Chapter 53: Their Assessment

Where there is one, there are two, and where there is two, there is three. Scarcely had the first copy of the Newcomer's Manual appeared than everyone found an identical book hidden upon their person.

No one knew when the manual had materialized.

Flipping it open out of sheer curiosity, the six of them were instantly dumbfounded, their souls scared clean out of their bodies by the contents—which were completely identical to what Cheng Fan had perused earlier.

Through the manual, they learned that they had departed from reality and were currently trapped within an alternate dimension known as the Curse Space. Once brought here, there was absolute no way back; not only could they never return, but they were also forced to carry out terrifying supernatural missions.

Having read the contents of the manual, the next moment, the minds of the six were once again...

"They went to Tianling Gorge. Tongtong made a fuss about going there to play with those divine beasts," Shen Daohang said with a helpless shake of his head.

Although they knew Lei Zhan's murderous intent was not aimed at them, those around him still instinctively shivered, and many even took a couple of steps back unconsciously.

"Even if you have objections, you should discuss them with me privately afterwards. You shouldn't slap my face like that in a meeting. I am also an employee of the company, and as the vice president in charge of administration, maintaining company order is my duty. Upholding the dignity of the company's leadership is something I am all the more obligated to do."

Although Lü Dandan had been frightened the night before by Young Master Ye's threat to send her to the police station to assist with the investigation, she remained defiant.

However, the inner strength cultivated through foundational martial arts training was extremely primitive and could be seamlessly integrated with any technique. Therefore, Zai Yuan had intended to keep cultivating the basics to continuously enhance his power.

His empty right hand made a grabbing and releasing motion, shooting two beams of cyan light from his palm. One broke through the roof and soared into the sky, while the other enveloped the corpse-worm.

Vital energy originates within the meridians of the human body. Strong vital energy keeps the meridians clear, weak vital energy leads to frequent illness, and the absence of vital energy inevitably results in death.

While Bai Yu drove, Rakshasa remained silent throughout. Her long hair veiled her face, concealing her expression, so no one could tell just how grief-stricken she truly was.

As soon as Qin Fan mentioned that incident, Qin Fang instantly recalled how she had barged into Young Master Ye's room that fateful night, vomiting everywhere, and how Young Master Ye had actually helped her take a bath and change her clothes. Her face instantly flushed bright red.

Once he finished speaking, Young Master Ye swiftly pulled out the modified toy telescope he had prepared earlier and peered secretly through the gap in the curtains toward the two o'clock direction.

"Whoa!" Those scoundrels' eyes went straight, staring fixedly at Zheng Xiaoyu's exquisite figure.

Having endured eight years of imprisonment and believing he was doomed, he had experienced a miraculous escape from the jaws of death. Nothing could ever cause him extreme joy or sorrow again, and his state of mind was vastly different from before.

Li Yang let out a disgruntled, cold snort and opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly noticing the production crew waving at him, he slowly stepped away from his camera position and retreated. Anyway, the upcoming competition had nothing to do with him.

China needed the two massive forces of ancient witchcraft and ancient martial arts. Simultaneously, the ancient martial arts families and the lineage of ancient witchcraft needed to absorb fresh blood, selecting outstanding successors from the vast expanses of China.

He looked like a rakshasa from the netherworld, as though he cared for nothing in the world. He wouldn't even bat an eye if he were to slaughter Yin Xiaoxue right here and now.

Taohua cast a sweet glance at Chen Fan. This journey had indeed been fraught with peril; without Chen Fan, she would have had no confidence in making it out alive.

Xue'er was already accustomed to it, letting Meier knead and poke her without a single squeak, comfortably closing her eyes instead.

A thin man, slender as a bamboo pole, with a sickly cyan hue to his complexion, looked as though a single breath could knock him over, giving the impression that he was ready to dissolve into the wind at any moment.

He had originally thought that the peerless Demon Emperor in person would effortlessly slaughter Li Dalong and avenge him. Never had he expected that even his imperial father would be defeated and injured by Li Dalong before fleeing in panic. It was truly shocking.

Pinsir unleashed astonishing strength, charging toward Weavile, attempting to ram it with the two pincers on its head. However, due to the chilling wind earlier, its speed was heavily impaired.

Looking up at the dark clouds overhead, he suddenly saw countless wandering ghosts drifting through the lower layers of the clouds.

Min Yuehua silently accepted it, inevitably feeling a bit dejected. She couldn't even order off the menu properly, and the older man clearly hadn't understood what she meant.

A high-level Great Saint facing a hundred, a low-level Saint Sovereign facing ten million, a mid-level Saint Sovereign facing one hundred million, and a high-level Saint Sovereign facing ten billion.

Now that the Demon race was launching a massive invasion, the powerhouses of the Divine Realm refused to sit and wait for death, gathering countless warriors to meet them in battle.

Over the next few days, Lu Tianyu was restless and unable to settle his mind on anything, anxiously waiting for Shuangyun to contact him. As days passed, amidst his anxious wait, the remote sensing satellite data was finally downloaded to him. After glancing at the scanned images, Lu Tianyu was so happy he almost jumped for joy.

"Just companions in the same profession, we aren't close," Hu Xiancao said repeatedly, completely ignoring Su Wen's grimacing and wincing face.

Although the Venerable Xiazhen also believed that Li Wan was incapable of capturing the Glazed Jade Lotus, she understood Li Wan better than most and knew he possessed extraordinary peculiarities, which sparked a faint glimmer of hope within her.

If Lu Tianyu's calculations were correct, this type of energy-gathering array could barely provide the necessary energy for a few individuals in its initial stages. Once some of them broke through to the intermediate stage, their energy demands would grow exponentially, rendering the array's effects increasingly insignificant.

Zhang Bingning's face was flushed red, her breathing ragged, her movements suddenly as swift and fierce as a female leopard.

Yan Xiaoxiao frowned slightly. Why did she inexplicably feel such a heavy weight in her heart? Were men really this insecure? She still preferred him when he was dominant and overbearing. Later on, Yan Xiaoxiao finally understood the profound meaning behind those words, but by then, many things could no longer be undone—though that is a story for another time.

"My elder brother once conducted a detailed intelligence dossier on you," Adolf Charlie's words carried a strange undertone, his expression tinged with uncertainty.

Yet as she stood at the doorstep, she hesitated once more. Finally, taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door.

"No." Jin Guangyan's expression darkened once again. She actually wanted to work as an assistant for another man?

However, Lin Tianyao knew that the residents of Lou City must never become aware of this capability. Otherwise, even if the townspeople were loyal, they would still grow uneasy.

Qingwan glanced at her and said, "We do hold the title deed to Baili Mountain, but the shops outside have always been managed by the shopkeepers. We don't have the property deeds, so what can we use to reason with them? What if they file a counter-suit against us?" Besides, today they still needed to make a trip to the prefectural yamen to formally register Baili Jingqiu's name in the household registry.

"It's fine, Brother Jiang Yue. We've shopped plenty today; I can always buy it another day." Yan Xiaoxiao felt a sense of relief.