Chapter 27: Fighting Poison with Poison

Again? Will this ever end?

Xia Qiqi couldn’t help but roll her eyes toward the heavens. Damn it all! She had been starving for two full days and nights. Ever since she transmigrated here following her sudden death, the first word she had learned to define her existence was "hunger." And to this very moment, she was still hungry. If the hunger weren't enough, there were constant death threats. She had narrowly escaped being silenced, was assassinated on the road, and was perpetually being hunted.

"That's right, she is here at my invitation; you are not to drive her away," Jue Zhiyuan said, stepping in front of Fan Xixi to shield her.

The President instinctively refused. While the issue of mutants was a source of great contention worldwide, public opinion within the country had recently shifted toward accepting them. For the past three days, they hadn't eaten a proper meal or enjoyed a decent night's sleep, as they had been relentlessly pursued by this giant spider.

Wang Guixiang was both shocked and furious. She stiffened her neck, itching to give the brainless and short-sighted Liu Aihua a piece of her mind and force her to submit. Although he hadn't yet tested just how much damage his new ability could withstand, it was clearly more than enough to handle the current situation.

"His father visited you at the detention center? How is it that I never heard of this?" Jue Zhiyuan looked at Fan Xixi in astonishment; she had never mentioned this to him.

If you were on an island, it might be one thing, but fighting at sea—aren't you afraid I'll use the ocean against you?

Mother had gone to rescue someone, and Father had gone to find Mother. It wouldn't be right for him to go chasing after them now; he might as well stay here and play by himself.

Liu Aihua paced back and forth in the hospital corridor, lamenting how miserable the life of a designer like Qiqi truly was. Just as he was feeling most at ease, the butler, Old Ye, knocked softly on the door and entered with a grave expression, reporting that Princess Yumeng had sent someone to brief the master on certain matters.

As he finished speaking, everyone raised their glasses. Suddenly, one person interjected, "Wait. Great Sage, you are mistaken."

The cave they found was in an excellent location, well-hidden from enemies. With the camouflage they had set up outside, it was nearly impossible to spot even if one walked right up to it. Dong Changming felt secure enough to fall asleep without even setting a guard.

On the quiet road, a series of light, rhythmic footsteps suddenly echoed. Under the moonlight, a young man in casual white clothes, his T-shirt stained with grime, leapt out from the woods. His tousled hair shimmered in the lunar glow, lending him an air of inexplicable mystery.

About five minutes later, the Li Yongpeng brothers returned and briefed the group on the situation ahead. After a quick discussion, they concluded it wasn't a trap. Realizing there was another opportunity to strike from the shadows and gain an advantage, everyone grew excited.

If this skill couldn't be upgraded and merely burned a portion of one’s internal energy, it would become completely useless once the magic-based professions reached higher levels and possessed more abundant energy reserves.

Just as Emperor Gu was about to fly into a rage and order Liu Wei dragged out to be executed, Liu Wei spoke once more.

The area where the two sides clashed was riddled with spatial collapses—a phenomenon that occurred when energy levels exceeded the limits of the natural laws. But now, with the peak Saint-level formation laid down by Qin Yu, the situation was entirely different.

Thus, like the eight characters inscribed on his sword, "Traversing the world, seeking only a single defeat," he was the embodiment of loneliness, standing at a height where the air was too cold to bear, bereft of any true rival. At that moment, not daring to hesitate for a second, he promptly produced the Nine-Leaf Durian and handed it to Lin Fan.

Before long, steaming hot dishes were brought to the table. Li Yan watched them quietly, almost woodenly, until Shi Mengmeng called out to him. He furrowed his brows, hesitated for a moment, then walked over to the table and sat down.

"You must know that in my service, I do not judge you by what you say, but by what you do. Meizhou occupies a unique position now; since that is the case, why not do something unique to show the world?" Zhao Yuan said with a smile.