Chapter 149 Side Story 2

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“The Elves haven’t made a move even now. Could it be that they know something about what’s really going on?” Fu Yunhu considered another possibility. If the Elven Empire brought its full strength to bear, it should be able to stop the Burial Flower Mound incident from escalating.

The Seventh Worthy Prince clasped his hands and deliberately feigned bewilderment. “I await Your Majesty’s explanation.” He acted as though he truly knew nothing, wearing an almost innocent expression.

Lee Jun-hwan chose the short-stature team, for reasons unknown. Gu Hee-hyun was pulled straight into the tall-stature team; the short-stature team’s arms were too short, and they were a step too slow.

Su Yu seized Chen Suxin’s other hand. Caught between the two men, she instantly drew a crowd of onlookers to a halt.

Perhaps, to them, death meant being unable to hear or see anything—and that was far easier than watching the slaughter unfolding right before their eyes. A person who could face their own death might not be able to face someone else’s, especially when they knew their companion was certain to die.

“If this is the Gate of the Underworld, then the realm of the dead lies beyond it. Are we really going in?” Wang Yizhi furrowed his brow slightly.

Qin Zihao gritted his teeth, his gaze turning fierce. His surging force burst outward, increasing by another thirty percent as he drove forward with a crushing assault, sending the black snake’s head several meters back.

Every scale on her massive body blazed with brilliant light. Then, above the battlefield, a crimson cavern appeared. Its hazy radiance seemed capable of swallowing everything. The silhouette of a giant scorpion emerged, opening its gaping maw to swallow Chen Fan.

“Uh… What are you doing? Why do you all look so menacing? Don’t forget who’s in charge here.” Seeing the way blocked ahead, the old man’s expression grew even darker.

If some powerful demon woke during that time, the consequences would be unthinkable.

In the rare quiet, Yan Ruo had no wish to say much. She simply closed her eyes and leaned back against the cushion. Her hands were still trembling, though, at odds with the feelings hidden behind her eyes. With her eyes closed, at least no one could peer into them.

Bu Qianhuai abandoned his plan to begin cultivating the Martial Armor Scripture right away. His injuries had yet to heal, after all, and he had no desire to leave himself with lasting damage. That would hardly be worth it.

“My dear child, it’s all right. As long as you’re willing to come back, you’ll still be my good boy…” Shen Cui had no idea why Cheng Xian’s attitude had changed so completely in an instant. Seeing him admit his mistake made her very happy. It was the first time he had ever done so.

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Chu Nuan’s home was warm, fresh, and tidy. The moment one stepped inside, it was a comforting place to be. Cheng Nanwei first carried Chu Nuan to the sofa, then went to the kitchen to heat some water and make her tea.

When Shen Xuyan did not answer, Yun Man frowned and tugged at him. Only then did he look at her.

As the marketing manager gave his report, he saw Shen Xuyan’s expression growing worse and worse, and struggled to keep calm.

With a turn of his hand, Autumn-Cleaving Wind vanished. He raised it again, and the black cloak in the distance flew to him as if drawn by an unseen force, settling across his shoulders.

“Good, good. I have plenty of time to get ready.” Ye Tianyi kept his eyes closed as he skimmed through it, then spoke.

“Brother Zhao, look at the scenery around here. It’ll help with the dizziness…” Fang Yi got out behind Zhao Hongtao and gently patted him on the back, discreetly sending a thread of true essence into him.

Wang Qi’s brows rose, and he could not help boasting. But the words had barely left his mouth when a thunderous rumble shook the ground. It shuddered violently several times before falling still again. By then, the altar had risen completely.

At Tokyo National Stadium, Lin Ge had played in the Super Cup before, but the stadium had not been fully open for that match. Only sixty thousand seats were available, and even those had not been filled. This time, the entire stadium was open, all eighty thousand seats available, and the stands were nearly full.

He clearly remembered recognizing at a glance that the Purple Fiend Jade was to blame. He had even given Huang Que two twelve-star Purity Pills. Could it be… the illness still hadn’t been cured?

Luo Yuan was far too strange. His footwork was so elusive that it seemed to leave no trace, and he had slipped past him time and again, making every attack miss. Worse, that strange music heard earlier sounded again—but from a place no one would have expected.

On the inn’s opening day, not all the staff went off to sleep. The veteran employees returned to the old inn, while the new hires stayed on duty. The latest shift ran until ten thirty, and one person would remain on the night watch.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Ning Yang had now been in the Perfect World for a full month.

But Wang Feng had not forgotten what Ren Liuran once said: in ancient times, all who fell short of the True Immortal were mere ants.

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The exit was just ahead. The three people in front did not hesitate, especially the one who had been so concerned about Su Mu earlier. He was the first to leave, as if eager to escape this secret realm.

Wang Guihua thought her younger self had been a complete fool. Then again, considering the circumstances back then, she figured there probably weren’t many divorce lawyers willing to take on her case.

Ye Han immediately left his state of meditation and opened his hand, murmuring as he faced the earth. The next moment, the ground began to shake violently, splitting apart with a roar as if struck by an earthquake.

Some had only just entered the Cosmic Realm. Others had remained stuck at the first or second tier. Even the city lord, the most powerful of them all, had reached only the fourth tier of the Cosmic Realm.

“Hmph. When someone comes to offer a toast, it’s only natural to return the courtesy. Why are you hesitating, Brother Zhao?” He Miao had been simmering with anger ever since Zhao Li had responded to him with that cutting, equivocal remark. Now he finally let it out.

To Garrosh, the speed that seemed astonishingly swift to Mordre appeared to unfold like a video slowed down tenfold.

Huang Xuanling had no idea how Feng Jianfeng had managed to sell so many top-grade magical artifacts. He had not known that Feng Jianfeng had sold them all at a gathering place for rogue cultivators, either.

A sharp sword nearly pierced Dongfang Xun’s skull! In the end, it missed by a hair, cutting away only a lock of black hair.

After walking a few steps, Ye Han looked back toward the top of the city gate. There, above the wall, a royal banner snapped and crackled in the wind and sand.