Chapter 111: A Formidable Figure, the All-Purpose Glutinous Rice Blind Box
The activation cost for the teleportation array blind box was exorbitantly high—one ninth-tier crystal core. Once the vampire of the True County conquered the blood clan’s fortress and received her dividend, she should have enough points to purchase the teleportation array blind box.
The only uncertainty was whether Eleonora possessed such wealth. She didn’t seem to be as rich as Alistair. However, as a duke of the blood clan, she shouldn’t be impoverished.
Jo Jia prepared to relocate the mobile creature prison and the doomsday guardian.
Tang Ruyan pressed her hands tightly against her chest, beads of sweat the size of soybeans streaming down her cheeks like raindrops. Her black hair was thoroughly soaked with sweat, clinging wetly around her face. Her eyes were fierce, lips cracked, and her pale face twisted in agony.
Zhang Juan, bewildered, severed contact with Bai Jie. When she found she could no longer reach him no matter how hard she tried, she immediately realized it was intentional on Bai Jie’s part. But would Bai Jie trust her so completely?
As usual, the English class focused on exam papers, but the teacher’s method didn’t sit well with Bao Weiwei. The lectures were rigid, methodically going through each question without much interaction or inquiries from the students.
Ning Xia could only smile bitterly and kept wondering why Grasshopper hadn’t taken that chance to escape.
“An explanation? Fine! But you have to die once first,” Tang Ruyan said, glaring at Zhan Hen. His unapologetic eyes stabbed painfully at her heart.
“Could they be from the Nine Yin Sect or the Wind Capital faction?” Yin Hai asked anxiously, still uneasy about the rumors.
Zhang Yu’s grandmother’s house required a separate electrical line to be powered, necessitating the involvement of the electrical department. The procedures were cumbersome, the approval process lengthy, and the expenses too high to be practical.
Meanwhile, Shangguan Jiaqi kissed him first. If she were indifferent, it would be one thing, but now, deeply and purely in love with Ziyun, she naturally carried an alluring charm.
The advantage was that Tang Ruyan was protected. The downside—Jiang Ruikun had always regarded Jiang Ruixuan as a thorn in his side. How could he pass up the chance to eliminate him now? On the route from Nandu Kingdom to Hongtu Empire, there was a narrow valley flanked by towering cliffs, perfect for an ambush to easily subdue enemies.
Yet, many things often go contrary to one’s wishes. The Long family wanted to live peacefully; Long Father wished to continue his lineage and quietly preserve the last of his family’s bloodline. But after moving here, their lives were far from tranquil.
Wang Renze, seeing the fierce advance of the Tan Sect, dared not confront them rashly. He turned his horse around and retreated several steps. Unexpectedly, Deputy General Zhao’s horse was frightened, charging toward Wang Renze and violently throwing him off.
There was only simple, everyday talk, except during meetings when matters were discussed more seriously.
But this incident could not be suppressed; it even resulted in the death of a Taizhong Grand Doctor from their faction right on the spot. With all eyes watching, it was impossible to cover up—though the Ten Regular Attendants wielded great power, it was not absolute. What could they do?
“What a lovely girl, heh, such a pity,” the old woman’s eyes gleamed faintly upon seeing Shui Tianlan.
Originally, the ancient tomb and Quanzhen Sect had little rapport. Though not outright enemies, years of discord had sown deep resentment. Guo Jing was unaware of this when he made introductions, and seeing the situation, he silently worried for Quanzhen.
However, at this moment, everyone’s attention was focused on Dugu Ming. Apart from Nie Feng, who mastered the Ice Heart Technique, no one noticed anything unusual.
“After all, there are many here who have taken the Chunin exams multiple times,” Ya thought, assuming the exam content was always the same.
With the sound of wind, a metallic clinking followed, reminiscent of gears meshing, causing a sour sensation in the ears. At some point, streams of energy had appeared on the green steel staff, pale blue mist swirling tightly around it, binding it firmly. Only the tip of the staff pressed against Wei Ye’s chest.