Volume 1, Chapter 59: Short on Money

One could see the thousand soldiers of the Camp of the Trapped forming their battle array once again, while the five hundred who had just engaged in battle with Wang Dang had already vanished.

"Knowing that is enough. Hehe, our Xue'er has also reached the Golden Immortal realm. Not bad, building a solid foundation is always good," I said approvingly to Xue'er.

"Ama, let's eat. Why are you staring at me? You're making me so shy," Lan Zichen lowered her head, blushing.

From the records, Nan Shu could tell that Di Nuoqing's profile was extremely sparse compared to the others she had encountered, which further proved that Nan Shu and the other party had no real connection to speak of.

If something were to happen to Nan Shu, and she failed to return to the Main God Space, got blown up, and couldn't select the next host, what would happen to her as she faded away along with it?

Meanwhile, the astronomical bounty issued by the Silver Winged Clan filled Ye Tian with eager anticipation. Initially, he had only hoped for some modest compensation from the Zero Organization headquarters, but now it seemed the ultimate benefits he would reap might far exceed his imagination.

"Man-made road? How did I not notice that at all? What on earth is compacted raw soil?" Chang Wu asked.

Before heading back the next day, Feng Junzi insisted on treating Chang Wu and Yuan Xiaoxia to lunch to express his gratitude. Yuan Xiaoxia told them that near the national highway leading from Longwangtang Town to Pingyou Port, there was a game restaurant with a very unique style and immense popularity.

Sure enough, as soon as Yan Wushuang's proposal was voiced, it immediately provoked dissatisfaction and murmurs of blame from quite a few high-ranking members of the imperial clan within the hall.

There was no doubt about Nan Shu's stellar performance; simply the temperament and demeanor she displayed were things ordinary actors could never hope to portray. At this moment, everyone's reaction was beyond unexpected—it was sheer astonishment. Once they collected their wits, it would undoubtedly turn into profound and absolute admiration for Nan Shu.

After paddling a few times, he suddenly felt that what he was doing was utterly ridiculous. What if someone discovered him? All his previous efforts would be completely wasted.

After all, this was Teacher Zeng, and after all, this was a talk show. Everyone unconsciously grew accustomed to starting their sentences with "after all." It looked like the "after all" meme was about to go viral.

Hearing Xie Tong's words, the crowd burst into successive waves of sneering laughter. The many North Slope Calamities present wore expressions of keen interest as they watched the imminent crisis facing the Xie family.

"Yuan Benchu! You unfaithful and faithless wretch, not only did you deceive me, but you also took the life of my second brother! Today, I shall take your dog's life!" Seeing Yuan Shao, Gongsun Zan was overwhelmed with the intense hatred of meeting a mortal enemy.

Tang Shuai recovered, forcing himself to banish that fleeting wave of self-abandonment, and asked in a deep voice.

System Prompt: Defeated Qiu Qian, gained a quantity of experience points, gained a quantity of silver, and obtained one Gold-tier gift box.

"Teacher Pan Jun! Why is he here having fun at Qing Feng Bar as well?" When Meng Xiaoli, a sharp-eyed student cadre, saw people walking over, the other party immediately spotted Mu Chen and Meislow's group and widened their eyes in shock. Neither side had expected to cross paths in such a place.

That half-million-strong army of refugees, although driven out by Liu Bei, fell into total chaos and disarray, possessing virtually no intention to launch an attack.

As the final shred of the dragon vein entered Tang Shuai's body, and the Earth Emperor Scripture firmly took control of the situation, all the elemental powers were subdued by the Earth Emperor Scripture in that very instant. As long as nothing went wrong with the Earth Emperor Scripture in the future, these various elemental forces would no longer pose any threat to Tang Shuai.

Bang! A dull impact echoed out as shattered vines splattered forward. The Blood Dragon Divine Rod pierced straight through the vine technique and struck the Xuanwu Full Armor head-on. He Mingxin's breath hitched as she was sent flying backward. Thousands of vine-like arms gripped the earth tightly, and after being knocked back a mere half-zhang, she came to a halt.

It seemed that Lin Tianxuan still failed to truly understand what kind of world this was—a world where genuine powerhouses could mobilize their entire cultivation base with a mere flick of their wrist and effortlessly annihilate their enemies with casual ease.

Somewhere in the Tianyou Peaks, True Person Taichen was meditating in his cave abode when he suddenly opened his eyes, uttered a soft "Oh?", and flicked his right hand to summon a water mirror. Reflected within the water mirror was precisely the scene of everyone inside the tower.

The methods of a true immortal descended to the mortal realm cannot be fathomed by ordinary standards. Even if they have been demoted and their divine essence cast down to the mortal world, a banished immortal's comprehension of power far surpasses that of ordinary cultivators. It was entirely possible for them to contact the Daoist of Five Suns through some other means to issue commands and impart cultivation techniques.

"Well done." Mo Di strode forward gripping his dual firearms. Moving horizontally while firing with both hands extended, he ignored the armored zombies and specifically targeted the lower-tier ones. Nearly every shot hit its mark, and within a few steps, he had dropped three C-grade zombies.

Suddenly, the blood-dragon staff stopped expanding. Reaching half a meter in thickness and eighteen meters in length, it stood proudly amidst the bamboo grove, growing no larger or longer.

Xu Qi summoned demons like a roaring tide in a sandsifter, completely eliminating those lacking in realm or inadequate in skill, leaving behind only the formidable elite.

Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope rekindled within her previously deadened heart. Perhaps the young man before her could truly turn the tide and rescue the Yu and Huo families from their imminent annihilation.

The old man's hair was completely disheveled and in a sorry state, the light of reason in his eyes almost entirely extinguished.

"Since you haven't, why did you collude with outsiders? Speak!" At this point, the head of the family's tone turned stern and heavy.

Xiao Zhi-cang stroked his chin, nodding thoughtfully without answering immediately. His gaze never left the large candle before him.

Hearing this, Feng Duan raised his head to look up at his older cousin. He saw him gazing back with a smile in his eyes—steadfast, affectionate, warm, and magnanimous, resembling the sunshine of a spring day.