Chapter 29

Watching others win money is indeed satisfying, but watching others lose is even more so. This is a base human instinct, and they were, naturally, no exception.

After considering everything, Robert stuffed something into Kaitlyn's mouth, hoisted her up, abandoned Tong Yuyuan, and snuck out of the tent, creeping away toward his own quarters with stealthy, light steps.

"Well, Aunt Seven, please take good care of Uncle Seven. I have some business to attend to, so I'll be heading back now." Feeling uneasy under her gaze, Ye Yan made an excuse to bid them farewell and fled as if escaping.

Fame and profit are far superior to the dullness of cultivation. Just look at how a deacon was now leading Li Daoran into the third floor of the Skyheart Tower, his eyes filled with reverence.

Li Song was no fool; with things having progressed to this point, he had long since guessed the situation with reasonable accuracy.

Sweet potatoes are usually planted in early spring, but in these southern lands, where temperatures are higher and moisture is abundant, the fact that wild sweet potatoes can grow in the mountains suggests that the current conditions are suitable for planting.

Meeting him in person today, Yi Shi Fenghua was certain that this was the man he had been looking for. Moreover, since their two sects were already at odds, there was no need for restraint. In his own words, it wouldn't matter if one more person died.

It turned out that over there was a striptease stage made of transparent crystal, beneath which lay an underwater world of blue, filled with colorful tropical fish swimming to and fro.

When Chu He saw Zhang Ning, he was shocked once again, even beginning to wonder if this world was governed by a patriarchal ideology.

At the corners of the eerie man's eyes, two pale purple patterns slowly crept toward the back of his ears. Everything felt indescribably strange; it seemed that the closer one got, the more one felt a sense of growing unease.

Seeing Ning Ye continuously stealing glances at the extra weight on her chest, she looked up and asked with an air of pure innocence.

Sure enough, with a loud "bang," the massive emerald orb of light exploded. At the same time, two figures shot backward like lightning, standing at opposite ends and glaring at one another.

Less than a quarter of an hour after Zhao Bing and his men left the Hermit's Nunnery, the Imperial Guard of Yandu had surrounded the place. An old man dressed in eunuch's robes, with a sinister expression, walked slowly out of the nunnery with a cold look upon his face.

All the members of the Lei family present stood with eyes wide, staring in disbelief at the scene before them.

This cold snort made the students look toward Yang Zhenbin, puzzled as to why. However, the few students who had intended to stir up trouble understood perfectly well; they hurriedly pretended to be busy, grabbing a bit more food and returning to their seats, secretly suppressing the thoughts in their minds.

"I suspect he is worried we might cause unnecessary trouble. Although the Emperor summoned me to the capital, it was only because he valued the martial prowess of my generals, not because he truly wishes to employ me. We come from Dongyu and have no foundation in the capital, so we pose no threat to his imperial power. He just doesn't know that we have a past with Minister Chen."

"Old priest, your schemes are truly cunning. I foolishly thought I had attained freedom, but I never imagined I would still be unable to sever these ties!" Bai Tianxing gave a bitter smile. Thinking back now, how could mere worldly wealth ever be traded for a step toward immortality?

Although she did not know why this powerful figure had targeted Ning Ye, Dongfang Qingyue realized the visitor meant harm and immediately drew her sword to intervene.

Then, putting down the iron locks, they formed mixed teams and grabbed their white waxwood poles for combat drills—practicing the Mandarin Duck formation, square formations, shield walls, and spear arrays.

It is never right to be unreasonable and resort to a brutal beating; such methods of education are truly unacceptable.

This feeling was very strange for Chen Ziyun. He had a thorough understanding of the Tree of Wisdom, yet he did not know what connection it shared with the Fusang tree.

Ling Xiao was dumbfounded. He felt as if everyone around him had vanished, replaced by Zhang Li, Ling Long, Ling Xiong, and Yue Qing, all of whom were now standing there.

Su Meng could tell that Zheng Qin was not the type to just find anyone to listen to her. This must surely mean... had someone discovered her affair with Qi Zhengdong?

Compared to missiles, the coffins rose at a very slow pace, intended to allow people a few final moments to look upon the departed.

"It's quite high, and the purity is also very good. I estimate we are about to get rich again," Balama said to Yue Peng with excitement.

The lone city appeared ancient, heavy with the scent of time. Su Chen entered the city, disheveled and covered in dust, yet the tiger-skin garment on his back was brand new—because he had seen too much of this over the years.

In truth, he had finally reconciled with Yan and Bai during the day, and he was genuinely happy in his heart; he had acted cheerful all day long.

He closed his eyes in pain, waiting to taste the bitterness of defeat, a feeling he could not describe filling his heart.

"I'm not here." Yun Qianqian glanced at her online status, which was glowing brightly next to her name on the guild list, and refused to answer such a low-intelligence question.

"Long time no see. How have you been?" Lie Hu appeared behind Wu Fei, who realized it only when it was already a bit too late.

Meng Gou was in a miserable state. A peerless expert at the early stage of the Samsara Realm, he had now been hacked into six pieces by a youth at the half-step Samsara Realm. It was not that Meng Gou was too weak, but that Lu Zifeng was simply too monstrous. Anyone who didn't know Lu Zifeng would never imagine that a young man could comprehend three heavenly laws.

Suddenly, a violent roar echoed through the forest. Amidst it, a sound like a sword's hum shattered the evening silence, a sharp note that chilled the soul.

Lu Zifeng looked up, his gaze instantly locking onto a light orb the size of several feet at the top of the altar. Inside that orb was the Extreme Ice Ancestral Jade that he had been desperately seeking.

After they seized the Dragon Sun Grass, many teams were still unwilling to give up, trailing far behind them in hopes of reaping the rewards of a fisherman, or selling their hiding spot to Du Yuanjiang for a handsome profit.

These two fellows had harbored certain intentions since they first met. Although they had not exchanged words and had even fought a life-and-death battle, this one action was performed with remarkable tacit understanding.

The terrifying rain of energy burned like heavenly fire consuming a city. Even with a defense as strong as the Cosmic Iron Dragon, those who touched the energy shrieked in agony, with few escaping unscathed.

Hiding in a large tree, Wu Fei wondered where Xia Long might be hiding. The fact that Xia Long had escaped from the Reaper mercenary base proved he was no simple man; at the very least, he was extremely cunning, and such ordinary houses could never conceal him.