Chapter 76: Successful Pitch, Victory!

Su Lin—everyone pondered carefully. Perhaps indeed, it was a name well suited for a little baby. May she be brave and decisive, resilient and unwavering, strong and fearless like a warrior, forever able to follow her heart, unfettered by constraint. Yet it was not a wish weighed down by burden.

“I thought the mayor would choose a name like ‘Hope’ or ‘Radiance,’” San’er whispered to Qi Bai in quiet discussion. He was, in fact—

Thus, at his command, those soldiers eager to curry favor with Guo Tianxu hurried over.

“Hmph, making things so complicated. Wouldn’t it be easier if I simply killed that trashy master of He Zheng first...” Yi Shuiming remarked offhandedly, but in the next moment, his body abruptly halted.

Zhang Zhuangmo elongated her words: “Isn’t it so, isn’t it so? Young Master Lu has miscalculated this time!” Just then, hoofbeats sounded outside the carriage. Lu Yinceng glanced through the curtain and saw Zhang Tianqian and several attendants riding, encircling Xi Zhi’s large carriage as they sped off into the distance.

The monk gazed upon Zhang Gui, sighing softly, “Why does the layman not lay down his blade?” Zhang Gui was taken aback for a moment, then coldly replied, “I know why you’ve come.” In his heart, he thought, these useless monks, with their abbot dead, only know to come bother me.

Of course, the leader of the third faction was none other than the soul of the Ironstone Independent Battalion, Mayu Kameda.

Zhang Zhuangmo smiled, wanting to continue, but sensed that this was not the place for such questions. She resolved to seek a more stable setting before asking further. Summoning a soldier, she instructed, “Go find me a house in Hezhou City—make sure it’s spacious.” After handing him some money, the man hurried off.

The former had suffered the destruction of a military base worth over five billion dollars by Transdimensional Technologies, losing a strategic overseas territory and sustaining heavy losses.

Cheng Liang possessed a particularly striking attribute—the blade in his arms. Among the twenty-some cells, only a handful, besides him, openly had weapons, and his blade appeared to be the most suitable of all.

“It wasn’t because you quarreled with Nightstar and came out searching for a sturdy sandbag—only to find the sandbag too sturdy and the master beside assisting, bringing you back to your senses but getting you killed instead,” Stheno reminded Gilgamesh of the reason.

This black mist appeared harmless, yet it could invade the flesh and soul of cultivators, causing corruption.

Upon hearing that Song Ming was unharmed, Cui Jing and Hua Ruotong were overjoyed. Unable to withstand the pressure of the Celestial Realm any longer, they breathed a sigh of relief and promptly fainted.

As the words fell, the thirty-odd people behind He Feng were stunned. This man’s blatant disrespect was clearly courting death.

“You... is your brain waterlogged?” After holding back her frustration for so long, Xie Rui’s trembling hand pointed at Princess Yongjia, wishing she could poke through the girl’s skull to see whether her head was indeed filled with water—how could she be so muddled?

As Liukia’s agent, Amemiya knew all there was to know about matters in the Coordination Field, and was naturally acquainted with Master Teiju, the renowned coordinator. When she discovered Liukia and Teiju together, her astonishment could not be overstated.

“Xue Pingshan, possessed by the devil—you’re being manipulated! Wake up! Wake up!” The masked man’s voice thundered like the morning bell of Wugu, reverberating directly in Xue Pingshan’s mind.

“Song Ming, go! Leave now!” Hua Ruotong, nearly frantic, drew a deep breath and unleashed her flame talent, fire swirling around in an attempt to buy Song Ming time to escape.

Thankfully, they were all cultivators, and at the peak of the Spirit King realm. Otherwise, the journey alone would have taken an unthinkably long time.