Volume 1, Chapter 62: Another Earthquake

"Rumble—!"

Just as everyone was chatting idly, a deafening sound suddenly echoed through the air.

Not only that, but the entire ground began to shake violently.

The tremor was so severe that it knocked all of them off their feet.

"Ah—Ye Feng—Save me—!"

Because they were standing near the edge of the cave entrance, the sudden earthquake caused Lin Yao, who was standing right at the outermost edge, to lose her balance amidst the intense shaking and tumble directly downward.

The height from their location down to the ground was about four or five meters. While falling down wouldn't be life-threatening, it would undoubtedly hurt intensely.

In a worst-case scenario, it could easily result in broken bones.

In the nick of time......

Wang Qinglian let out a long breath. At this moment, his flushed complexion gradually returned to normal, and his previously frantic movements ceased, as if everything that had just happened was merely the result of chaotic internal circulation of vital energy and blood.

As Bailing Long led her group forward, she used sound-attribute magic to probe ahead, but because the sounds of dozens of people fighting were utterly chaotic, she could not hear anything clearly.

With that, they obeyed orders unconditionally. Since they had already decided to look up to Mu Zi as their leader and recognized his command and leadership, they would unconditionally obey any order he issued.

Herbs aged decades or even centuries were countless, and the mystical energy contained within them was exceedingly abundant.

Ming Liucheng answered Luo Baozhu's call as he gradually drove further away. Luo Baozhu was currently at home, having prepared everything she needed, waiting solely for Ming Liucheng's arrival.

His expression was very poor. He breathed slowly at this moment, his body trembling as if struck by lightning, as he gradually dispersed the gathered vital energy and blood.

As for Curly-Hair, he was likely protected far too well. Having never felt the heavy burden that weighed upon Gamo, he lived his life in blissful ignorance.

Tiantong saw all his hard work. Although his innate talent was not high, Tiantong gradually came to accept this eldest disciple who was a full ten years older than himself.

Walking over, he saw that the young girl remained just as she had been a moment ago, motionless without even blinking her eyes.

Therefore, according to their theories, the sky over the ocean should be lower than the sky over the land. For this reason, many people gave up exploring the distant horizons and instead chose to look upward, attempting to find the edge of the sky.

Jiang Xiaohan turned his head to look at the door of the inner chamber, his hand resting casually on the back of the chair as he pondered something.

The figures of You'an Xue and You'an Jue were directly blasted out from the flames. A wave of scorching heat had already intercepted the flames of the Ice Phoenix phenomenon, and this intense heat began to slowly refine along the frozen flames of the ice phoenix.

Sheng Dengfeng, Sheng Xinrui, Ye Ziqing, and Ming Yu followed closely behind at a distance of a hundred paces.

Right in the center of the grand hall stood a coffin crafted entirely from countless top-grade spirit stones, surrounded by all sorts of glittering treasures.

While Ye Xuecheng was cutting down a few rare Blood Phoenix Trees, a four-armed golden ape suddenly leapt out from the dense forest. This four-armed golden ape was about five zhang tall, its golden fur gleaming like golden flames and radiating a dazzling golden light as it fiercely lunged at Ye Xuecheng.

However, what made Shi An'an feel uneasy was that Shi Fei did not make any extra demands of her.

Jiang Wuxin possessed a tall and graceful figure. Her icy blue gown, made of the finest silk and embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns along the snowy white borders, complemented the suet white jade hairpin in her hair.

She was just about to give a lukewarm refusal to An Mingluo—after all, she had already made up her mind to leave with Rong Lingyi tomorrow.

"What made you think of coming over? Is there something the matter?" Madam Rong's expression had completely returned to normal as she casually used a tissue to wipe away the tear stains on her face.

Just as Wandu was lost in a slight daze, the half-eaten ice cream in her hand was taken away by someone. Cool fingertips brushed across her palm, leaving a tingling, numb sensation.

"Why must the Benefactor be so modest? You are currently the youngest quasi-emperor, so naturally you have extraordinary qualities. This old monk wouldn't dare to compare himself with you," Bodhi尊者 (Venerable Bodhi) smiled and said.

In the back-and-forth skirmishes, Tong Tian's kill count grew increasingly higher. Often, other players hadn't even realized what was happening before someone beside them dropped dead. Moreover, Tong Tian had a sharp eye, specifically targeting squishy players to ensure his combo could instantly obliterate them.

He calmed himself down. Even though this was the River of Time, he dared not step into it lightly, especially with so many people around him.

Without waiting for him to make any reaction, I immediately captured his mind with the Soul-Catching Technique. Knowing how slippery he was, ordinary questioning would never pry out the truth. I didn't want to waste time and wanted to find out his origins immediately.

If you win, you instantly become a tycoon. If you lose, quite a few of them might just commit suicide, right? Dian Feng thought with a jocular smirk.

Instead, the second aunt who opened the door was wearing a beige-colored form-fitting outfit and looked quite dignified. She voluntarily yielded the seat she had just left, sat down next to the buck-toothed fourth aunt, and pulled out a cigarette to smoke between two fingers, exhaling boundless loneliness.

As the Yin energy around the malevolent ghost grew increasingly dense, more and more Yin energy gathered on the raised skeleton arm, eventually sprouting tendons and flesh. In less than a moment, it transformed into a solid, muscular black arm, except that the fingernails were about a dozen centimeters long.

What Tong Tian did not know was that the more he bought, the more alarmed the foreigners around him became. The reason he hadn't made a move earlier was simply out of fear that after buying these items, he wouldn't have enough money left to compete with Caesar.

Afterward, Ling Feng's renovation project lasted for a month. Designed and planned by him with the Sea Clan members bringing it to life, the cooperation between the two sides went very smoothly, completely revamping all the light screens throughout the underwater city.

"Long Tian, you just said you wanted me to represent the Crown Prince and told me to interact more. There are two princesses present—why did you only single me out?" Xue Rou stared at Ling Feng and asked.

The welcome celebration lasted for about the time it took to brew a cup of tea as the carriages slowly rolled forward, entering the city of Luoyang.

To make the settlement feel more like a commercial guild, the characters "Yuanqi Commercial Guild" were embroidered on the chest of every garment, along with the guild's emblem—a colorful umbrella.

Yet what slightly surprised him was that as the class went deeper, Han晓芸 (Han Xiaoyun) showed no intention of making things difficult for him at all. Although her gaze still swept over his direction from time to time, she never asked him any more questions.

"That... that was something I picked up by accident..." Wu Qi stammered incoherently. Even if it was picked up, carrying it close to your chest was utterly disgraceful. However, who would believe that he picked it up—given his reputation?