Chapter 50: Undercurrents and Startling Swans

"Indeed, those are the exact words I would use. I hope you will not disappoint me." Not far away, Xia Tong spoke, his tone exceptionally indifferent.

However, upon resuming control of the array, he retrieved a vibrant red pill from his storage ring.

"Middle divine-grade, teleportation! Not only can I teleport now, but I can also project my true qi outward to form a protective barrier!" Seeing that Wang Yue was ignoring him, Piggy felt suffocated with frustration and continued to shout at Wang Yue.

"Senior brother, are you really stripped of all weapons?" Zhao Xi'er immediately executed the tempering Iron Cloth Shirt technique, stubbornly blocking the shovel swung by Shihuai.

With a bizarre laugh, the Four-Eyed Demon Monarch finished speaking, and Tang Lichen immediately sensed a Martial Monarch-level perception scanning over them without the slightest concealment. The Four-Eyed Demon Monarch's choice to watch the show openly rather than participate displayed a shamelessness that left the three demon kings quite helpless.

Noticing Shui Qianchen's gaze, Han Bing turned his head toward the young master of the Shui family, smiled faintly, and spoke.

Naturally, for a cultivator of Ye Chen's level, those trinkets were far too low-grade. What Ye Chen desired, of course, were the soul stones required to forge the Nine Dragons Soul Ring.

"There are only two matches left. Everyone, stay steady, we must win!" Wang Yue smiled, her eyes sparkling brightly.

Chang Weibao was still struggling internally; for him, making this decision was truly too difficult.

Tang Lichen, who was closest to this person, could deeply feel the powerful and bizarre heavenly energy within the other's body. Although this person's aura had not reached the peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm, the sense of danger he imparted to Tang Lichen far surpassed that of the three peak directors of the Crane Snow Palace.

"Good! Go arrange this matter! This involves a three-billion-dollar business! Don't mess it up!" Yu Qinglong hardened his heart and smiled hideously, already plotting to include Chen Fei of the Flying Tiger Gang in his plans.

Now several of them began to ponder how to ascend. Using a rope was by no means a bad idea, but doing so lacked safety—what if the blood demon suddenly struck? Furthermore, what if there were hidden dangers inside? All these factors had to be considered in advance.

"We are all here tonight to celebrate our godfather's birthday! It's nothing illegal, even the police can't do a thing to us! Brothers, make sure you enjoy yourselves to the fullest tonight!" Lei Pili shouted loudly.

Upon seeing that their father was not in the temple, they went to the seashore to search. Sure enough, they discovered two creatures resembling long serpents in the sea, engaged in a fierce battle. One had a cinnabar-red crown on its head, while the other sported a cyan-green one.

Zhang Donghai picked up the black dog, placed it beneath a landscape tree, and then leaped several times to reach the roof of Bureau Chief Zhang's house. Peering through the window, he saw Zhao Qiaozhen's father kneeling on the ground while Bureau Chief Zhang sat like a warlord on the sofa, with no one helping Zhao Qiaozhen's father up.

Instantly transforming into a red-crowned mountain pheasant, it flapped its wings and lunged forward, engaging the blue snake in combat with its sharp beak and claws.

Zhang Donghai fetched needle and thread, then skillfully performed the sutures. Once completed, he picked up the scalpel, made a gentle incision at the base of another fleshy bamboo shoot, and used tweezers to extract a silicone prosthesis.

Having eaten and drunk their fill, Lin Yumeng and Han Bing returned to their chambers and spent an intimate night together. Early the next morning, Lin Yumeng handed half of the array-forming materials to Han Bing, keeping the other half for herself, and suggested that Han Bing travel with Xing Xing so that if they encountered any arrays, Xing Xing would be available to handle them.

Wu Peng hurriedly brought over a prepared bowl of hot ginger soup and had Yu Bo drink it to dispel the inner chill.

Although this was Xiliang, a paradise for cavalry, players who had actually witnessed cavalry were exceedingly rare.

"Alright then! Hehe, it's been over a full year since I last killed players from other server regions, and my hands are getting quite itchy," Mo Ming's Zai Ge chimed in immediately.

Mima whined and protested, "If you don't come today, you aren't allowed in for the entire year!" accompanied by an indescribable, teasing chuckle.

"But First Elder Zhang Yuan is already at the peak of the Innate Realm. Can that Innate expert Ye Nan defeat him?" a branch leader asked doubtfully.

"It's four jade slips." Beyond surprised, Chu Yunlei swept her divine sense into them and discovered that they recorded an advanced spell called the Great Astral Net Art. Because it was exceedingly complex, it actually occupied four jade slips.

"A weapon, plus at least one piece of armor for both offensive and defensive ordinary body parts. Only then will I have over an eighty percent chance of clearing this tier-four legendary advancement quest in one go," Wang Shaoqing replied after a moment of thought.

Hosting guests with Morning Dew or Flowing Fire had also become the most common practice among the wealthy over the past year or so; it was not only a matter of etiquette, but also a reflection of prestige and status.

"Damn it! Who is it again?" The scarred leader's face turned red with fury as he glared angrily at his subordinate dark elves.

If he were to write such grandiose principles into a family precept to educate his descendants, it would still carry some persuasive weight. Using it to bargain with me, however, felt rather incongruous, leaving Chen Wanrong quite astonished.

In truth, he was simply this willful and arrogant megalomaniac, believing he could keep every single situation entirely under his control.

The three inner palace guards standing behind Song Ming flashed cold gazes simultaneously. The moment the Medicine Valley people made a move, they would instantly join the battle and slay the Medicine King.

"What do you want to ask? Are you asking why I struck so heavily and wanted to take Li Xuanxuan's life?" Lin Wangwan raised an eyebrow, gazing at the reporter.

The old master stopped dwelling on the topic and instead brought up the matter of Fu Xuyao inviting them over this time.

Tang Tang was pulled forcefully by her, causing the items in her hands to drop to the floor once more. The sound startled the colleagues in the office area who were close at hand.