Chapter 35: Good Intentions

Yang Baiwei once traded coconuts with Ning Yun and was deeply impressed by her generous demeanor. After the game officially launched, she was burning with anxiety, desperate to contact her family. However, in the chaotic chat channel, her missing person notices were like stones cast into the sea, never to be heard from again. Fortunately, she learned from some beta testers that those who had returned to reality had provided the state with a wealth of information about the survival game, prompting many to form teams to enter. Her daughter had her grandparents by her side.

Sima Chi sat on the ground, watching the direction where the black flames had fallen, a joyful expression on his face. His unsealing this time could be called perfect. The pitch-black tunnel was long, as if he had already left Beastmaster Town; it took nearly an hour before he emerged through an iron door.

Zhuge Muyue wore a long white dress. This was her favorite outfit outside of her missions, and it was also the one Su Mu liked best. She stood there quietly, watching the laughter and joy opposite her, without saying a word or making a move—just watching, smiling.

Before the shocked words could escape Beiming Luodi’s lips, Ye Yan’s body had already flashed in front of him like lightning, and the God-Slaying Sword in his hand had pierced his heart.

Finally, at Li Er’s repeated insistence, Cheng Yaojin had no choice but to shamelessly recite a limerick, making everyone roar with laughter until they doubled over. Li Er, in particular, laughed until tears streamed down his face.

Thus, it was clear that after the Supreme God of Metal escaped, she had made full preparations, knowing full well that Su Mu would eventually find her.

As for Su Mu, he used a teleportation scroll to travel directly from the Huangtian Continent district to the guild residence of the Divine Honor Guild.

Liu Yu shrugged and headed upstairs, unaware that Zhao Fuguo, standing behind him, breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had not told his friend about what happened last night, it did not mean he had forgotten the fact that his friend liked him.

Manager Wang pressed his hands down on the documents, his eyes filled with regret and shame. Having been a lawyer for over thirty years, he truly had not expected that his lifelong reputation would be ruined in an instant.

"Alright, we'll talk if there's an opportunity." Wufan did not want to be rude to them, so he accepted Cao Efei's business card and also took the note from the hands of the visibly embarrassed Xu Yurong.

Because of their partnership, An Yu had some understanding of the Jiangwei Group. The company was developing extremely well now, and of course, the primary reason for this was that Lin Ran was managing it.

A stream of light flew from the token and shone onto the rock, and immediately after, the rock rumbled and shifted to the side.

"Nether Bone Sword, kill!" The sword style shifted; the Nether Bone Sword became gloomy and treacherous, its sword energy transforming into poisonous snakes that entangled the power of the Ten-Sand Poison Eye. As the two forces collided, they exploded. Qi Xuanyi retreated three steps, but the centipede monster gathered its strength once more, rushing to attack Qi Xuanyi and his companion.

Only when Xiao Yu was drunk did he have the chance to be in such intimate contact with her.

He naturally knew this place; it was at the far east of the Zither Sound Palace, where few disciples ventured. The scenery was indeed beautiful, filled with purple bamboo.

Thinking of this, Ye Ting could not help but feel a pang of guilt. She had originally intended to repay Wang Yuan's kindness, but she had never imagined that because of her, he would be dragged into trouble once again.

"You old geezer, you think because your cultivation realm is one level higher than mine, your true energy is more profound than mine? See for yourself now—my true energy is far purer. You couldn't even pierce a hole in me; tell me, don't you deserve to die?" Wufan, having been ambushed by Grandmaster Tang, was now furious with indignation.

"Master, will you really let me go?" This was the best thing Yang Yun had heard in the two months since he arrived in the Great Desert. He grabbed Murong Qing’s arm in excitement, asking in disbelief.

Originally, only thirty-odd people had entered this place, but now, it appeared that at least hundreds of cultivators had gathered around the pagoda. Qi Xuanyi recognized many of them; he had never expected that all of these people would arrive here.

Xia Weiwei could hardly imagine what kind of realm that was. It had been far too long since the Phoenix clan had seen such a powerhouse.