Chapter 27: Finally, a Fish Is About to Take the Bait! (Please cast your monthly votes!)

"Little Mint, say a few more words! Don't just keep going 'guang guang,' what is that supposed to mean?"

Seeing it continue to chatter on with its "guang guang" sounds, Gu Xiaomai asked the morning glory beside it, "Qianqian, you tell me, what does Little Mint mean?"

[Dummy.]

Gu Xiaomai pinched the morning glory's leaf, threatening it with zero actual intimidation, "Who's a dummy?!"

Hmph! She was certainly not a dummy!

[Sun. Blocking the light.]

Gu Xiaomai: ...

After all, when it came to heinous crimes, the Overlord's actions truly filled them with boundless rage.

The disciples gathered outside the great hall stepped aside one after another, their eyes filled with reverence and envy.

With a flash of movement, a figure darted over, using magic to lock onto the seemingly ordinary object buried underground. Amidst the roiling demonic flames, a square stone box, one foot in size, rose from the depths of the earth. The box was adorned with ancient reliefs, and pure Buddhist energy surged between its carvings, forming a solid seal.

"Yes, I can understand you. In fact, we are all victims of such persecution, our hearts full of expectations only to be deceived by the government's flowery words. That is the problem with this country. Was it the army?" Dutch nodded in agreement.

After the flames consumed the wood, only dark red embers and thick black smoke remained. This was a village of the Southern Barbarian tribe, now abandoned and ruined. The fire had swallowed the collapsed houses one by one, and amidst the scorched stench, the air was thick with the deep, heavy scent of blood.

Luo Chen was also worried he would have no chance to repay Jiang Chen. Since Jiang Chen was going to handle some business and might need his help, he agreed without hesitation.

All eight arenas were put into use, and the first round of trials had begun. At this moment, many disciples participating in the grand competition were fighting fiercely on the stages. Although the Qingyun Sect had many young talents, those who far surpassed their peers like Qi Hao were still in the minority; for most disciples, the difference in cultivation was no more than a level or two.

The afternoon exam was simply too easy for Maomao; she finished with a perfect score with zero effort.

Su Mo wrapped her arms around Mo Fei's neck, sobbed once, and said gently, "It's alright, Brother Sanha."

Seeing this, Su Yue was speechless. He hadn't expected that even evil spirits knew how to gang up on someone now.

Hearing this, Si Jiu was instantly torn between laughter and tears. Although he knew Ning Yuan wasn't telling the whole truth, he also knew it must have something to do with her past life.

From this perspective, the ability "Eye of the Night" might still have some connection to the eyes.

Meanwhile, in the north of the continent, within the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, Dar'Khan Drathir, having just emerged from the Amani tombs, was currently buried in his magic laboratory, delving into the necromancy he had acquired from the ruins.

At this time, an arrow-guard commander came to report that the grave had been dug. Upon hearing this, Chang Qingqing tucked the Pharmacopoeia into her bosom, went into a bamboo hut to find incense, and set off with Luo Hanshui and the others toward the burial site.

From Zhao Yongan's reaction, Xiao Muyun already knew that Luo Hanshui was in mortal danger, but fearing that it would cause Yan Shi and Luo Mingzhu grief, he first inquired about the whereabouts of Chu Nanfeng.

Some had planned to travel to distant places with friends, some planned to visit their long-distance lovers for a seven-day-and-seven-night reunion, while others just wanted to stay home or were forced to stay home due to a lack of money.

The mathematics test papers, smelling of printer ink, were handed out, along with scratch paper as white as snow.

As the top-tier contracted manager at Tianwang Entertainment, Xiao Yanhong was respectfully addressed as "Sister Hong" by many of her peers in the industry.

At this moment, because the chest armor of the armored beast was gone, its entire chest was exposed to the air. If any attacks landed on its chest next...

One small mistake could cost her her life, and she didn't want to die so young; no matter how she calculated it, this lifetime was a good deal.

Jiang De looked toward the direction of Mount Wutai. The master on that mountain was, strictly speaking, his own grandmaster. Perhaps this was fate. Lu Da had arrived at Mount Wutai half a year early; he wondered if the subsequent plot points would also be brought forward.