Chapter 61: Turning the Tables Through a Man

The sobbing that had just subsided suddenly grew loud again. Wang Siyang tugged at Deling’s arm. "Deling... won't you forgive me? Please... forgive me..."

Deling peeled his fingers away one by one. "Every single penny spent on my mother's illness back then, I've kept track of it, deducting..."

It was just that she hadn't calculated on this large dog beforehand, which halved the old fellow's rage meter. But as it turned out, this large dog had actually walked right into the trap.

A beauty shedding tears stirs a man's heart to itchy depths, making him yearn to hold her in his arms and offer thorough comfort. Seeing Feng Hao's eyes fixed unwaveringly, Xiao Yue’s face was full of heartache and pity.

Zhang Chuhan wanted to blurt out about Tian Chuan immediately, as the latter might not know that Tian Chuan was also in Yizhou City.

Jiujiu didn't take that feeble, hollow sensation to heart; the effects of mental suppression could linger for a long time, and using superpower more often to absorb energy crystals would help her recover.

Yin Yang immediately went to look for Zhongli and the others. With Lin Xiaoxiao, the top figure of the military, present, no one dared to say much. In a short while, the people from the Dragon Flame faction had arrived, under orders to take them to the exchange meeting.

Thunder Hammer did not continue deeper, because Jupiter was simply too massive, and a gas giant at that; his eyes hurt just from looking at it.

The song remained unfinished because the river was already filled with laughter and banter, some soldiers laughing so hard they nearly fell into the water. With voices like that, even the fish would likely be scared away.

However, observing the sky, with the setting sun descending and night falling, coupled with a rumbling stomach, I decided to find somewhere to have a hearty meal first.

This was a fierce and brutal battle. Relying on the demonic power within his body, the Maple Emperor gradually stabilized his footing, avoiding being slain by Xia Mu while the momentum was in the latter's favor.

She sat right there, quietly yet impossible to ignore. It was as if an innate nobility and arrogant aura surrounded and elevated her; wherever she might be, she remained the focal point of all eyes, radiating a brilliant glow.

By the time things were roughly settled, a crescent moon hung like a hook and night had fallen. The two extinguished the campfire, remaining on high alert within the cave. Waiting until the deep hours of the night, they finally heard the faint call of a partridge, followed by someone calling out in a low voice from outside the cave, "Young Master Qin, I have come!" It was indeed the voice of Zhao Feiyan.

With that, he turned back into the stone chamber, rummaging through the massive piles of gold and silver treasures to inspect them. Every large iron chest was opened and meticulously checked; they contained nothing but pearls, fine jades, gemstones, and gold ingots, with not a shred of food or fresh water. The stone chamber was perfectly square, its four walls made entirely of granite, offering no other passageways.

"Eh? Self-upgrade?" Qin Long was quite astonished now. The machine's core could actually upgrade itself? And the degree of upgrade was extremely high? If that were the case, Anna's future potential would be limitless. Fortunately, such a machine was a friend rather than an enemy. This was truly a blessing.

"Following this breakthrough of yours, are there any other changes?" Su Lingfeng studied Tuanzi inquiringly and asked.

"Rex... please... stop torturing me." The searing heat and burning sensation throughout her body caused her to arch her back unbearably. The physical transformation was no less intense than that of the night the hibiscus scent had dispersed.

A fate worse than death—would she still fear it? The journey she had experienced, falling from heaven into hell, was how far off from a fate worse than death?

Hearing this, Qin Jingyu felt a stir in her heart. Although this water jug could not directly prove the existence of that tunnel through the mountains, it ignited a glimmer of hope before everyone present, at least proving that the talk of a shortcut was not entirely baseless or out of reach.

Mu Zhen bit her lip, feeling somewhat uncomfortable inside. Although this meant she could stay a little longer, Chen Zimer's implication was that he wasn't particularly eager for her to keep living at his home.

Eventually, the hydrogen at the core of this gas cloud surpassed the critical temperature, and under the effects of high temperature and high pressure, it was thoroughly ignited.