Chapter Thirty-Eight: Is the World Truly This Small?

Ye Feng drove his BYD with immense joy; he finally had his own car. From now on, heading to school in his little car would be so cool. Man Yun followed behind Ye Feng’s car, driving her own. “I have to say, boys are just boys—he handles the car so well right from the start.” She remembered when she first learned to drive, even though it was automatic, she practiced for quite a while before daring to take it on the road. Ye Feng, Xia Ling, and Man Yun gathered around a table. Ye Feng had already prepared a full spread...

Ye Feng said no more and began to inspect the ground, searching carefully. After some picking and choosing, he finally selected three pieces of jade for gambling.

The ugly, thick-skinned creature was utterly impervious to their sorcery. In just a few exchanges, it battered them so fiercely that they scattered, wailing and fleeing in panic. Yet, more people soon arrived at the scene.

Old Luo took up a magnifying glass and observed intently; the situation became clear at once. Ye Feng was right—these glaze embryos truly lacked any blue components. They were Yuan Dynasty blue-and-white ware, but not produced in Jingdezhen.

“Xie Dongya, return my apprentice!” At the head of the group, an elderly man shouted, his momentum astonishing. The shout carried a powerful aura, and the sound waves struck the barrier, causing it to shudder violently.

This could reduce the chance of being discovered. Though the deep mountains were rarely inhabited, these people treated their surroundings as perilous, for vigilance was the best way to protect themselves.

After the meal, as they enjoyed their tea, Li Shang—seated nearby—coughed twice and signaled to Fatty with his eyes. But Fatty paid no heed, utterly unmoved, squinting as he savored his tea and showing no intention of doing anything.

Wang Mu squinted, his gaze locked on the dagger, his eyes gleaming with expertise. No wonder the Taoist possessed such strength; it was thanks to this dagger—a truly fine magical artifact.

The cruise boat was leagues apart from the yacht they had arrived in, from specifications to amenities. One was for high-end enjoyment, the other could only be considered a common commodity.

However, the spells we retained here were mostly low-level ones. Against such a formidable cultivator as Baldy, they were virtually useless.

As for the Chinese girl, she was always more reserved in such matters. Ye Dongqing naturally wouldn't mention anything, and simply navigated between Laura and her, letting time decide who was right for him.

Yet my words were not agreed upon by everyone present. At least, Zhong Biao and Lu Zhang—silent and brooding—were not. Seeing me unharmed again while Zhong Biao himself had lost all his cultivation, he simply could not accept it.

Fang Yu lived alone outside, and for his safety, his wealthy parents provided him with a gun for self-defense.

Although he disliked Cheng Fengji’s impulsive temperament, the Great Sun Martial Arts Association clearly came to stir up trouble, even bringing along a disciple of Longguo descent. It was nothing short of an insult to all the Longguo martial schools in Jinling.

“Headquarters has dispatched Senior Researcher, Bolite.” Elena Ye handed her identity card to the security staff, her face cold and expressionless.

After glaring fiercely at Qin Fan, she finally followed the black-clad elder, striding away without a backward glance.

Han Yi tried his best to restrain himself from losing his temper, but, for reasons unknown, just responding to her seemed to kindle a strange anger within.

“Never mind how I know, that isn't the point. The point is, how are you going to compensate me for breaking my door?” Fang Yu waved his hand.

“I remember mentioning before that you could join our Lake Light Society. What do you think after considering it?” Nero asked with a smile.

Chen Chuan couldn't help but laugh at the sight. After killing one person, his ‘winner winner chicken dinner’ ability had activated, allowing him to quickly get into the zone.

That post immediately caused a sensation. Some people erupted in furious curses—these were the ones who had spent money to buy locations in the Devil’s Trading Post.