Chapter 079: The Loser Drinks a Whole Bottle

Wen Ni looked over at Zhou Jingyi. Zhou Jingyi was talking to another man, not sparing her a single glance. Wen Ni rubbed her chin. Just as well.

Lu Zhixia said, “Let’s play cards, as usual.” Fang Zhijue agreed. Wen Ni was quite curious to know what their usual rules were. Lu Zhixia asked, “Would Miss Wen like to join us?” Wen Ni hesitated. Lu Zhixia explained, “Our usual rule is to draw lots, pair up in twos, and whoever loses at cards, their partner has to drink.” The unfamiliar number, unsigned and commanding in tone, made it impossible for her not to know who it was.

Almost all present were members of the club, and upon hearing of Wang Fei’s genius, they immediately decided to pay a visit. The fans, staff, and media waiting at the finish line weren’t especially shocked when they saw the Subaru Impreza with its windshield blocked by the hood—this had happened in past races as well, where drivers, guided by their co-drivers, continued the race blind. Shen Ling greeted everyone politely and sensibly. With Mrs. Zhou’s protection, the others naturally gave her due respect, smiling and nodding in return.

The photograph was brazenly displayed here. Moreover, for Shu Ruye to produce this photo, she clearly knew some of the underlying circumstances. After careful selection, nearly all the elite among these three thousand soldiers had been chosen. Jiang Yan now always found various excuses to avoid things, repeatedly trapping herself—what dignity was there to speak of? As long as she didn’t bring it up, who knew how long Jiang Yan would keep up the act of amnesia?

Others laughed at the competitors who couldn’t best ZerO in qualifiers or the main race, finding consolation in their practice runs instead. Just as he was about to leave, the surge of foul energy came violently, and in an instant, he lost consciousness. Mi Fang, after all, was a veteran and founding member, having assisted Guan Yu in defending the city for years. Naturally, he still had trusted men in the city—if a conflict truly broke out, chaos would erupt in the rear, giving the Eastern Army the perfect opportunity to attack.

“Hmph, it seems Li Yan, Xiu You, and the rest grew too greedy for merit. Once they entered the Lost Lands, they must have planned to gather ten million human souls and claim all the credit for themselves.”

As the saying goes, towering mountains breed monsters, steep ridges give birth to demons. Perhaps it was just my imagination, but the atmosphere suddenly felt eerie, as if something unseen in the darkness was staring intently at me from all sides.

The Nether Earth Stone is a special refining material imbued with unique elemental earth energy. Yun Yu had never encountered it before, and it was perfect for crafting defensive treasures—something Yun Yu needed desperately. The four of them arrived at the Celestial Tree around three in the afternoon. Dusk was approaching; soon it would be dark. Even in the canopy world, nightfall was dangerous. Rather than risk an attack in the dark, it was better to rest for the night under the tree’s protection.

After looking around carefully, Ye Zhuo realized that, at least within this safe zone, this was truly a cultivation sanctuary many practitioners could only dream of. Zhao Ming broke out in a cold sweat, stunned and unable to accept what he saw. Even after half a month of training in the Jiuyi Mountains, such brutality—scenes soaked in blood and slaughter—were enough to shake him to his core. Though he didn’t know exactly what was happening, seeing Murong Feng’s hesitant expression, Murong Kun understood that things were definitely not so simple.

Xuan Yuan Huihuang charged again, sword slashing toward Murong Xue’s face. But Murong Xue was utterly unflustered, calmly reaching out and catching the tip of the sword between her slender fingers.

I chased after him, calling out, but Fatty just kept running. The feeling was all too familiar—the last time Fatty and I were under the influence of hallucinogenic gu, it was exactly like this. A chill crept through me: had Fatty been possessed this time?

Shangguan Yun laughed, “Qingqing, how could you bear to kill me? The two of us are of one heart—you wouldn’t have the heart to do it.” As he spoke, he threw himself into Qin Lanxin’s arms.