Chapter 66 Another Charlatan?

This was also what Jiang Ran had planned from the very beginning: to first test whether the "Detached" skill could be used.

If it worked, that would be for the best, and she could simply fight fire with fire using magic.

If it didn't work, she would resort to Plan B.

Jiang Ran clicked on "Detached" in the game panel, setting the target as Bloodstained, whose real name was Yan Zikai.

The moment she clicked on the skill, a system prompt popped up.

[Due to the target's hatred value toward the player reaching 85 (out of 100), the skill transforms into...]

Right away, she described the necklace to Mo Zifei in meticulous detail—where it was placed and what it looked like—fearing that Mo Zifei might bring back the wrong one.

Despite how full of themselves the two of them usually were, in front of Lord Laozi, they behaved as obediently as a pair of rabbits.

Xia Jiujiang glanced at Ming Ze: "How did you know the time and place where Ming Ningzi and Jun Buwen were meeting, and how could you be so sure that Jun Buwen would definitely go?" He had even specifically arranged it for the third quarter of the Xu hour tonight—was Ming Ningzi really that certain Jun Buwen would show up?

"That must have been written by Shang Jin, right? Shang Jin, you are truly so talented to be able to write such a wonderful song," Liu Ruoqin said with a smile, her face completely devoid of any other expression.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shangjin felt that he was practically the undisputed king of sycophants, and silently gave himself a mental thumbs-up.

Weiyang: "..." Because she hadn't worn a mask when getting out of the car, she didn't actually think she was all that famous or universally known.

Although she didn't have many relatives, visiting Uncle Kang and Aunt Kang's family was always a good thing; she always felt this was a necessary ritual for the Chinese New Year.

Seeing her reaction, Li Tianhao knew his guess was correct—the girl was indeed from a wealthy family, otherwise she wouldn't have looked so astonished.

It was just a pity that once they stepped into the Cangwu Mountains, their lives would no longer be under their own control.

However, imprinting a divine name consumed a tremendous amount of mental energy in a short period of time, taking up at least forty percent of one's total mental capacity.

Yet ever since the altar was built, the howling winds here had actually subsided, and even the venomous scorpions in the desert had vanished without a trace.

The gifts could be introduced at any time; leaving them there so they could see them was fine, and if not, she could just remind them when leaving.

"It seems your eyes are truly blind," Zhang Hanming muttered in complaint. Li Han was instantly displeased upon hearing this, but recalling their previous operation to capture Luo Wu, that account password had indeed been a huge help to them. If Zhang Hanming hadn't blocked the way, Luo Wu likely would have managed to escape just like that.

Outside, there were still more than a dozen executioners, but killing them all at once would be far too difficult.

Furthermore, the righteous and demonic factions had always been opposed to one another. Now that the leaders of both major sects had fates unknown, their disciples naturally needed to unite as one and present a a strong front against outsiders. Consequently, the two sides found themselves at daggers drawn, and a thick atmosphere of imminent conflict instantly spread through the air.

In the afternoon, Ye Chuan brought Li Muhua to the isolated island. Wang Yu and the others were all absent, leaving the entire bar completely empty.

Even the Kendo Club's male substitute, who had felt extremely awkward after losing the previous match, let out a massive sigh of relief.

"A martial artist at the Ninth Realm can live up to eight hundred years," said the middle-aged-looking Ninth Realm martial artist.

After the Creation Scripture enveloped Xiao Yu, the sound of thunder was instantly cut off, and his speed returned to normal from its previously suppressed state.

Therefore, his trip to Medicine Mountain and his purchase of herbs this time were also meant to refine some of these medicines. If he succeeded, his strength would see a very effective boost.

After rambling on about time machines and such, when all was said and done, the only thing she could actually do was try her best to repair Suzuha's time machine.

Soya instinctively wanted to make a sarcastic remark about the Night Watchmen, but he managed to hold it back. He might become an academy student tomorrow, after all, and making enemies at this juncture was hardly a wise move.

To the people of Glaze, who the lord was didn't matter; what mattered was whether they could make money.