Chapter 55: Journey to Canglang

Even so, since the young master had spoken thus, there must be a profound meaning beyond his comprehension. Therefore, the middle-aged man had no choice but to remain silent.

"However, I need to adjust the formula to better suit each individual's characteristics," Meng You continued.

The next moment, she abruptly picked up a short-barreled thermal weapon, aimed it directly at Li Shichuan, and shouted excitedly.

Luo Daguang and the other two men rushed violently toward the door. A series of metallic clashing sounds rang out near the entrance, forcing the three of them to stop in their tracks.

"???" Meng You suddenly realized that the reason Old Niu had been reluctant to use illusion spells to transform into human form earlier was probably because Jiang Tongyan, this young girl, was simply too enthusiastic.

Yet, while accompanying him in drinking and watching him get drunk, she had heard him call out Ning Nuan's name.

It is hard to leave one's homeland; this is the inherent nature of all humankind. North Sea was four hundred million miles away from Wanqiu, and without sufficient cultivation, one could not even fly back. For most people, setting out on this journey meant bidding an eternal farewell to their native land.

Although he held a similar disdain for a good-for-nothing like Li Shichuan, he strongly supported Li Shichuan's present course of action.

Seeing that even their own grand sect master had yielded, the other fifteen men dared not dally any longer and filed out one by one.

This was not daydreams or wishful thinking. The pursuit of immortality and the Dao has always been about taking heaven and earth as one's teacher; there is no fixed path.

The old man sighed helplessly, unable to resist the girl's endearing charm. Pausing for a moment, he accepted the money and muttered, "If only my grandson could be as successful as you youngsters." This made him think of his grandson Changmao again, no doubt.

The mirror did not shatter. Instead, after being struck by the blow, it began to flash once more. Seeing the continuously flashing mirror, the hand that had picked up another stone involuntarily stopped.

The reason why Xu Jun had never stood out much at Baige Group, upon careful analysis, was simply that he did not care to go out of his way to perform. No matter how much effort he put into it, what difference would it make?

This was a man contemptible to the ultimate degree. Those who had tasted wealth and the power of life and death, when faced with the threat of losing their lives, would instantly shed their pretensions, revealing their base and wretched nature once again.

Just at that moment, the door opened, and Vice President Long and Vice President Hei walked in, their sleeves still stained with fresh blood.

"Really?" Ma Qian'an lifted his eyelids and thought to himself: Old Wang, how can you be so thick-skinned? Could it be that having a lame leg made you hold it in for too long?

Lu Yueshi carefully pondered the content of their conversation and felt this was an opportunity for him. Disregarding the unfinished food on the table, he immediately paid the bill and hurried toward the place where the Lu family was recruiting people.

"What do you mean, how is it? Sister Mei, you are...?" Chu Yan naturally had not found a direct way to answer. If Yu Lingmei had asked him in the state he mentioned just moments before, Chu Yan would have blurted out his praise without a moment's hesitation, but now, he could not.

Done! His mental power had finally reached the Divine Emperor stage. Previously, although Li Xiang's mental power was formidable, it still lagged behind his rate of advancement. But now, his mental power and his rank had finally caught up with one another. From this moment on, whenever Li Xiang used powerful combat skills, he would no longer suffer from the subsequent stiffness of the body.

Throughout the night, Long Moxuan did not sleep. Of course, Lin Jianhua was even less able to sleep. According to Long Moxuan's instructions, he had to take Leng Yurou's temperature every five minutes, although Lin Jianhua considered this entirely unnecessary. Still, who asked him to be Long Moxuan's personal doctor?

"Then why didn't you tell them?" he asked immediately, a loophole he could never have anticipated.

Of course, a waiter with an annual salary of over a million and exceptional looks was not someone an ordinary person could easily marry. As for those who did marry ordinary people, they had already been married before becoming waitresses.

Two young nuns were busy arranging the Guandong Hall. Hearing the commotion, they hurriedly turned to look at Jienan with faces full of curiosity. Jienan put her palms together in a silent salutation toward the Guandong statue, smiled back at the nuns, and walked into the inner room.

Jiangnan was originally a delightful place, but poor mountains and treacherous waters were not entirely absent. A highway leading straight to the swamp had now brought a measure of prosperity to the area, and several surrounding villages were currently undergoing relocation and demolition.

"What do you mean? I just wanted to talk to you, is even that not allowed?" Fang Ru wore a wronged expression, her eye sockets even turning slightly red.

"When I first arrived, my aunt mentioned that someone else had been arranged to enter the estate. Will that person be there to receive me?" Jienan felt a cold smile in her heart; clearly, this trip could not end without some harvest.

As soon as Jienan reached the front administrative office, she saw the two general-looking men had returned. She quickly vaulted onto the wall, though she did not leave, pressing herself flat against the top of the wall to boldly eavesdrop.

Yanyu was dizzy with alcohol. Emerging from the front hall, he sat on a large sandy dune boulder to drink some broth and sober up. Suddenly, he heard a heavy thump from beneath the boulder. Just as he leaned over to look down, a dark shadow flew upward.

Jienan's smile gradually faded. With a kick, she knocked over the earthen jar on the stove, watching it roll away as chicken bones scattered in its wake. All coldness vanished from her eyes as she entered the room, added a gray wind-cloak, pulled the hood over her head, tucked her hands into her sleeves, and stepped out into the night, heading south.

"Hello? Professor McGrew? And Professor Flitwick? Hello? Would you like to try some biscuits? My dad made them." Luna sat in her chair, waving and greeting them.

"The jade flute is your trump card, not mine, so you'd better keep it yourself. Be a good girl and stay here, or else I really will send you back tomorrow!" Hearing this, Long Shaofeng helplessly curled his lips into a wry smile and directly issued a threat.

"I have so many virtues that you probably won't finish seeing them in a lifetime!" Long Shaofeng immediately flashed a mischievous grin.

Of course, the utility of the thermos went beyond merely bringing ice cubes back; carrying hot food out to sea was also quite convenient. In the end, the thermos had become a prized treasure in the village.

All through the night, Liu Ya neither slept nor rested, weeping silently to herself. By morning, her eyes were red and swollen.

The Third Elder, who had followed along, was so angry that his beard and hair fluttered. If not for her status as a female of the tribe, he truly would have wanted to strike her dead with a single palm strike.

Awa felt that bright red was much prettier; upon closer inspection, those black fruits gave off a rather eerie vibe, and essentially she didn't even dare to touch them.

Yet now, if he were to break his promise, he would undoubtedly carry a heavy burden in his heart. After all, Zhong Jing had genuinely helped him a lot, and judging solely by his actions, Zhong Jing was sincere.

"Danger is quite normal, but this is also a blessing in disguise. You can completely make use of this medicinal pill to set a trap. Since they are after the person behind the scenes, you can simply hand the items directly to them and sit back to watch the show," Dan Lao added.