Chapter 68: Year’s End

On the surface of the sea, Min Sheng naturally saw Yun Su diving underwater. Though his heart believed in her, he couldn't help but worry. He injected a trace of spiritual power into each person's body, restoring their consciousness. That alone was not enough; he then pierced each of them at the philtrum, Yongquan, Shaoyin, and Tongtian points—these being the most sensitive, pain-governing acupoints in the human body, capable of amplifying pain tenfold in an instant.

Yet, this mosquito-like buzzing sounded different to Jiang Dao, who accurately perceived it as lines of speech. Grandfather Yun ignored her; this cup of tea was made from his carefully preserved medicinal herbs, impossible to find again. Especially for Cao Ahu, whose physical strength was impressive—once able to defeat several men in street fights through brute force. Now, having entered the stage of internal energy and practiced Lin Feng's techniques, he was confident he could take on twenty opponents.

"But I..." Chu Fei was still uneasy. After all, they had reached the final stage; if they failed at the last hurdle, it would be a great loss. The crimson spiritual power seemed to sense a threat, raging wildly, desperate to destroy it. "Alright, then all of you stay. Work begins tomorrow," Aunt Liu said, seeing her struggle to move and not lingering long. After a few polite words, she left with her group.

To have six martial saints appear simultaneously signified the mysterious master must be terrifyingly powerful. Even though forced to recall disciples from the secular world, their anger remained silent. Before Tongtong could continue speaking, a plush puppet pillow flew at her, followed by a cry of anguished rage.

The driver, perhaps anxious to hurry back, started the car before Su Xing had stepped out. As she walked out of the house, vicious curses from Fourth Uncle Su and Zhang Cuihua echoed behind her. Anyway, Xu Xiuxiu felt she was generous, having given so much food away—wasn’t this a sign of someone foolish with too much money?

"Guo'er, what's wrong?" Sixi looked at Brave Fruit with concern, asking anxiously.

The people from Night Phoenix would never let her go alone, rising to follow. Yan Rong had no choice but to go along as well. Everyone could see the intentions between Azure Dragon and White Tiger—only Sixi was unaware and found it amusing, deliberately ignoring the two.

Zhuang Ge used his good hand to pull out two hundred yuan and tossed it to the ground, but Ye Yunxi still showed no intention of lowering her legs. As it stood, only he seemed to know that Di Weina was a magic pharmacist.

Facing the entrance was a counter, taller than a person, cluttered with various parts. A wooden high stool sat behind it; it seemed Pol usually sat there. The added lifespan was not gained out of thin air, but required comprehension of the laws of life contained within the life mark, deepening one’s understanding of "life" itself.

"I want to use the bamboo forest as the foundation and set up a large formation, so others can't easily disturb our lives," Ling Yun said. Gradually, as Tang Chen repeatedly cast Frost Arrows in his youthful recklessness, he noticed the boss’s movements slowing considerably, making it much easier to deal damage.

The alarming thing was that even the Jade Palace's mountain protections had been weakened significantly. The last junior brother, pressed by his senior sister's raging aura and the attack of the spirit seed, died of fright.

In previous years, when the Qin family entered competitions, their works barely needed review—guaranteed a nomination, though winning was uncertain. After all, the Qin family had an animation appreciation master, and any script passing through his hands would never be subpar.

"Mu Yan and Jiang Bingqing both fell to the third Cyclops?" Ye Nan asked, watching the two contestants on the dueling platforms. Hearing this, the man was shocked, blurting, "How does the prince know?..." Gao Qiu quickly signaled him to stop talking, but it was too late—he had already revealed too much. Most of the court ministers knew, but none dared speak, as the man belonged to Gao Qiu.

Remembering their happy times together, pain stirred in her heart. So this was how it felt to be betrayed.

She was a lofty CEO, never subjected to such humiliation—even her father and mother had never struck her. After spinning in the void in a circular motion, it silently coiled around the giant sword of Sword Intent.

Beaten black and blue, teeth nearly knocked out, forced to admit defeat—such humiliation nearly broke Kong Chenmo, but he knew he had lost and had no choice but to accept it.

Suddenly, Xingye Bing conjured an ice sword in his hand. Behind him, the Earth Star slowly withered, breaking into shards of ice, falling like snow.

The Blood Sea was vast and anything but calm; legend held that dreadful divine beasts and wild monsters lurked within its depths.

Delrosa smiled sweetly, and behind her layers of infernal worlds appeared, eerie and terrifying, with evil ghosts drifting and gods and demons roaring—a broken world of hellish gods and monsters.

"It’s possible; damn, there’s never a moment’s peace." Old Niu realized his cushy days had dulled his edge. In the past, if he’d heard the entire inspection team had been wiped out, he’d have jumped up and led an attack; now, he hesitated, clearly unwilling to take risks.

Given that the Snow Country’s military power had suffered enormous losses, and Windflower's trusted aide Wolf Fang Avalanche was dead, there was also news of military resources found inside.

Yesterday, the man who attacked Du Yu with magic was not among Huo Qingfang’s group. Of those who came, only an elderly man in his fifties or sixties had been with Huo Qingfang yesterday.

"Great Khan! The two White Banners have broken through Jin County and are advancing toward Songshan. If they hold the terrain and coordinate with allied firearms, no matter how many Ming reinforcements arrive, we can slaughter them all! With no support, Jinzhou City will fall within a month!" Jierhalang declared.