Volume One, Chapter 92: On the Run

Another dump truck came rumbling over. This time it carried no people, only a heaping load of garbage: scrap rebar, broken cement slabs, shattered bricks, all hauled straight from the construction site. A rich variety, a generous quantity—perfect for blocking the entrance.

“The number. I’ll call your colleague!” Ximen Jinlian, having confirmed that he had indeed come only to satisfy his curiosity by digging into her private affairs, relaxed instead and asked.

At that moment, the uncle had wanted to get up and take a look, only to discover that his body would not move at all. It felt as though something were pressing down on him. He knew this was nothing more than sleep paralysis, so he did not panic, only kept trying to regain control of his body.

The Mad Doctor’s struggling body suddenly went still. The golden shield around him vanished at once, and the other black flywheels of the Great Annihilation Wheel instantly swallowed him whole.

As the words fell, dense black smoke suddenly rose from the submerged Mad Doctor, and in an instant it enveloped all the flywheels around him.

So Tang Yun took advantage of Rong Liang’s preparing miscarriage-preventing medicine for her and slipped out. She went to the house ringed by bamboo woods, the one where she had stayed with Leng Lie some days ago.

Zhao Bing could not go on. Though Father Zhao was only a farmer, he possessed an unbending pride. Back when the family was too poor to keep Zhao Bing in school, everyone had urged Father Zhao to have him drop out, so the household could gain one more laborer.

At this point, the beauty had already been rescued. By all logic, the mission should have been complete, yet the system stubbornly refused to issue a completion prompt, leaving Chen Tairan thoroughly vexed.

A startling crimson gleam shot forth like a carp leaping across a river, rolling out of thin air. Elder Xue gathered both hands together and blasted downward at the bamboo-thatched hut.

She stole a glance at Ye Mo. After all, this was the man rumored to be only slightly inferior to those two great prodigies. Even so, no matter what, he could probably only condense a third-grade domain.

A tremendous sound came crashing over, so loud it seemed to explode right beside Wen Ping and the giant man. The two of them simultaneously flicked their eyes toward the source and found it was coming from Ling Feng’s side.

Hamada Ryoko hurried over with Ryuichi and Saito, while Xia Qingfeng, Luo Yuechen, and Malone stared at him coldly.

At the same time, the rattle of machine guns erupted from the other side as well, and the entire factory floor instantly descended into chaos. The others, seeing what was happening, hastily scattered to avoid being caught even slightly in such a fierce attack.

Yang Ling sized up the owner of Ordinary Ramen. He was a burly man in his forties or fifties, rather tall, and he gave off an unusually warm, approachable feeling.

The reason Xiao Su was such a capable fighter was simple: he had trained for years. He stood a full six feet tall and was very strong, so he had never feared a brawl. But tonight, caught off guard, his arm had been slashed by one of their knives, leaving a five-centimeter wound.

Before being with him, she had never been willing to suffer grievance. There was no reason that after being with him, she should have to endure it.

But at this stage, even if Lin Fan’s luck against fate was unparalleled and he had still been matched with the weakest among the sixteen, he would nevertheless have to reveal some real skill.

She had a feeling that Lin Yourou’s words had touched the deepest, softest place in Yin Suiji’s heart.

At 13:12, the Azure Dragon of Huaxia used the thermonuclear missiles carried by the ship to clear obstacles, eliminating only about one-tenth of the threat. Eight minutes remained in the countdown to anti-space jump.

The center of the base was out of the question. That was exactly where the crowds were. The Vermilion Bird Base was not like Hope Base; on someone else’s turf, it was hardly proper to act too brazenly. Besides, who knew whether the people here had seen much of the world? If they were frightened by a tree suddenly growing enormous, she could not take responsibility for that.

Yue Longtian and Yue Shenglong immediately went over to support Long Feiyang, Long Feiyue, and the others to the foot of the cave entrance. They sent them up the rope ladder one by one, while Yun Tianao pulled them up from above.

He Yugui found the words reasonable. Besides, recovering those thirty million yuan had been the police bureau’s achievement, and he himself ought to show some initiative as well. Otherwise, this hurdle would be very hard to get past. He decided to find Ma Zhongkun at once and recover his losses.

Perhaps it was precisely for this reason that the Emperor favored Chu Xuhua’s temperament all the more. Though Chu Xuhua was ordinarily calm, reserved, and sparing with words, like a blue lotus to be admired from afar but not lightly approached, and though he naturally carried a certain distance in his dealings with others, the Emperor still doted most on this Seventh Prince. Anyone with eyes in the palace could see it.

The students looked on in despair as a giant Hollow, several meters tall and monstrous in form, slowly emerged from the black cavity. Its size was far less overwhelming than the towering Menos Grande from before, yet the spiritual pressure it radiated—and the terror it inspired in the students—far surpassed that of the previous beast.

After asking those questions, Lu Qingyu finally understood why Elder Xia had said this assessment mission was a task of the highest difficulty.

In the empty sky, where not a soul could be seen, a long while later a detached voice sounded out: “Anyone who endangers the Soul Realm should receive the punishment he deserves.” The air split open, revealing a vast alien space. Within it seemed to stand a strange throne, and upon that throne sat a figure whose features could not be discerned.

That single sentence immediately cooled much of Luo Yixuan’s anger, while Eric let out a cold laugh at the side.

“Serves the two old thieves right.” The only one pleased was Zhao Min. Though the Two Elders of Xuanming had once been her subordinates, at this moment they had become the objects of her greatest fury, for they had reduced her to something like a slave awaiting whatever end the other party chose.

Yet Qiu Qianren alone did not see it that way. He understood Yahiko’s strength. Though he had never experienced it personally, he had seen it with his own eyes—it was the level of an innate master.

Lin Jiyanzi pondered for a moment, rummaging through her mind for any trace of the name Zhongli Jin. Yet it seemed she had no impression of it at all, and in the end she could only shake her head in helpless dejection.