Step into the Immortal Slayer 2

The Great Dream A beauty in longing. 1777 words 2026-04-13 06:47:49

Anmu felt no sympathy at all. "I told you long ago, you brought this upon yourself."

"The reason I was willing to listen to your rambling gossip just now is that I needed to kill some time."

"Never mind, you are still useful." Qiye frowned as he tossed Raymond onto the seat like a doll, then listened quietly to the sound of rain drumming against the glass and the howling of the sea wind.

I laughed. "I don't have any tissues. Do you? If not, you'll have to wipe it clean with your hands. I'm heading down now. See you later. Oh, and remember what I said; otherwise, I will beat you every time I see you, regardless of where we are."

Mo Feng looked up and saw that on the path he had come from, wisps of faint, colorful currents were slowly rising from the swamp. It was the miasma he had encountered a few days ago.

Using an ethereal movement technique to dodge the lightning-fast claw, he seized the momentary opening in his opponent's explosive attack and, acting on reflex, slammed his palm hard into the man’s chest.

"It’s not just that they aren't Han Chinese; they—they kidnapped a Cavalry Commandant from Youzhou!" Taishi Ci finally hit the nail on the head.

"Brother Cao Ju, this is the Nanjun Marquis's estate. You’re quite at ease, aren't you? Treating yourself like the master?" Cao Biao looked displeased and stared at him with a cold sneer.

However, everyone was terrified. Though money stirs the heart, the bloody reality of Ye Yi’s "naked art" and Ye Xun’s disfigurement was too much to ignore.

"Good, I am very satisfied. You can live here from now on," Bai Yunfei said with a smile, turning around the living room. The room was well-furnished, clean, and tidy.

"Like what?" Xing Fei was stunned. He looked toward the center of the weather map but could see nothing unusual.

***

"No, what else do you want?" Hua Feng asked, puzzled. He had already pulled out a cigarette to light it and opened the window. A gust of cold wind blew in, making Zhang Yina shrink back into the quilt, though she kept her head exposed.

Suddenly, a cold wind flashed behind me. I shuddered as my domain shield was shattered, broken even though it still had one-fifth of its integrity left. Who was it?

"Master, rest assured. This hundred-mile radius is my territory; they definitely cannot escape." A cold, fierce light flickered in Jiuyou’s eyes. He did not know why Xing Fei was so anxious, but he knew it must be important.

"You’ve heard it now; come or not, it’s up to you. It doesn't matter if you don't. It’s very easy for us to find you. We only called because we hadn't managed to track you down today; otherwise, we wouldn't have bothered." After saying this, the person on the other end hung up directly.

Shortly after, Qian Yujia’s phone rang. After answering and speaking a few brief words, she hung up with an expression of excitement.

Huang Mao held the photo, staring at it for a long time. To be honest, the photo was quite blurry, and identifying the person in it at first glance was truly not an easy task.

"Shall we go take a look?" Hua Feng suggested. When the three of them reached the young man, the casino security guards stopped as well, though they continued to curse. Since they were speaking Cantonese, the three of them could not understand much of it.

"Heaven bless Brother Feng to hit something," Zhao Feng prayed, looking up at the sky. But he didn't know if Heaven had heard him or if it would grant his request.

Chi Zaozao got off work a few minutes early, before the traffic jam began. The two went to eat Huaiyang cuisine at a place chosen by Jincheng. Since the guest follows the host’s lead, Chi Zaozao had no objections.

The two were naturally overjoyed, and the rest of the teammates were unstinting in their praise for Ye Che.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Although the imperial capital of the Six Dynasties had not existed for hundreds of thousands of years, its former prestige remained. Originating from that capital, they were still an object that major sects on this planet vied to align with. To maintain a neutral stance naturally required considerable strength.

***

Luo Lan, Pao Pao, Jin Jun, and the others were all in the back room connected to the Luo Lan team’s channel, cheering and wishing their team well. Thus, in the entire training room, only Ye Che’s group stood silently.

A playful smile appeared on Zhen Yuanzi’s face, and he released his aura completely. In the hands of the Immortal Emperor’s true form behind him appeared a short, jade-like, translucent green staff, shaped remarkably like the fire-poker he held in his own hand.

His mind was clear, and his consciousness was sharp, but he felt completely powerless. He had no strength at all, not even enough to speak. He could only glare fiercely at the bespectacled man nearby, unable to do anything else.

Then, Ye Che flicked his wrist, gripped a jagged piece of metal from the cannon, and snapped it hard.

At nine in the morning, Qin Li arrived at the Tian family residence to find only Tang Feng lying on a long recliner in the inner hall, fanning herself leisurely with a cattail leaf fan.

Under Ye Che’s incredibly astonished gaze, the Summoner’s Rift, which had been on the verge of manifesting, seemed to lose its target and dissipated directly into mid-air.

Normally, practicing in such an area rich in spiritual energy would lead to progress of a thousand miles a day, but with this additional boost, Fang Ling’s cultivation speed reached a rapid, soaring pace.

Shen Yanchen fetched a pair of chopsticks and used them to place tomatoes and eggs into Duanduan’s bowl.