Chapter 80: Transferring the Test Subject

After finishing his words, Gu Hansheng walked straight into his own room, pulled out a bedsheet, tied two sheets together, and draped them over Zeng Hao’s head.

“There’s no time to lose, let’s leave now. Our colleagues are waiting downstairs. Rest assured and go with them; they won’t hurt you.”

Shi Yi glanced at Gu Hansheng, rose to help Zeng Hao move.

“Mi Chen, go check if anyone’s using the elevator.”

Throughout the cultivation world, chaos reigned ever since the ancient sects resurfaced ten thousand years ago. Yet, despite the turmoil, the arrival of the Pill Refining Conference still drew countless cultivators.

Not long after, Liu Mei received a phone call—Mo Rou asked her to come back for something, so Liu Mei left first.

Xu Youran’s clothes still clung damply to her skin, but fortunately she had thrown on a shirt, so nothing indecent was exposed.

Xu Fo, of course, wasn’t so heartless as to drive Yang Ai away, but Yang Ai’s heart was no longer here, so she pitifully nodded and went along with it.

Suddenly, he felt a clarity in heaven and earth; that chilling aura which made one anxious finally left his side.

In the void, divine light blazed, endless demonic might swept across the heavens, stirring the breath of life and death, waves of power converged. Seven great demons punched at a single point, the whole world churned and trembled, transforming into a giant demon that towered over heaven and earth.

A strange power shrouded Xiao Xuan’s body as he walked forward. Before him, the cultivators parted to either side in an uncanny manner.

Even now, if asked to describe how extraordinary the Primordial Lord was, he couldn’t say clearly, but that statue was the one he remembered most deeply.

“Feifei, go across to the internet café and get online. I’ll look for you after I’m done!” Chen Money said.

“Has Lord Wu lost his senses? An Fengjin is our army’s frontline stronghold. How can we abandon it so easily? My suggestion: only Lord Wu, His Highness Ming, and myself, with a few hundred cavalry, should go forth. The rest should stay to defend An Fengjin. What do you think?” Zhuge Liang smiled.

“Brother, even if the Demon Sect completes their forbidden magic, so what? If their cultivation can’t break through to the Void Realm, it’s all nonsense—they pose no threat.” The confidence in Yi Bailian’s words was unmistakable.

So yesterday, apart from Lin Cheng, Lin Ran was most wary of her flawless eldest aunt.

He glanced awkwardly at Su Bei, then sat back down, cleared his throat, and suddenly spoke.

Zhao Yunzhi pretended to be calm, but deep down she was nervous, worried she’d score worse than the regular class.

A row of peak Void Realm cultivators couldn’t help but make a move, but Chu Xiang immediately stopped them via spiritual sense. It wasn’t their turn yet; losing control of the robot, the Second and Third Squads were enough to defeat it.

“I’m fine,” Gu Lingnan explained, gesturing wildly with her hands and feet.

Regarding meeting Zhou Huaian, Lin Ran would never let him step foot in her home, even though she knew Zhou Huaian already knew where she lived. Knowing it was one thing; letting him in was something Lin Ran would never do.

Lin Ran only ever paid a third of her attention to this kind of conversation, while pondering the taste of the dishes and thinking about the homework the teacher assigned today.

“Do you dare say you don’t love me?” Tini’s eyes were already wet through, emotionally questioning him further.

Simply put, their world was rich in spiritual energy, but their cultivation methods differed from Earth’s techniques.

With no other options, Feng Yiming chose to absorb the surrounding dark red gases, clinging to his last hope.

“Boom boom boom!” Another series of explosions. Dozens of star beasts vanished instantly, causing Night Luotian’s black armor to peel away in places.

“Reporting to the Valley Lord, the Blood Shadow Realm people have arrived, causing chaos outside. The elder and village chiefs are tangled with them!” The newcomer knelt before Chen Feng.

He had no choice—he’d offended a beauty. He took a cab to Yunda University, only to find the police still searching for suspects at the gate; clearly, they had no leads.

Gao Chong summoned Da Zhu and Si Gui, instructing Da Zhu to take fifty men to seize the raft at the ferry and destroy it, not letting a single enemy escape. Si Gui was to lead the rest lightly equipped, approaching stealthily from the southern hills to attack the enemy’s flank and rear. Qian Jichen’s men would guard the supplies in place.

System prompt: “Guild Tournament Winner! Samsara Guild, all rewards up one level, 5 gold awarded to all.”

Thus, a strange scene unfolded at Xuanchen Academy’s gate: people stopped to watch as three boys pushed hard against the doors, while Teacher Sun from the academy tried desperately to stop them entering.

“Second Brother, should we call Big Brother to deal with Xiao Yue?” In a remote corner of the Xiao Clan, a young man conversed with a green-haired youth.

Chu Feng dragged his suitcase downstairs; Zhao Jing grabbed her sister and followed. The road to the airport wasn’t far, but Zhao Xue worried about missing the flight, so she hurried.

Mo Mo: Then I’ll leave it to you. Qian Guang nodded. “Mo Mo, what are you and Qian Guang up to?”

In his heart, he hoped that Zhang Qihang would respond to this issue just as he himself had to Director Zhou Anming—immediately agreeing without hesitation. That was the proper respect for an elder and superior.

“Don’t look at your rival with such disgusting eyes.” Led away from Zhong Yuhan by Xu Shiyun, Xu Shiyun said with disdain.

From 1:00 to 1:10, Qiao Chuan and Lu Chang patrolled the hotel. At this time, apart from them, everyone else stayed put.

Finally, a few monkeys broke free from the sea of flames. The wolf demons hesitated to approach, their movements slowing noticeably.

“I am Wen Wan.” Qingzhou spoke only four words, then continued before the other could respond.

Yongxiang Princess was stunned, just about to resist. Richard had already circled behind her, pulling the rod tight against her throat and wrapping the scarf around his hand. Finally, he yanked the scarf hard, the rod embedded in Yongxiang Princess’s throat.

She paused, needing a moment to realize what the game console mentioned by Daimoku actually was.

At this thought, Xu Zuoyan’s heart was already quietly decided, though the weight of that decision made his long-held posture feel weak.

Wang Haoming had always bought cheap jade roughs in his gambling days. Seeing such expensive material for the first time, he was quite shocked at the high price.

He dared not risk escaping now; after all, he was a walking five hundred dimensional points.

Who was Ye Shanhhe? Among those regional officials, who didn’t know? Whether as bureaucrats or merchants, perhaps the least willing to meet or deal with were those like him.