Chapter 24: The Dream Shattered

Mingjing pushed Lin Sicheng away and stood by the window, taking a long time to calm her emotions. Only then did she gradually regain her composure. By now, the bus had already entered H City. Perhaps due to the presence of the base, there were far more survivors in this area, and not a single zombie could be seen.

“Fan Jinglei, you’re the one with deep pockets here, but this elixir is mine. One hundred and twenty thousand top-grade spirit stones,” Ye Mingyang shouted loudly.

But all of this was merely wishful thinking on the part of the man with the rooster comb hair. With only a second-tier cultivation level, he couldn’t discern the true strength of his opponent, nor was he foolish enough to think they were ordinary people without special powers. On the contrary, he was smart enough to realize that none of them were to be trifled with.

I bit my lip. There was no way to refute this. Apart from Liyuan, who else around me had such profound abilities—to conceal themselves on a battlefield teeming with demonic energy and celestial power, remaining undetected?

Normally, the dantian would stop expanding after reaching a certain point, but Zhang Yang was about to begin compressing his liquid primal energy into a solid state.

Ding Luoyu was utterly stunned. Only a very few knew of his grandfather’s seclusion in the Ding family’s forbidden grounds, where the old man forcibly suppressed his own strength to evade the heavenly tribulation. He hadn’t expected his grandfather to hold Guo Huai in such high regard.

The surrounding noise seemed to fade away. Jiu’er stiffly rose and walked forward, reaching out to grasp the arm that had slowly fallen limp.

Even Ziling Xueyan was infected by the laughter and, with a puzzled smile, asked, “Did you remember the Dragon Pine?”

There was no need to elaborate on Ji Fongning’s looks. He was always perceived as taciturn, stern, and methodical, lacking even a trace of the romantic spirit men were supposed to have. According to Zhongli’s taste, she had absolutely no interest in this reserved type. She preferred the passionate, sweet-talking, charming, and romantic sort.

“So you were testing her? You idiot! That was far too dangerous!” Lei Ao scolded him sternly, then nudged Ye Feng with his elbow and leered, “But next time, let me have a go at it!” Ye Feng snorted coldly and punched Lei Ao in the face.

On March 17, the second round of the league saw Tokyo FC at home against Nagoya Grampus. For Lin Ge, it was yet another disappointing match.

Amid thunderous cheers from the crowd, the entire Bayern team donned gold medals at the center of the Olympic Stadium, hoisting the trophy and successfully crowning themselves as triple champions.

The Walker’s League was one of several alliances formed by the Resistance. The leaders of Flourishing Hall had originally been company men, but due to internal conflicts, they split off and returned to the time-space they once belonged to, hoping for a quiet corner. Unfortunately, the Walker’s League was recruiting aggressively and seeking expansion, seriously threatening their rule over their time-space.

It was a pity that he only remembered he was a cultivator, yet had no idea whether he belonged to a sect or what true connection he had to the real Kunlun.

It could be said that without the North Atlantic Current, all of the Americas and Northern Europe would be uninhabitable—a testament to the immense influence of ocean currents.

He began to consider letting the matter go. If Lin Kun truly became a mid-grade Xuan-level alchemist, his status would soar, and even the young master of the Helian family would be unable to suppress him.

Now, Lin Kun was only making minor adjustments, but this alone was astonishing—he had actually combined sorting, blending, purifying, and mixing into a single step.

If Zhang Jian were to auction off his painting, it would easily fetch hundreds of thousands. However, as he himself said, the micro-world entry code Chen Yang had given him was priceless beyond mere money.

Click, click! Chen Shengtian pressed the incandescent switch beside her, the light shifting from yellow to white, illuminating Chen Xi’s pale face. The harsh brightness forced her to close her eyes.

“Is that so? This is Huang Yunhan’s testimony! It can prove the authenticity of the recording!” Zhang Yijie pulled out a sheet of paper and slapped it on the coffee table.

This thick mist was most likely conjured by that adept. If he missed this chance, he might never encounter such power again. Wei Yu steeled himself and called out loudly once more, readying the Scroll of Mountains and Rivers.

“Huh?!” Upon hearing Li Feichen’s words, Lazy March’s face twisted in obvious disgust.

“Alright, we’ll talk about this later. Ouyang Hong, go coordinate with the security department. Qiqi, fetch Hanbing. Qi Fangfang, have a seat—tell us about the Dark Fox,” Wang Qi ended his joke and began assigning tasks.

No matter how beautiful Zhu Weixi was, in his heart she was nothing more than a counterfeit, bearing a slight resemblance to Miao Miao.

Wei Yu wanted to ask why the tiger didn’t go itself, but recalling how it had been napping just now, he bit his tongue and looked instead to Yue Wanhua.

He unleashed another downward slash with his newly improved sword technique, feeling a sudden clarity and comfort. After a moment's thought, he decided to give this hard-won opening move a resounding name.

Shuang Ming scouted the surroundings and found no trace of lurking enemies. Clearly, the archer was highly skilled, able to hit a target a hundred paces away.

With Liang Yue’s reassurance, Murong Hao nodded obediently, brimming with joy inside, and dashed to the kitchen, eager to learn how to cook.

Li Qingran took a deep breath, her heart pounding wildly. She closed her eyes and leaned in toward Chen Fan, determined to show him her resolve with a sweet taste.

When Zhou Jieya answered Qin Fan’s call, she was still gossiping with her close friends about the latest scandals from the Shen family.

Mu Kang had wanted to say that they were trapped here, with even the slimmest chance of escape seeming remote, let alone searching for such a mysterious place.

Yet, in Zhou Shuang’s eyes, all of this was simply Liu Baoguo safeguarding the bigger picture and refusing to let Zhou Lulu’s family embarrass themselves any further.

Though the mountain was long gone, the temple razed, and even the old monk had passed away.

Qin Hui told Liu Tianming to pack her things in the room, then asked a nurse to lead the way as they headed straight for the VIP section.

With things as they were, all that was left was to wait patiently for the one thousand two hundred and ninety-six hidden acupoints to open up on their own.

The group pressed forward through the mine tunnel. The shaft beneath the dispatch room had already been blown up, making it impossible for anyone outside to enter.