Volume 1, Chapter 47: Joining the Cleaners

The curator took one look at Wang Wei’s expression and asked Tingting to step aside for a moment, indicating that he wished to speak with Wang Wei in private.

Naturally, I was not going to sit around either. I directly followed the path along which Zhou Feng had pursued earlier, walking straight ahead. The incense stick in my hand was still emitting a thin wisp of blue smoke, but the moment I stepped across that dilapidated threshold, the incense abruptly went out.

After eating two pieces of roasted meat, Lin Xian finally remembered Vynia and hastily picked up another piece to hand over.

The snow was quite deep indeed. It remained a mystery how these wolves managed to survive and still move about freely across this snowy terrain.

Dong Chengzuo’s intentions likely represented Dong You’s desires as well, yet by this point, he truly found it difficult to fathom what was on Dong You’s mind.

Doctor, the prop master, clutched the door frame in disbelief. "This is bad, this is bad." His fingers dug into the wooden door, and blood was already seeping out.

"Come on, let's go to our news department. This time I'm going to interview the two of you properly. Tell us about your past, your skills, and your ideals," Angel said.

The reason he did not kill these people was, firstly, that they had not disgusted him to the point of deserving death, and secondly, to leave a living witness behind to spread the deeds of "Lin Feng, the successor of the ruthless one."

Even so, Zhang Fengyun knew that the strong had far more choices when facing this world.

However, this was only one piece of bad news. When he learned that General Bi had also been murdered inside the tavern, he flew into a complete rage and felt a vague sense of panic creeping over him.

Wherever there are people, conflicts arise. The current councilors held massive divergences regarding the future direction of the grand duchy, causing them to spontaneously split into two factions that sat grouped together separately.

Seeing no advantage to be gained, Shen Longxuan whirled around and charged toward the seal, breaking out of the Sea of Life under the pursuit of the four Martial God realm experts.

He certainly did not refuse having more power at his disposal, but for Zhou Yang during the third trial world, the strength of a Green-Eyed Zombie could still be considered a tremendously powerful asset.

Fortunately, he remembered his stepmother’s advice—to protect his face above all else no matter what—which allowed him to cover up in time and avoid getting scratched.

"Rest assured! With Brother Mu’s strength, nothing will go wrong! It’s just that this time we failed to achieve our expected goal. The master of this Chaotic Spirit Eye is an absolute unknown; among the brilliant experts in the Vermilion Bird Dojo, there are only a few who match the description, yet none of them quite fit!" Baili Yiming said with a puzzled expression.

Tony gently swirled his wine glass, watching the amber liquid sway softly within, shimmering with a charming luster under the refraction of the light.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" All three ancestors abruptly spewed a mouthful of vital blood. Having suffered severe vibration injuries, their auras instantly withered.

"I won't let you get anywhere near her." Dou Dong walked with a brisk, wind-swept stride, carrying an air of absolute finality.

Marshal Lanfield closely observed the emperor’s actions. Although this hard-hearted monarch possessed an iron will, he also harbored a tender maternal affection. It was only human nature to weep bitterly over the loss of a child, something inescapable for anyone.

The phantom didn't even spare the master of the Supreme Void Sect a glance, but instead swaggered up to sit upon the throne. Holding a feather fan in his hand, he fanned himself slowly, wearing a leisurely and contented expression.

"The Xuantian Sect! Damn it, I won't let you off easily... I will never let you off!" While Ruan Wei was conversing with Elder Tianchen, Ruan Shi was secretly harboring vicious thoughts.

Seeing the old man walk out, Ziyun didn't bother with pleasantries and asked directly, "Can you teleport?" Immediately, he chuckled at himself; had the man been able to teleport, he would have fled long ago. The only reason he surrendered without a fight was because he recognized Ziyun could teleport and must be a master-level figure beyond resistance. Any attempt to resist might have caused damage to the academy.

The Supreme Celestial Master wielded a peach wood sword and burned talisman papers for three full days before declaring: "The ghost-face sores on His Majesty's body are caused by the resentment of the border soldiers. As long as the chief culprit confesses and the soul of Governor Gu is summoned to appease the soldiers' grievances, His Majesty will surely recover fully."

Ye Feng squatted down, burying his head in his hands, on the verge of a breakdown. Having gone through untold hardships to find this place, it turned out to be nothing more than a trap set by his adversaries. What he found most unacceptable of all was that the lingering souls of Lan Mengmeng's parents had been devoured.

Over the next few days, parents from various places received the news and rushed over one after another. Ye Shuo watched as they cradled the corpses of their deceased children, weeping in heart-wrenching agony. Among them were Wen Cheng's parents as well.

Moreover, during the construction of the ocean-going ships, Gu Jiaqi had provided plenty of data on increasing the target hit rate of shipboard artillery for long-range attacks, and her crystal gem-polishing workshop also produced instruments similar to magnifying lenses. Sima Chang had long since purchased a few devices and placed them in his secret base for dedicated research.

Qin Guangling, the heir to the Qin Fortress, former executive CEO of the former Qin Family Big Insurance, and the legitimate spouse of Bian Hengan, a third-rank official and peace ambassador, her adultery scandal was definitely front-page material for the Dagong Daily. It was likely to ignite the public's desire to purchase and frantically copy the Dagong Daily far more than the news of insurance policies turning into banknotes.

No matter how frantically the serpent's head struggled, the Taiji Diagram and the five tails bound it tightly in place.

Lei Lei laughed heartily, pulling out her car keys as she spoke. Understanding her intent, Xia Jian took them and then called Lin Wei in, instructing her to go downstairs and bring up two boxes of coffee. Lin Wei nodded, smiled faintly, and walked out.

For more than a decade, Xiao Ding had never made a move. To what extent his true strength had reached remained an utter mystery.

For a time, dark winds howled across the arena amid the wails of ghosts. In less than the time it took to burn half a stick of incense, everyone on the Supreme Xuanwu side, except for Liu Feixue, had been completely slaughtered.

Thus, it was the Western Emperor who gained the least. Furthermore, this was still taking place within the Blood Heaven Continent. The Western Emperor felt that this was a blatant disrespect to him, yet currently, the human and demon races were on friendly terms. If he deliberately made things difficult for one side, it would certainly cause the other to strike at him as well. He had no confidence in his ability to withstand the wrath of two peak Divine Emperors.

I suddenly remembered that I must not touch his hands, yet just now, I had gripped them for so long without suffering any burns. Was it because he was unconscious?