Chapter Fifty-Four: The Whole Story of the Incident

“At present, there’s no way for you to leave entirely, but wouldn’t you like to send a split incarnation out to see the world?” Jiang Wangshu’s words suddenly enlightened Lan Shanlai. “That’s right! You’re perfect to be my avatar.”

A blazing gaze pressed down, so intense it seemed about to strip her soul away and seize her body. Jiang Wangshu sensed danger, crossed her hands, and hurriedly shook her head. “If you go out, you’ll need to earn money, obey the law, and you can’t fly around recklessly.”

Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a jade handkerchief at all—more like a map, marked with numerous arrows.

“Enough, you all know the temperament of these two. Let this matter rest here!” The speaker was the same person who’d just received Wei Yan and Yuan Sanhu—the current master of the Flying Mist Sect, Carefree Master.

“No, I won’t leave. I must kill him. That bastard destroyed my base. Use that thing—I’ll kill him. So what if he’s a super divine beast? When we created Super Dream, we secretly prepared something to deal with him in case he lost control. Use it, and kill Lugia.”

Only by gathering the army could this threat be eliminated. Unfortunately, the general would never suspect that this was not reinforcement from the empire, but rather the empire’s enemy.

Lin Xifan and Fang Ru went shopping and bought heaps of things. Fang Ru’s monthly salary was too meager for her to ever consider spending money on herself, but Lin Xifan insisted on buying her piles of clothes. If the time hadn’t run out, Lin Xifan might have emptied the entire mall.

“Hmph, what so-called Number One Manor under Heaven—it’s nothing but a fancy pillow, all talk and no substance.” Qing He’s clear voice rang out, deliberately loud so everyone could hear.

“No…” Mu Qing glanced at Dantai Mingyue in surprise, parted his lips to ask, but hesitated, feeling it would be disrespectful.

Dantai Mingyue stubbornly stared at him. She had always wanted to find a chance to confess to Chen Xu, but no matter what she did, Chen Xu openly or subtly rejected her, leaving her helpless.

“Execute!” Liu Hao pointed, and within the Immortal Execution Sword Array, boundless chaotic sword energy surged upward like a vast river, sweeping through the Celestial River and utterly destroying it.

“My lord, the Silver-Yellow Fruit is extremely important to us. Should we simply station someone there?” Temptation Angel Irene pondered, then spoke.

Parliament Hill was not a mountain but a city—the largest city in the Hundred Nations Federation, and also its greatest hub for trade. It was where the Federation’s parliament was located.

Watching Gu Hanshi smoke, he felt the urge himself, lit a cigarette, and the two men faced each other in silence amid swirling smoke.

Jiang Huai narrowed his eyes, knowing the visitor came with ill intent. The Snake Scale Inkstone must be inside, so rather than waiting for trouble, he decided to enter first and join the search.

As things unfolded, San Shao stopped visiting Lin Xiao’s racetrack, claiming he didn’t want Liu Chuan and the others to influence his ambition and drive for success.

His hair, specially styled for the date, was completely ruined by his rapid movement.

Wen Liang was confused for a moment, but soon understood Zhao Xiaodong’s intention. He must have noticed her clothes hadn’t changed—they were still the same outfit from yesterday.

I summoned my Flame Warhorse. As a celestial-tier pet, the White Tiger immediately showed signs of fear. Fortunately, my rapport with Orange was high enough; otherwise, the White Tiger would surely have knelt in terror.

The biting force of the wights’ jaw muscles was extremely strong—they could even crush the toughest hind leg tendons of a stag. If not for the bearskin cloak’s thickness, he wouldn’t dare let the thin hard armor endure the wight’s teeth.

A surge of intense pain flooded his mind. If Song Shicheng hadn’t mastered the Spiral of Qi, transforming his body and strengthening his vitality, he would have died from that single punch.