Volume 1, Chapter 59: Deity: The Purple-Robed Corpse King

Su Ran glanced at Ou Ye and said softly, "The routine is dead."

Hearing this, the previously numb Ou Ye suddenly raised his head, staring straight at Su Ran, his dull gaze tinged with a hint of suspicion.

"Not just the routine, the entire Four Seas Society is gone."

Su Ran sighed and continued, "Bury your grandfather well, and then come with us."

Wu Hao had also heard his master, Mu Chunhua, speak of this before: although plain in appearance, he possessed extraordinary bones and exceptional talent, and was furthermore pure, honest, and upright. He never expected to witness this living person today.

Well, what more could Bai Sen say? He could only wave helplessly, letting him forage for food on his own, before heading back to the cellar, to meet again tomorrow.

"What do you plan to do? This is a B-tier world, after all," Lin Jiaxin said, asking a question to which she already knew the answer.

Mount Kunlun is the premier dragon vein of this country, possessing a rare and majestic spiritual energy and divinity. Ordinary formations set up here can instantly be sublimated, doubling their power.

However, this also made him acutely aware of how freakish his own constitution was, actually drawing such targeted hostility from the heavens, unwilling to let him grow. He figured instances like his were few and far between.

Xianling glanced at Li Yunhui, who smiled and said, "Alright! I'll wait for you by the big locust tree outside first, I'm heading out." With that, Li Yunhui left.

Resembling a giant octopus with a pair of crimson blood-shot eyes, it surveyed its surroundings while its tentacles wriggled and sank back down, directly beneath that glowing orb that looked like a full moon in the ocean.

After all, once a person dies, the spiritual imprint left anywhere dissipates along with them; this was common knowledge.

Suddenly, a wave of spiritual energy that seemed to have been suppressed all this time erupted from Xiao Qing'er's delicate and graceful body like a breached floodgate.

Qin Ran could hardly bear it, her butterfly-wing-like eyelashes trembling violently, "Fifteen..." Han Yu did not answer her.

Disregarding the taxi driver whose spirit had collapsed from fright, Chi Ying had already entered the interior of the villa complex. Mere security guards and surveillance cameras could not possibly block her steps, and before long, she had selected a villa.

Glasses were raised and toasts exchanged; the men had already satisfied their craving for alcohol before the main dishes were served. In this era, alcohol was not easily come by, so no one would drink themselves into a drunken stupor, stopping at a light touch. Once the main courses were served, the banquet reached its dramatic highlight, a chance to truly savor these dishes that could well be called grand feasts.

Chu Hao formed seals with both hands, and the power of Yin and Yang erupted. In all directions, the Yin and Yang curse seals transformed into talismans to suppress evil spirits.

"Rescue, launch the rescue immediately, all troops attack, launch a full-scale general charge!" Kimura Kazuyoshi finally hesitated no longer, and gave the cold command.

"The matter is actually quite obvious, and I believe many discerning people can see it." Zhao Ping'an spread his hands, noncommittal.

No, even if it were like the old hole-in-the-wall diners of the past, that would still be quite something. You must know that those old diners used to be rented by big brother, but now he had actually bought one, which clearly showed that big brother was much wealthier than before.

However, if she exhausted all her efforts in business only to go bankrupt, she might just commit suicide. This was the absolute truth in her heart.

Gastens's words clearly struck a chord with Xinke and the others. They surrounded Gastens, talking all at once, yet unable to form a unified opinion. Seeing more and more soldiers rushing past him one after another, Gastens knew time was running out, so he urged everyone to continue retreating.

Although Wang Chen knew nothing about those newly emerged factions, there was one thing he could be certain of: apart from those like the Cui family who had already been hiding in Yanjing, the rest of the factions definitely did not exist within Yanjing. Since they weren't in Yanjing, where on earth did they exist?

"You weapon, you're actually being picky, aren't you? Since you have a spirit, go and choose a master yourself, and let me open my eyes!" Gousheng looked at the Halberd of Heavenly Guidance, saying with a resentful expression.