Volume One, Chapter 30: The Venomous Valley Centipede

Because it was dark, the old man did not notice the bullet holes and other signs of damage on Liu Pingfan’s car, and thus believed his story.

Lin Chen nodded, rose to leave, and continued his search for demonic beasts to hone his combat experience. Besides, the only combat techniques he knew were the Dancing Sleeve Fist and the Ground-Splitting Slash, and he was still struggling to comprehend the latter.

The men brought by Huang Zhuliang were all spirited, as if they possessed endless energy. Most of them had been transferred from the Tiger Gang, while others were retired soldiers who obeyed Huang Zhuliang’s orders without question.

"Hmph, you are no match for me now!" Ding Dang sneered, but she did not move, keeping her eyes fixed firmly on her opponent.

In less than half the time it takes to burn an incense stick, footsteps were heard outside. A glimmer of light flashed in her eyes as Lan Ling'er hid in a dark corner.

Before he could bend down to grab it, a shadow enveloped him, and a colossal black dragon appeared before the old servant.

Tong Xiyan looked at the roses piled high on the teacher's windowsill, the lectern, the podium, and every other corner, and could not help but click her tongue in amazement.

The Second Elder’s aged face flushed redder than a pig’s liver. He desperately channeled his energy to regain control of the ice sheet, but some immense, unseen resistance blocked him, leaving him unable to exert control. A surge of boundless fury welled up in his heart.

Leaning on his cane, Liu Zhenye walked out of the mountain gate and bowed respectfully to a sharp-eyed, white-haired old man.

"It is nothing. I was merely curious how demonic energy could exist in the human realm. It seems the demonic dragon you sealed is not a creature of this world either," Tian Wuyah said.

Li Linhao looked down on these people, which was why he called them mere ornaments; their attire was identical to the original garb of the leader of the Demon Sect.

Li Daoran smiled. No matter what he intended to do, strength was what mattered most in this world, and he would certainly not get his priorities backward.

To be honest, asking Yang Yi to explain something belonging to future technology left him at a loss for words. After a moment of thought, he decided it would be easier to simply let An Lu see the final result.

After tidying up, Tang Ming and the others went out, planning to invite Liu Xinlong and Wu Fangyue to grab a bite to eat, but the group came to a halt as soon as they reached the doorway.

At that very moment, news of tomorrow’s fan meeting began to spread, instantly appearing on the headlines of QQ, WeChat, Baidu, and numerous other news outlets.

"Hey, Cat Team, the AC is on. If you're hot, just take off that leather suit!" Ye Long suggested with a grin.

However, he did not want to act too early. Simply to prevent others from striking first, he increased the defensive level of the entire stronghold. Not only were tall arrow towers constructed, but armored guards patrolled throughout the day and night. It could truly be called an impregnable fortress.

The turmoil in the outside world had no effect on the school. Whether they were students of St. Yale University or the Imperial Capital’s exchange team, they remained unaware of what had happened, thanks to the information blockade by Henry and his group.

"The surname Jiang? Isn't that the imperial surname of the Feiyu Empire?" Qin Yang had at least that much common sense.

"Ge Minsheng of the Provincial Finance Department has angered Governor Chen. He intends to have Wang Mingfa of the Provincial Youth League Committee take over Ge's position, with Vice Governor Kuai concurrently serving as the head of the Finance Department..." Xu Li whispered.

As for Long Er'mu and the others, they had only reached the early stage of the Qianyuan realm. In the entire world, only fifteen people were known to have reached the Qianyuan realm.

Li Xiaoyu went off to busy herself with other things. I sat quietly beneath a large tree, closed my eyes, and entered a state of meditative stillness.

Ye Xingchen said nothing and continued to eat his meal, lost in his own world. Seeing Ye Xingchen’s silence, Nie Ruoqiang dared not say much, though, faced with the pressure from the crowd, his own strength made it impossible for him to eat as nonchalantly as Ye Xingchen.

Thinking that the pasta she had cooked was a bit hard, Luo Qi frowned and continued flipping through the items. She remembered that Grandma Zhang loved making homemade noodles from her hometown, and sometimes, when she made too much, she would freeze the leftovers. She hoped she could find some.

Tian Yue nodded upon hearing Wan'er’s words. However, everyone knew that Tian Yue was introverted, and they suspected she was just saying it; for her to take the initiative to find Wan'er and the others was simply impossible.

Luo Qi studied it and found a cassette tape inside. She put on the headphones and pressed the play button.

"Actually, we want to be like we were with Brother Chen last time; that feeling was truly wonderful!" Ye Yan could no longer stand by and spoke up for Luo Dan.

"Thank you. I will wait for you to get off work tonight to come back over. This is the lunch I bought for her. Could you please bring it to her? Oh, and tell her that you bought it for her. Sorry for the trouble." As he spoke, Meng Ziheng took the homemade lunch he had prepared at his own restaurant out of the car and handed it to Xiaohan.

"Are you fucking looking to die? Let go! If you don't let go, I'm going to start hitting!" The guard glared, staring viciously at the thin, sallow face of the man selling calligraphy, and raised his fist to strike.

After a sudden, unprovoked barrage of slaps, the thin, monkey-like face of the man in black swelled up instantly.

Seeing her angelic expression, Wei Chi Mingxi felt disgusted. He raised his hand to grab hers from his collar, but before he could pull it away, he saw a figure he had been longing for day and night. She was being embraced by Ling Lie as they walked toward him.

Although the Source Fire was powerful, it was still too difficult for Mu Yi to control with his current strength. Fortunately, the Ghost King did not have much source ghost energy left, otherwise, it would have ended in mutual destruction.

"Uncle Jin, don't be nervous. Since we are all family now, why be so formal? I am not an ordinary person," Han Yu laughed generously.

Haoyue’s eyes grew hazy, and she felt the world spinning around her. She bit her lip, and Lang Ri noticed that the hand she held the knife with began to tremble.

Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment. He felt a surge of blood welling up from his heart. As he looked up, he met Buyu’s burning gaze. He immediately turned away and picked up a cup of tea from the table, but in his haste, the tea spilled out.