Volume 1, Chapter 36: Recruiting Talent

A number of people were waiting in the small side hall. Several head eunuchs and matrons had come, as was customary, to report on the affairs of their respective palaces, while Zhenzhu stood to the side, listening and taking notes. Once they had all finished their reports, Zhenzhu went straight to Ye Yuntang’s bedchamber to lay out everything she had heard and seen, including all the evidence she had gathered.

After finishing his words, Lu Yan hailed a taxi, opened the door, and prepared to shove Zhang Qiangwei inside. In truth, no one knew what the original words actually meant anymore; people usually added their own intentions when interpreting them. The area behind the dormitory remained unexplored, and the "Path to Heaven" was likely no longer safe. Though that unknown territory was sure to hold dangers, it was still better than waiting in place for death to arrive. He could go find his own army; with the royal forces of the Gaoju in his command, who in the desert could possibly stand against him?

Because this meeting involved such a wide scope, the number of attendees alone reached over a thousand. This could be considered the largest conference organized by the Chinese side in the capital since the game began. Almost every individual holding real power within the game had arrived at the venue.

This time, she did not retreat—not because she was no longer afraid of him, but because she had no opportunity to retreat at all. Having achieved their goal, these people naturally would not linger at the Qingcheng Sect; what they cared about was how these three Foundation Establishment Pills would be divided.

And what of Cai Jiao? Seeing her second brother close his eyes made her even more frantic. She was sure of it! The flower she had just taken out was the Twin-Life Flower. She was uncertain how it was meant to be used, but the moment she placed it against Pei Zhen’s lips, the flower melted away on its own and slipped into his mouth.

"Excuse me, is this where I pay?" The receptionist, who had been buried in paperwork, looked up upon hearing the magnetic voice. She was stunned by the sight of the fresh-faced man before her and forgot to respond.

Old Harun’s words were a direct slap to his face. Taber, naturally incensed, immediately prepared to argue with him.

"How can you be so rude? They were saying goodbye to you," Zhou Li complained as she followed Qu Sen out onto the street.

"Krookodile is unable to battle; Lucario wins! Since Trainer Alder has lost three Pokémon, Alder must now randomly select the new battlefield," the referee announced while observing both sides.

Liu Yong was merely a renowned biologist; he could not withstand Li Yuanqing’s immense grip and immediately cried out in pain.

Yao Linglingyao exclaimed in wonder: "How did the Rabbit King manage to get himself killed? So, it was all because of a female rabbit. Amazing."

Even now, whenever Muge recalled the gentle expression on Mu Ci’s face whenever he mentioned Mo Guinian, he felt it was something truly rare.

"Are you sure you aren't joking with me?" At this, the man from the adventure supply firm darkened, a faint trace of anger appearing between his brows. The impulse to use the "Azure Wood Spirit Ground" was suppressed by this very prompt.

Yet, a faint worry lingered—a fear that the owner had not returned to Zizhou, but was instead still lurking somewhere within Yizhou, hiding himself while plotting how to seize the painting.

"It isn't only expensive clothes that are worth cherishing." This garment had been bought for Lin Qing by Sister Yu’er, and he treasured it dearly.

"A convoy? Exactly how many? What are their identifying features?" A sharp look flashed across Qiu Renkun’s face.

It seemed as if she were delivering her final words, yet Tan Chen did not retreat. She had a deep, desperate desire to live, and because of this strength of will, she had only fallen into a deep coma rather than losing her vital signs entirely.

"It’s good that you know you’ve lost. Now, let’s talk," Liu Mang said to Liu Shengjie, strutting about with his head held high like a proud rooster.