Chapter 86: The Labor Sent by Director Wang

Thanks to her relentless efforts, Shi Yi’s health recovered swiftly—within just a few days, she was well again. The doctors, after evaluating her condition, declared her fit to be discharged. During her time in the hospital, Mi Chen and the other two rarely went to work; instead, they stayed by Shi Yi’s side in the ward, constantly updating her on the latest developments concerning Zeng Hao. Yet this incident had shaken the entire world of the gifted, and none of them were in a position to make any decisions.

While Mi Chen helped Shi Yi pack her belongings, Yang Tianyou was surprised by the young man’s visit. The young man was searching for Master Luo—Yang sensed there must be a pressing matter, so he frowned slightly and turned to question Chen Mo.

Ever since Meng Yu had sent Aunt Ding to Lin Chengxin’s place, she hadn’t returned. Any affairs were handled by phone, and any funds provided to the company were transferred directly through the accounts.

“Speak! What exactly are you hiding from us? What is your family’s deal with the Five-Tongued God? And how did you manage to direct the true spirit of the Five-Tongued God?” Lin Ming demanded.

Brother Kai was truly dumbfounded; in that instant, all his previous ambition and determination vanished like smoke.

One after another, prodigies took the test, each displaying astonishing talent. Besides their own group, there were eight individuals whose talents reached the sixth tier of the Blue rank, and over twenty who had achieved the fifth tier.

“There’s no need to answer me right away. Just try to love me,” Su Nianqing whispered gently, rising on tiptoe and brushing her lips against his, a soft reminder.

Fatty Wang glanced nervously at the gloomy forest around them. Fear creeping into his heart, he decided to run toward Bai Daoxuan after all.

Su Chen also doubted he’d hit the target—only a 15x scope might do it—but he fired a shot just to try.

Nine consecutive victories—Su Wancheng had reached nine in a row, just one step away from a perfect ten.

Such was the benefit of a powerful spiritual sense, and moreover, none of them could detect Su Wancheng eavesdropping on their conversation.

Though he knew Zhao Hongfei’s outburst was likely just a reflex after his anger surged, he couldn’t help but want to curse the man out loud.

When all other avenues are exhausted, even a slim chance must be seized—let alone a hope of sixty or seventy percent. As for the efficacy of the elixirs, there was no need to worry with Xu Yuanxing present.

“You have some skill, but today, I’ll beat you so thoroughly your own father won’t recognize you.” Yu Teng’s face was grim, his jaw clenched as he listened to the wave of murmurs below. Gripping his right wrist with his left hand, a surge of energy rippled through his body.

With a thunderous roar, he scattered all the dust before him. The terrifying force shocked everyone present; even the unruly disciples clasped their hands over their ears in pain.

Old Zhou gave a cold snort. “If you want to leave, go on your own. I’ll take these two in.” With that, he started the police car and drove toward the station’s parking lot.

“The location of that ‘thing’ seems to be deep within the ruins of the Xiangluo Sect…” Huang Yanbin’s face was bitter, knowing all too well the horrors that lurked within those ruins.

Seeing Liu Li remain silent, Dong Qing’s expression grew darker. “Very well, since you refuse to speak, today I’ll enact justice on behalf of heaven. Besides the one who wants to kill my Wanpeng Sect disciple, no one else will pursue this.” With those words, Dong Qing’s eyes bulged as he swung his sword down with force.

Dong Caihuan’s expression grew increasingly savage. Sensing trouble, Cui Feng was about to step forward and intervene when a figure landed in the arena ahead of him.

“It’s impossible. There’s nothing between Ling’er and me anymore—I won’t marry her. Last time, my impulsiveness led to my engagement with Lu Tong, and that was my mistake. But this time, I’ve thought it through. I’m marrying Shi Yi, and for the rest of my life, it’s her or no one!” Fei Liangyan lifted his chin stubbornly, looking at Sun Huixian.

Before them stood a magnificent building. Even Shi Yan struggled to find words to describe its grandeur; the only thing that came to mind was the Epang Palace, once consumed in a raging fire. Lost in awe, Shi Yan was led through the gates by the burly man.