Chapter 94: Bait—What Do You Have to Fight With?

Upon entering Giantwood City once again, Qiao Jia could distinctly sense that the atmosphere had changed. From the moment she set foot in the city, corpses of all kinds began to appear along the streets—human, spirit-beast, zombie... Yet most numerous of all were the bodies of vampires, strewn everywhere. A faint stench of blood and the reek of decaying flesh hung over this city once famous for its verdant flora. Nourished by these corpses, Giantwood City—

Truthfully, among the group, her strength was only average; if it came to fighting over something, she would have little chance. At the time, Jiu Yao and the others had already notified the finance office that whatever was spent from this card would be reimbursed by the company, no matter the amount. It seemed none of the cavalry had expected Princess Nian to lose her temper; after a brief silence, they stood unmoving. Their family had perished, yes, but the nation itself had not yet fallen.

“What on earth is going on?” Lagor, Qinya, and Xiviya all wore expressions of utter confusion. With the power of the Indestructible Golden Body unleashed, the attacks of several ferocious beasts could not even breach his defenses.

“Going for some fun? Count me in.” Xuanyuan Chongwu strolled out of the west wing, approaching Zhou Xingyun and his companions unhurriedly. The two martial artists from the thirty-wins division did not seem to be lying: one had a conspicuous muddy footprint on the back of his clothes, while the other’s face was swollen at the corner of his eye, a purple bruise marking the spot—clearly the result of a sudden heavy punch from the side.

“Xiao Yu, can we stop the car? I’d like to stroll and see the sights,” Xia Qianrui said softly from behind. Li Qi rubbed his eyes, recognized the battered motorcycle, and then his eyes shifted until he noticed Xiao Yu walking into the Xiaomo Entertainment Club.

Meanwhile, in the City of Time, a crimson radiance shot into the sky and exploded in the void with a thunderous roar. Kelen stared wide-eyed, then collapsed to the ground with a loud thud, sending up a great cloud of dust.

Her concern was not solely for Ru Xue; after all, she had met Hawkins several times and he had always treated her well. He counted as a friend, so upon hearing the news, she felt genuine sorrow and couldn’t help wanting to know more.

“Did Mu Lixiao send you to rescue me?” Luo Chen, even as he fled, could not stop himself from asking questions.

Never in his wildest dreams did Ye Jinglan imagine that, with a single bottle of chili spray, he would win the admiration of a child—even while disguised as a kidnapper.

Ji You cast a cold glance at You Mingdao, who trembled in terror and hurried to cooperate.

Li Jin couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath; though he’d seen many large snakes before—like the black serpent of Wushan—he was still startled by the sudden appearance of so many enormous snakes here.

This silkworm left its planet, naming itself the Heavenly Silkworm Ancestor, and thus founded the lineage of the Heavenly Silkworm Tribe. The moment the news broke, the Nine Cities were thrown into turmoil, and soon another message followed: under siege by fifty thousand Taoist cultivators at the Great World’s Heavenly Gate, the Palace of the Departed God was shattered and scattered. Fifteen Taoist families of the Flowing Immortal City joined forces in this brutal war against the Palace of the Departed God.

Yet, to think that someone who belonged to the Jade Pool would act with such lawlessness—this was simply courting death.

He had changed—grown rough, his gaze now fierce and intimidating, keeping others at bay.

“You have the right to refuse to answer my questions. I naturally won’t press you,” Dreambeast suddenly smiled.

She hadn’t been home since last night; the Yang family must be frantic with worry and had surely sent people out to search for her by now.

With a hiss, a sharp dagger brushed past Mo Zhengang’s ear, leaving a thin cut along his face.

Hearing Lei Liang agree, Tang Song finally breathed a sigh of relief. Had he refused, Tang Song would have been at his wit’s end.

Seven hundred years ago, Mirror Division Chen knew well that the harm he had done to Xia Sinian could never be undone, so in agony, he chose to let go.