Chapter 30: Nothing is a Coincidence

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“What? What did you say?”

Su Qianxue completely lost her composure.

Chen Xing said calmly, “Since you said Huanhuan is under your care and that I have no business interfering, then I can tell the doctor there’s no problem—but you’ll have to pay.”

“The consultation fee!”

……

Everyone knew this was the only way forward, so they quickly split into three exploration teams of two.

The flowers in the courtyard had bloomed even more brilliantly, but sadly, no matter how beautiful they were, they could not hold spring back.

With a wave of his hand, the pressure bearing down on White Flood Dragon vanished completely. He transformed back into a half-human form, rose shakily to his feet, and stared at Chu Qingtian with a dry mouth and parched throat.

Just like veteran soldiers training recruits, an exceptionally powerful army had already taken shape.

The eyes of nearly the entire human race were fixed on the Nether Nest in the New American Continent. Some reckless humans even flew around its perimeter, attempting to record this historic moment.

“Brother, why haven’t I sensed any trace of you in my mind during these past twenty years?” This was indeed the question I wanted to ask. No matter how well he concealed himself, it was impossible for me to remain completely unaware forever.

Someone interrupted Kyoko every time she tried to reseal it. She had long since been driven half mad with frustration. After all, who could stand living like this every single day?

Then they would organize their forces, prepare for war, gather resources to upgrade the Mother Nest, and prepare to march on Mars, driving the Perseans completely out of the star system.

Seeing everyone’s questions—and especially noticing that even his own father was asking—Ximeng smiled before beginning his explanation.

“Whether it’s real or not, just go home and cook a fish yourselves. You’ll know after you taste it. But be careful of the bones. Don’t get so caught up in how delicious it is that one pricks your mouth.”

Ximeng spoke with a hint of playfulness.

It was precisely because he was so shrewd that he knew this truly had to be done personally.

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Fortunately, the Frost King reacted in time and froze this surge of energy, as well as his own evolution. Otherwise, things would have become troublesome.

On Monday, Yan Ning got up early and took the subway to the headquarters of Shengyi Group. Since she did not have an access card, she called the receptionist from the lobby on the first floor.

Therefore, to break through to the Fourth Tier, reaching the Fourth Tier in only one of the two energies—matter and spirit—was nowhere near enough.

After adding Zhen Kun as a friend, Yan Ning had not replied even once. Zhen Kun, meanwhile, kept talking to himself on the other end, carrying on a one-sided romance like a lunatic.

“Shut up!”

Xiao Linfeng had already been furious when Wang Hai called him “son,” though he had forcibly suppressed his anger. Now that Ji Changlin brought it up again, he instantly vented all his rage on him.

She did not possess the ability, nor did she have Qi Yue’s remarkable patience. She could not guarantee that adopting a child would allow her to provide the child with a proper education and the affection a mother ought to give.

The Heaven-grade expert tried to pull the long sword free, but in the next instant, Hong Ling’s long leg slammed into his chest.

Every profession feared inexperienced newcomers. Mo Fei had little experience with killing, so it would be best for him to watch first.

She had paid someone to help her obtain this job. Her main responsibility was to register the condition of the houses and the movement of residents in this urban village.

Although the laws of Heaven imposed restrictions, if one advanced to the Divine Ability Realm in an extremely short period of time, Heaven would not bring down a tribulation to force them to undergo ascension—as long as the process did not exceed the time it took to finish a cup of tea.

“I wonder whether I’ll ever have another chance to search for Wuchen in the cycle of reincarnation.” After a moment of sorrow, Lu Chenyuan continued.

Li Jinyu underwent the baptism of an enormous amount of true energy. Her meridians were cleansed and her body refined, becoming extraordinarily fair and tender as all the impurities within her were expelled.

The power produced by the gigantic shell was naturally astonishing. Everyone within the blast radius was blown to pieces before they even had a chance to react. The violent shock wave that followed spread an immense distance, sending nearby people flying with screams.

“Could it be that what I thought was the body of the sword isn’t the treasured sword itself? Just how thin must the actual sword be?”

A spark lit up in Lu Chenyuan’s eyes.

If the High Priest had not intervened to block his first wave of attacks, and if the subsequent offensive had not weakened while the Divine Alliance stabilized, the battle would have devolved into a tangled struggle, placing them at a severe disadvantage.

Still, it was understandable that these people knew nothing. The old steward of the Shangguan household had always been efficient and dependable. Emptying Yumin Court within a few days was entirely possible. Most likely, these people had simply been hiding together, and no one had dared go anywhere near Yumin Court.

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All his information came from the original plot and the manga. As for what secrets this real world might still conceal, he knew absolutely nothing.

On the one hand, he was not unaware of how hard his mother had worked. The reward had far exceeded expectations, so no matter how one looked at it, it was a good thing. Yet whenever he thought about how his younger brother and sister would be the ones to enjoy the benefits in the future, Qi Xingdou could not help feeling uncomfortable.

The person no one in the entire Qi family was willing to mention had nearly become engaged to Qi Xingyu. But forget it. As long as Song Nanpei treated his sister sincerely, Qi Xingyuan could not be bothered to wonder how their relationship had come to be.

Several dark-red sword auras filled the space around Zhao Yunxuan. Zhao Yunxuan himself seemed to have transformed into a razor-sharp sword. Whenever the flying swords shot toward him touched the sword auras surrounding his body, they all snapped into several pieces and fell to the ground.

“Interesting. Let me see what you, a winged snake, are really capable of!”

The Demonflame Giant Dragon spoke. Then it spread its wings and shot toward the Darkglow Feathered Serpent God, swinging its dragon claws to tear him apart.

He knew that Yinyi Zhi possessed the power to support the heavens and span the seas, but whenever he saw those pitch-black pupils, he could not shake the ominous feeling rising within him.

A few days earlier, Liaoliao Payments had launched a lottery event, distributing a large number of offline mobile-payment red packets.

Also fighting on the lowest level of the aerial carrier were Thor and the enraged Hulk. The two were locked in a furious battle and had no time at all to concern themselves with Qiao Lü and Black Dwarf, who had fallen from above.

She—or rather, he—wore an unmistakable look of melancholy, along with an appearance so pitiful that anyone would feel sympathy at the sight of him.

A childish voice reached Xuan Chen’s ears. Xuan Chen glanced toward one of the private rooms, then lifted the door curtain and walked inside.

The pungent smell made Zhou Kang cough repeatedly, but his knees seemed rooted to the floor, and he could not stand up at all.

Yet during the sixty-second performance, Peng Yujie’s state of mind underwent a completely new transformation—from concentrating with bated breath at the beginning and shutting out her hearing, to becoming utterly immersed and unable to pull herself away.

“Brother! You handed the meteoric iron to this young lady. Aren’t you afraid she’ll attract unwanted attention?”

Yun Feiyang spoke.

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