Volume One, Chapter 155: Victoria, You’re a Liar

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Jin Yao’s car was parked by the roadside—a black Bentley.

Long and boxy.

Nearly all his cars were of this style.

They were easy to recognize.

After hauling Jin Yao into the car, Shen Chaowu let out a long breath. She could pretend not to have heard the strange things he had said moments earlier. “You’re really heavy.”

She made her tone deliberately casual.

Jin Yao gazed intently at her face, then slowly lowered his eyelids.

This was not a quarrel during a court debate or a grand court assembly. The senior officials of the various ministries and bureaus had come to attend a high-level meeting, whose purpose was to solve problems. It was entirely different from an academic argument.

Wu Yunlin gathered the soldiers of the first battalion, distributed shovels and pickaxes, and first paced out the approximate area needed for a four-hundred-meter obstacle course. Then he assigned the soldiers one by one to the places where obstacles had to be built, and they began digging.

Lin Xu immediately fixed his gaze on the opened chest. The sight of it stirred a vague sense of familiarity in him.

After all, optimizing a formation often consumed an immense amount of time and resources. One might spend countless hours and years of effort on research, only to find in the end that it had all been for nothing.

Thinking this, Lin Chaoci lifted his teacup and calmly took a sip, waiting for noon to arrive. One way to suppress miasma was to use the fierce energy of the noonday sun to subdue that aura of death.

Even if Lin Hui possessed extraordinary abilities and surpassed Yang Ming by a level, Yang Ming had Liu Yinyin by the throat. Killing her would be effortless.

Some people could not bear that sort of environment and chose to sign up anyway, while others were even more terrified of facing the blood corpses and forced themselves to endure.

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Before he could say anything, however, he saw Biyao, tears in her eyes, throw herself into Wanrenwang’s arms. The words died in his throat at once, and the speech Wanrenwang had prepared was thrown into disarray as well.

Yang Rong, a man of considerable calculation, fell into deep thought. By contrast, Xie Jin, who seemed least connected to the matter, rolled his eyes and spoke first.

Luo Ran, however, was not afraid. His body was like a clever black cat, hiding in the blind spots of their vision as he swiftly drew near.

The sinister wind sweeping down the passage made Li Muy u shiver, and his body seemed to grow somewhat stiff. Although he could not see what was within that cold wind or in the passage beyond, he knew simply by thinking about it: they had come.

“To a place where your dreams will never awaken.” Li Yu stroked Adele’s smooth, flowing hair and smiled.

The reason Yutianming had undergone such a complete reversal was that, once Mister Yan had regained the nimbleness of his tongue, he explained the entire chain of events clearly.

Li Muy u’s eyes were wide open, yet there was not the slightest focus in them. He stared blankly at the ceiling, while his expression grew increasingly twisted. Anyone could see the torment raging within him.

Xia Fanchen’s face was expressionless, while flames continued to gather in his palm. Those below the platform no longer had the slightest doubt about the power of the attack in that hand. They could all sense the dangerous aura emanating from it.

A short while later, Puxian and Guanyin arrived before Aoyu. Looking at Aoyu seated high upon the throne, Puxian spoke respectfully.

The bandits said nothing more. They merely ordered He Weipeng to untie everyone, which left them all somewhat perplexed.

The Mysterious Immortal Manor seemed extraordinarily formidable. It even possessed a remnant realm of its own, and that realm was more complete than Tianyuan City’s Tianyuan Remnant Realm. Though it too was damaged, it was far better preserved—and seemingly much larger. It appeared that the Mysterious Immortal Manor was stronger than either the Immortal Cultivation Alliance or the Dao Cultivation Alliance.

Seeing that Daniu seemed truly to understand what he meant, Li Yu withdrew his imposing air and returned to his former manner. There were many things that could not be conveyed through words alone, especially when teaching a disciple. No matter how well one explained, it could never compare with allowing the disciple to experience something personally; that lesson would sink in far more deeply.

After becoming thoroughly demonized, Cangtian’s Star-Absorbing Technique had transformed into the Heaven-Devouring Technique. This was the supreme demonic art of the Heavenly Dao’s incarnation, Devour Heaven. Once unleashed, it could swallow even the heavens and earth, refining all things within existence.

Two sparrows resting in the grass by the roadside were startled awake by the sound of hooves. They flapped over the passengers’ heads and vanished into another patch of grass.

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“No, you eat too.” Fang Ruxi looked at the food held to her lips, opened her mouth, then scratched her forehead awkwardly and tactfully declined to let him feed her again.

Afterward, Zheng Zhong first swept over the pill fire with his divine sense, then examined it once more with the Purple Nether Dharma Eye. Only then did he feel reassured enough to draw the pill fire into his abdomen.

Just as Cullen was preparing to accept the fact that Snow White was dead, he saw a Chinese man in a snowbound village in the mountains of Norway.

“Peng’er, you!” Trapped within the black lotus, Peacock knew that the Great Peng had deceived him and trembled with rage from head to toe.

The instant the immortal corpse appeared, two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Blood Yin Sect simultaneously waved their hands. Four palms thrust violently forward, sending four streaks of white light into the immortal corpse. The two men then yanked sharply. Two glittering, diamond-shaped talismans slowly emerged from the corpse along the white light, and the cultivators immediately tucked them into their robes.

Xuan Chenhao was just about to suggest suspending the meeting—it clearly could not continue—when the phone lying beside him on the conference table, set to silent mode with its screen dark, suddenly lit up.

Yet Ye Qian’s lips grew paler and paler until every trace of color had vanished, white as winter snow. The face beneath her mask turned deathly pale as well. Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, and her body trembled violently.

Then a thought suddenly struck him: “It was Liu Qianqiu who killed Wu Xin. Liu Qianqiu was also the one who separated Shangguan Rou from me. Our enemy is Liu Qianqiu. It was him—it was him—it was him who caused their deaths.” The fury seized his heart all at once. His throat gave a harsh croak, and he fainted.

Yan Hao put away the Bloodthirsty Trident and began gathering energy with both hands. Wisps of black air slowly converged, forming an enormous black sphere. The instant it took shape, I felt countless evil thoughts gathering within it, while cries of slaughter, wails, and sobs filled my ears...

Seeing that she did not move, Ning Xizhou thought for a moment, released her hand, and entered the bedroom openly.

However, what Wei Wucai meant by saying that he had “run into her” was simply that, after Yan Zhiqing came out, he had trapped her right in front of the door.

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