Chapter 88: Trial in the Ancient Pavilion
The decision Lin Mo made carried consequences that could directly affect the fate of the entire family—she was painfully aware of that. Later, rumors spread throughout Qiyue City: the City Lord, during that period, ate poorly, slept badly, and often muttered to himself. His words were something like: “Investigate? With what resources? This is a deadly assignment. To investigate means death; not to investigate, there’s still a chance to live. Ah, best to turn a deaf ear to the world outside these windows.”
“How is it? This private compartment, isn’t it pretty nice?” Bai Yonghe raised his head, leaned close to Gong Xinming, tossed his long hair, and struck a pose he considered charming as he spoke.
Frankly, the demands of the Earthling Organization weren’t high. They didn’t ask you to provide anything tangible or to pay in gold and silver; all they required was a verbal commitment.
Because Daniu was serving as deputy commander of the new recruits’ camp, the flattery from the new soldiers over the past month had gone to his head. As a result, he was rather brusque with arriving recruits. When he saw them crowding around Shi Yan, he was startled and hastily gathered soldiers to try to keep the bold warriors in check.
Hu Yanhong kept her eyes fixed upward from below, watching with envy. Her cultivation hadn’t yet reached the level where she could fly with artifacts, so although she possessed one, she could only gaze longingly, unable to do more.
“If they refuse a toast and insist on a penalty, Uncle, let’s make our move. Let’s sweep Fan Yin City and see how arrogant they remain.” Provoked, the words couldn’t be taken back; Situ Qiong and Sikong Wang acted at once.
After the ten gusts of black storm passed, what remained was a vast, boundless gray surface, with no palace or building in sight. But this was undoubtedly the manifestation of the ruined city: due to the isolation imposed by immortal-level restrictions, only the color of the barrier could be seen.
With a thought, Liu Qi made four flame furnaces appear in his left hand, retrieved two stones from his spirit ring, and tossed them into two of the furnaces. He took two more stones from underground—ones that couldn’t be stored in the ring—and threw them in as well.
Being chosen as a warship combatant was already a cruel fate, yet during service, one still had a survival rate of over seventy percent. After reaching a certain term, one could remove their armor and return home, retiring with a generous reward to live as a wealthy, respected individual.
Otherwise, it would only bring mortal danger to Yan Yu. Even if she were found and brought into the palace, there was no way he could protect her at all times; assassins could infiltrate, and kidnapping or murder was not out of the question.
Hearing Fang Jiren speak, Li Mantun was completely reassured, knowing that Fang had made all necessary preparations for any sudden changes.
“Eat,” Si Liuyun pressed the fruit back into Yan Xi’s hands. The others watched her swallow each bite with tears, feeling a small measure of relief.
“I’ve looked into your situation,” Liao Wei said, “We’ll send someone to follow up. Don’t worry. In fact, Madam Aileen Lowe, you may as well stay locally—this won’t take long to resolve.”
The unleashed power was astonishing, far beyond their expectations. If a real fight broke out, few could stand against it, for the force was so terrifying it pressed down on them with suffocating intensity.
“Senior Brother Shangguan, I have my own method. When the time comes, you identify the innate masters, and I’ll track down anyone with the unique power fluctuations and aura of the Demon God Cult!” Lin Tian teased, gently moving the Heaven-Covering Banner in his arms, ready to boldly test it out.
The Tianyuan Sword was broken; I must go in and retrieve another weapon, and I should also study those sealed magical skills.
But unexpectedly, in the shadowed camp at night, another adventurer team had already arrived ahead. Everyone was surprised—had the beast tide really ended, and the adventurers stranded in Twin Town begun to move again?
The three Sea Tea Pellets combined, erupting with pure and immense power. Three vortices expanded rapidly, then, under Lin Tian’s control, forcefully contracted and gathered together, compressed bit by bit. Soon, a new blade vortex appeared in his dantian.
“Ah!” Luoluo cried out in pain, then felt herself falling into a bottomless pit, vanishing without a sound.
Li Ze didn’t wish to make a fuss over the matter, for even the falsely accused party didn’t want any negative rumors to spread.
Another European powerhouse—the Southern King of Germany—was set to arrive at the Fire and Hammer Stadium to challenge Royal Seven Steel.
Li Ze, delighted, used his last chance for cultivation, but this time the effect was mediocre, improving only by two points.
With a flash of lightning around its silver humanoid form, it vanished instantly—wasn’t this the legendary Grand Displacement technique Sword-in-Arms had mentioned?
The space was filled with yellowish clouds, devoid of other students, and behind Xiao Hua, the palace gate he had just entered had already disappeared.
If the young master ran off to play football, Butcher He’s plan for early retirement would be greatly delayed.
Morita Shijo noticed that Echizen Kazuya seemed very happy upon hearing his name, which puzzled him. He wanted to inquire further, but the examiner, after calling out, led the group toward the entrance, leaving Morita with nothing but unanswered questions as he followed along.
Walking down the street, he found himself near the artificial lake beside the villa district, the moonlight shimmering on its surface. His mind wandered to memories of his previous life, including the approved leave to visit home before his final mission, and tears slipped from his eyes.