Chapter Ninety-Nine: Playing Both Sides
This thought set Wang Yuan’s heart ablaze with jealousy. In his eyes, it had to be the innate water-spirit constitution of Bai Zhirou that had enabled Jiang Cheng, that worthless good-for-nothing, to soar in only ten years from Body Tempering all the way across Spirit Condensation and Qi Refining, crossing two great realms and entering Foundation Establishment, a level that countless cultivators never reach in their entire lives.
Tang Yuran was deeply displeased at being constrained by Gu Pan, and she also knew that if she truly could not produce something that satisfied Gu Pan, the woman would leave at the very next second.
Huang Taiyi understood that this was the composure of a top student; to a bottom-feeder, it was a terrifying presence as if from some other world.
At such moments, he loved most to look at Liu Qingyan. Her smile was unassuming, yet it added a touch of alluring charm, a side of her that existed only before his eyes.
The main body of the tentacle never even rose from the ground. It lay softly embedded in the earth, while the grotesque face at the front had been reduced to almost nothing, scattered everywhere. Huang Taiyi felt no real sense of victory; it was too fragile.
That violent clash of sight made it impossible for anyone to look away. Across the entire exhibition area, hundreds of tribal chiefs all stared at the world beneath their feet. Some, perhaps suffering from vertigo, huddled weakly on the ground without moving, yet their eyes remained fixed on the vast world below.
“Captain Wu Entai’s side has just received word from the forum,” reported the head of the technical investigation team after dodging Zhu Ye, who had run out.
“I am here!” In the ranks, a middle-aged man stepped forward and bowed to Zhao Yin.
Su Jinsheng nodded to show that she understood. She knew there was something good to share with her, but not being able to know it first still felt rather regrettable. Thinking of it, she frowned.
“Hiss...” Ye Luoyun was also startled. After a moment’s thought, if it were truly as Liu Ji had said, then once the spirit of the Taihang Mountain dragon vein transformed into a dragon, and judged by the present territory of Huaguo, more than half of it would essentially become ruins, a dead land.
Of these nine bottles of potion, he would take one himself, and the Mary sisters would each take one. The remaining six bottles were temporarily stored in his dragon-pattern ring.
In a luxurious detached villa on the outskirts of the Demon Capital, a girl with pale skin, a slender figure, lovely features, and long black hair sat before a computer wearing glasses.
“Xiaotian, may this old senior ask you something? Are you looking for that wine-poet immortal?” Gu Peiqing asked suddenly, full of curiosity.
After campaigning for tens of thousands of years, Pan Zhen naturally understood Liang Sheyou’s intentions when he heard his words.
Ye Luoyun’s spiritual sense was exceptionally powerful, and also unusual. He had a feeling that the two things at the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness were no ordinary objects. He believed that Old Wood and the others had certainly studied them as well.
Although they believed this Tang Yang might be fake, they still could not simply suspect him outright.
On both sides of the road, the other shore flowers were in full bloom. For a thousand years they bloom, for a thousand years the leaves fall; flowers and leaves never meet.
“Meow!” The white cat, having been awakened into intelligence, looked at Zheng Jian with a bewildered expression.
Yi Nancheng had thought he would be locked outside tonight and never imagined such a gift would still await him. How could he refuse? At once he locked his arms around that slender waist, his lips and tongue responding with tenderness and long warmth.
Back then, she had envied Sheng Fei, and had secretly sworn to learn to be as chivalrous and righteous as Sheng Fei.
Even though he had already prepared himself to be resented, he was still full of dread. After all, he was at fault in this matter.
Inside the headquarters of America’s White Bones Gang, the lights blazed brightly. Wei Qingping listened intently to the report from Zhe Lihua. These past few days had been very comfortable for him: not only had he consecutively defeated several nearby gangs of considerable strength and unified half of Los Angeles’s underworld, he had also formed ties with a local American government congressman.
Just as Ren Zizai had imagined, how could a cultivator who was not born with a sickly body possibly faint from a casual bump?
In her first few years after graduation, she spent every evening entertaining guests at the dinner table, nearly drinking her stomach into bleeding. To still struggle so hard after passing the CPA exam—was it easy?
A soft, writhing voice sounded in his ear, and she suddenly came to her senses, inwardly sighing that in the end she had still been too greedy.
“Let’s eat.” After saying this, Lin Muyu drove off to get something to eat. He had not eaten breakfast that morning, and by now he was already starving. As for accompanying Xue Yu in searching for so-called clues, whether they could actually find anything about that poisonous wolf did not really concern Lin Muyu.
But in the next instant, a scene no one could have dreamed of appeared. Han Bin’s body expanded at a terrifying speed, and in a flash he hovered in midair like an ancient giant god. Raising both hands, he seized one puppet in each hand, and then with a dull crash, the two puppets collapsed.
Lu Yao knew Gu Rang’s temperament; no matter how he spoke, Gu Rang would not listen, so he simply gave up.
This was far stronger than they had anticipated. According to the intelligence, Phaethon had not even seemed inclined to make a move at the time. The two sides had merely exchanged a few simple words, after which he led the students away, and later even praised the Northern Border Demon King highly, clearly regarding him with considerable esteem.
“Heh heh, they’re all wandering martial types used to freedom. How would they understand the meaning of a team?” Li Qi said.
“No matter who is on the other side, we only need to do one thing—” Panda habitually took up the slogan.
The only reason she had put on such an act here today was to get back at Shu Jiaojiao through the opportunity.
The ants were for the moment all entrusted to Zhou Botao. Pangu had Ma Teng watching over him, Wang Xiaochuan was firmly guarding Yanjing, and Su Chenghao was stationed in Shanghai. That was enough.
Right then, a powerful, formless magnetic force instantly swept through the entire hall.