Chapter 51: Grade-A Red, Terror in the Ancient Castle (18)

Under her gaze, Sheng Mo felt a chill down his spine and stammered, "W-what did you say?"
Xu Yiliu said nothing, simply staring intently at him, making Sheng Mo genuinely wonder if he had somehow inhaled some contaminant.
After a long moment, Xu Yiliu guessed, then closed his eyes again: "Too lazy to bother with you."
Only then did Sheng Mo realize he had been played and angrily retorted, "You scared me! Are you sick or what?"
"Who told you to curse me to death?" Xu Yiliu replied lazily.
He Min, Yao Yong, and Zhang Lei needed no introduction; these guys were always troublemakers during their time with Falcon and other military districts.
Therefore, now, with the Three Transformations Divine Body activated, Su Fang’s physical strength rivaled that of a peak Tier Ten Martial Emperor. In theory, he could now attain the power level of an Eleventh Tier Martial Saint.
But the greatest blow was to Dai Qing’s national fortune; losing the spiritual veins of the mountains and rivers was like cutting away her own flesh and bone.
Then that person, as if soulless, staggered back to the director’s office and slammed the door shut with a bang.
To achieve one-micron precision, the wafers underwent multiple rounds of photolithography and etching, requiring extremely meticulous operation. To ensure success, Li Guocheng personally oversaw the photolithography step, while the subsequent processes—etching, doping, cutting, packaging, and testing—were entrusted to other laboratory members, with Li Guocheng supervising.
The four major distributors each set up a pavilion in Kowloon Walled City for the “Taoist brothers” to enjoy leisure time. Each pavilion had a caretaker, and Chen Shenzhi was responsible for overseeing the pavilion of the Chaozhou faction.
There was no conversation along the way; Zheng Fuli was accustomed to this. Soon they arrived in front of the mansion, where a line of soldiers stood guard. The main gate was open, revealing an elegantly arranged hall adorned with exquisite bonsai and striking red and purple hues.
Jia Zhen naturally would not lie to Xiang Lian; he shared all he could, and refrained from mentioning what he could not.
Through Su Fang’s investigation, it was discovered that the Black Demon Realm belonged to the Immortal World. For unknown reasons, it had fallen into the mortal realm.
At present, this snow beast was charging at Yu Anmin. Judging by the situation, it seemed to be waiting for Yu Anmin to succeed in his tribulation, intending to take advantage when he needed to refine qi into a core. Could this also be a trial set by the Reincarnation Array?
Taiyuan Zhenren was the core of the entire Tianyin Alliance, so naturally, he could not enter here with Gao Xuan and the others. Therefore, he entrusted the magical treasure—the Azure Death Compass—to Gao Xuan, instructing them to search for that person on their own.
In the private high school, Class 2 of Grade 11, Wu Dao received a call from Sun Qi during break time, reporting the amount invested by the Eastern Group this time.
The warm breath he exhaled carried a faint scent of wine. He slightly turned his head toward her; her eyes shone brightly with pride, a faint mischievous smile gracing her face. The tips of her ruby lips, tinged with a drunken flush, were especially alluring.
“Although I really don’t want to, since this is Brother’s request, I will bring you there no matter what,” Ouyang Qianlong said, his killing intent stirring, yet without a trace of actual murderous intent.
Everyone was stunned again. Dong Baichuan almost wanted to question Xu Yitian, saying, “If it’s you, it’s you; if not, it’s still you. Do you even know what you’re saying?”
Nangong Hen had always been rebellious, disregarding everyone’s words at home, except for Nangong Hong, her elder brother, whom she somewhat respected.
When the elixir came into contact with Feng Yao, its fragrance surged wildly, as if trying to break free from his grasp. Only then did Feng Yao sense something unusual—the pill was defying the heavens, even possessing a form of sentience.
“Xuan, I won’t say anything more! Whatever you want to do, I’ll accompany you!” Feng Yu swallowed all her words. At worst, she would die with him. Yet she was a bit unwilling—her own death mattered little, but the one in her womb was innocent. Little did she know, Bai Xuan cared nothing for her company, and the child was far from innocent.
Only then did Yu Si realize that Li Mu had already been defeated by him. His face flushed red, and he immediately transformed into a shadow, retreating behind Chen Lu and Feng Yao.