.

Zhang Tao’s ambiguous look at Liu Ya did not escape Liu Jing’s notice, and she felt a pang of discomfort. “Tao, it’s good for men to eat more celery, you know.” While placing vegetables in Zhang Tao’s bowl, Liu Jing blinked meaningfully, a knowing smile on her lips.

A geomancer possessed an exclusive spirit technique, the “Unerring Shot,” which burned away years of life to achieve an unavoidable attack. The more life one sacrificed, the higher the chance of success.

Even so, under the lingering force of the flames, the two’s clothes were instantly reduced to ash, resulting in such a captivating scene.

Besides, what does it matter what happened? With such a wild imagination, isn’t it fun to fill in the gaps yourself?

In the Himalayan region, inside a private villa, in the bedroom, after Ye Ping’an left, Zhan Zimo slept a little longer. When she awoke again, it was nearly dusk.

Elder Solim’s expression shifted slightly. He had been keeping a close eye on the movements of the Prime Material Plane, especially collecting information on Rainn. He regularly communicated with Athena, and thus was well aware of the existence of the Star-Destroyer — he’d heard of it more times than he could count.

Turning to Hanyun, he said, “I must go back now. If the soldiers can’t find me, they’ll be worried.” With that, he turned and left. Dargan hurried to exchange a few words with Hanyun, though it seemed the two failed to reach any agreement.

The other brutes secretly scoffed at him again — he was always the most troublesome, yet still pretended at innocence.

Mirai secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness the bottle hadn’t broken near her or Asuka. If they’d bathed with that stuff, she and Asuka would be heading straight for the cosmetic surgery business.

In a fluster, Mirai carried the now-cold dishes back to the kitchen to reheat them. Once again, she confirmed one thing: she had absolutely no resistance to Nana Min’s requests.

“That smile of yours means trouble! Out with it — what is it?” Liu Gan eyed Hu Yizhou warily, a chill creeping into his heart.

The gloved hand rested on the leather-wrapped steering wheel, the engine roaring to life, the sound swelling in the rain until it thundered.

On this starship, nearly everyone was from Qin Zhixun’s original team. These were probably the very people he had personally specified to bring along.

But the Moon Pill King knew: if Jiang Chen could not become the Realm Lord, then Zheng Yang absolutely must not be allowed to claim that title either. Should Zheng Yang ascend, Pill City might cease to exist — let alone any talk of a third of those materials.

“Did your Firelin Bird provoke someone?” Dan Jinyu asked. Unless there was deep-seated enmity, it was rare for anyone to use such a vicious curse.