Chapter 60: The Audience Loves It, So He Broadcasts It!

Yu Ze's camera aimed directly at the warehouse and the packing area, bringing the mountain-like piles of express packages right into the view of the livestream audience.

"Gosh! So many packages."

"I know this shop, their items are quite expensive!"

"That's totally normal! Some people ordered two items here."

"I have three! A facial mask add-on, drinks and desserts, plus shampoo. I bought them in three separate orders because I was too lazy to combine them."

"Yu's Grocery Store"

"Wuer." Star Soul felt a slight pang in his heart, yet in the end, he only let out a soft sigh before reaching out to gently embrace Qing Wu.

Patrolling to the former site of the Mohist branch altar, near the entrance and exit where the Grandmaster used to live, Zhuangzi suddenly realized that someone was approaching.

Everyone present watched with their own eyes as the massive tree branch, bit by bit, smashed the seven members of the Star Path along with Lu Yiming deep into the earth.

He Ming had never really intended for anyone to believe this matter; speaking of it now was merely his own speculation based on some bits of knowledge he happened to know.

"Brother Yang, I heard a few days ago that someone ran into a headless ghost around here. Have you heard about that?" Mo Qingqing asked abruptly.

Then, walking up to the desk and leaning over the computer keyboard to tap away for a moment, the Yinglong projector suspended from the ceiling cast a beam of light onto one of the walls.

From Xuan Yuanjue's sword technique, he could tell that the opponent's strength likely already surpassed the Innate Realm.

Stimulated by this, the rest of the Monarchs simultaneously released their auras. Instantly, an oppressive force filled the entire underground space, making it hard for anyone to breathe.

"Which senior monster are you in disguise?" Granny Ghost-Face retreated rapidly toward the inn entrance, asking in a hoarse voice tinged with a trace of fear. Should she find the situation unfavorable, she would hesitate not a second to flee immediately.

This time, Ye Ran remained silent. He didn't speak the words: Mo Yan, can you truly not feel the trace of unknown emotion hidden within your murderous intent toward Wuyou? And Jing Mo, if Wuyou were to truly die by your hand, do you think there would still be any possibility between you and your Mo'er in this lifetime?

The black pool below was still changing, and those three pillars finally began to sink into the depths. However, the surrounding black pool water was now churning unceasingly, bowl-sized bubbles rising only to burst immediately. If not for the lack of heat radiating from the pool surface, I would have almost thought the black pool was boiling.

With a shift of his figure, Qin Tianjue opened his eyes again to find himself presumably inside a cave, where the vital energy of heaven and earth was extremely dense, rivaling even Red Mountain.

Therefore, rather than charging forward to engage in hand-to-hand combat, the decisive duel between the two of them led them to instinctively distance themselves, intending to claim victory using their most proficient hidden weapons.

From a thousand miles away, a bloody beam of light pierced through the void, nimble as a startled dragon, slashing across the darkness. Its sharp tip pierced people's hearts as if carrying an overwhelming tempest before it as an omen.

The next day, after Qin Tianjue woke up, disciples immediately brought him a brand-new Protector robe and a Red Mountain Realm Protector token, which already bore two million battle merits.

Now equipped with a cart, Tao Xiangru found taking care of the children much easier, and the look she gave Su Wannian grew even more affectionate.

The young man of the Jackal-wolf clan, holding a gaze full of hope, failed to see the figure he longed for, finding only a canopy of empty green leaves and the indifferent heavens. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed; his life was nearing its end.

"I, I..." Everyone shifted their gaze toward Jia Xu, whose speech became slurred under the immense psychological pressure.

The imperial palace's dungeon did not house many people, so it was relatively clean and dry, free of any moldy or foul odors. With the recent arrival of a new occupant, there was merely a hint of fresh blood in the air, but no stench of decay yet.

Indeed, he had once said that he would submit if Yang Yi could return, but everyone present knew just how difficult it was to survive under the hands of the four formidable figures led by the Tiger-Camel Venerable. That was precisely why he had made such a remark jokingly earlier.