Chapter 37: Subduing with Fists

"This cultist of the Blood Garment seems to have mastered some method for awakening a deity... Chu Ge, you only have five days. After five days, the World-Turbulent Ape will emerge from the pyramid."

"The evolution rate of the World-Turbulent Ape is terrifying. You must stifle it at its birth, or else you must leave this place and wait until you have broken through to the fifth, or even sixth rank, before returning."

Zhou An’s mind was in turmoil, his heart filled with anxiety. The last time Princess Yunjing was assassinated, she had barely survived; now, a second attempt would surely involve even greater power.

As soon as the words fell, Ye Xiyun suddenly flicked her Cloud Immortal Ribbon, whipping it toward Taishang Peak. Though the ribbon appeared as soft as flowing clouds, at that moment it seemed to transform into a massive white steel lash, striking the very body of the peak with a resounding crack.

Yet, seeing Ji Jingxi so composed and unaffected, Jing Yang and Ji Lang could not determine what he was truly thinking, assuming only that he felt it beneath him to concern himself with such matters.

In the end, the piece of Black Demon Iron sold for 9.6 million spirit stones, falling just short of the ten-million mark.

He used the ribbon to draw his phone over, tapped to answer, and switched to speakerphone, placing it on the edge of the bathtub.

"Huh, that's not right. This really must be a dream after all..." He still held this belief, for his body felt weightless, and everything possessed a sense of unreality.

With the survival rates of the first ten as a comparison, it took only a day or two for the initial few who faced the experiment with a death-defying resolve to shift toward fighting desperately for the opportunity. Shi Hui could only spend her days at the hospital, treating as many people as possible. Due to the Spirit Seed Planting Project, they had subsequently taken in more wounded soldiers to care for.

Over the next two months, everyone was busy. Sheng Ningxia was occupied with the reality show, calling Zhou Zekai every night to report its progress, while the film Zhou Zekai had been shooting had wrapped, leaving only the final promotion phase.

Just as when he had crossed the forbidden lightning tribulation, he faced the heavenly tribulation with a heart set on victory, convinced he could overcome it.

Madam He felt a sense of relief; it seemed that with the old matriarch present, she could focus solely on caring for her son. As for external matters, the old matriarch would never treat Yaozu unfairly. After all, Yaozu was her most precious grandson.

The second tier contained only a few dozen tables, reserved for the young masters of the various branches and the elite disciples. The culinary skills and quality were naturally much better than those at the lowest level.

Zhao Wuji spoke, detailing exactly how he and the Demon King had devised the plan to lure everyone into searching for the Golden Train.

"As a result, while executing the mission, I fell into their trap, and my subordinates and I rushed in, suffering heavy casualties."

Fang Yi spat out his cigarette and raised his middle finger at the cannon-fodder bio-beasts.

Liu Yong had noticed the rockery, but hadn't paid it much mind. Now, seeing Xu Qin and his two attendants wearing expressions of surprise, it was clear the brothers had kept their secret well, even hiding it from their own sons.

At that moment, sounds of "clang, clang" and "boom, boom" erupted from all around. The Dragon Emperor and his companions instinctively looked toward a certain direction, seeing mecha warriors accompanied by genetic warriors rushing toward them.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. The energy in the Demon Beast Mountain Range was not exactly sparse, but it could hardly be called rich. Left with no choice, Fang Yi had to absorb the primordial essence from the Dragon Pearl.

After taking over, the distillery owners treated Liu Yong more affectionately than their own father. They had never imagined the Prefect would actually pay them. But the reality was that not only did he pay, he paid well above market price. How could they not be filled with gratitude? The original owners of two of the distilleries went directly to work for Liu Yong, becoming managers of the shops.

"I knew you old miser wouldn't spend a single cent!" Feng Piao pointed at Grandpa Hao and scolded him with a laugh.

"Hey! Old Li, you can't just go around saying things like that." Kong Xing hurriedly defended himself, though his reddening face betrayed his true thoughts.