Chapter 71: Direct Confrontation

Jiang Butong observed for a while and realized that if they focused solely on Cui Xiangqun, it would be difficult for them to find an opportunity to act.

Jiang Butong stayed in the nightclub for over an hour. During this time, two groups approached him, trying to secretly sell contraband, but he refused them all.

Seeing that there was little chance of making any progress by remaining, Jiang Butong and Jiang Yuan stood up, preparing to leave.

At that moment, from above the hall...

She had long known that Lin Cheng was in the Wangchuan Sword Sect, and was also aware that a fragment of dragon energy had been hidden within him. Now that the dragon energy in the world was in turmoil, she surmised Lin Cheng must have met with misfortune.

As she gazed upon the people who should have been dead, but were all very much alive before her eyes—Yu Qi, two patrol guards from the Central Medicine, and her own close maidservant.

Pei Li stared at her in disbelief; her eyes were untouched by the world’s grime, even holding a faint, lofty pride.

"The general store in town?" It took Jiang Ning quite some time to recall that particularly shrewd shopkeeper, an expert in business. She remembered selling her sunflower seeds there, but afterward, their dealings ceased.

"No need, this is enough. If I pick more, I’ll just get impatient when I get back. Besides, you can’t eat too many of these; I’ll come back and pick more if I want some." Shen Xiaoxiao smiled. After all, the trees would always be here—where could they possibly go? And since no one else around here ate them, she wasn’t worried about anyone snatching them.

She glanced up, only to see the old monk’s head already severed with a single stroke. Blood gushed from his neck like crimson rain, drenching Chen Yunxi’s face, body, and soul.

Just as everyone thought the matter was over, they were startled by Wen Ruochu’s next action.

At that moment, aside from those on assignment, all the other assassins of the Domain Hall had gathered here.

When collecting debts from Fisna, Elena feared her sole gold coin might become Fisna’s service fee.

“You can’t escape!” The eight disciplinary disciples, each holding their own flying sword, suddenly produced a long chain apiece.

After a chilling sound of corrosion, a gust of wind seemed to arise from nowhere. The stone wall suddenly collapsed, revealing a pit two feet in diameter and half a foot deep. Its surface stone and soil had been utterly dissolved by the sand-eating ant's single spray of venom.

“Wow, what a spacious place!” Chen Ziyi exclaimed in amazement at the vast space contained within the spatial ring.

Wood spoke boldly, showing no hesitation despite Elder Li being a direct descendant of the Li family of the Seven-Star Order.

Li Yuncheng fought with increasing bravery, golden battle energy swirling around him. His divine strength unending, his power undying, Sayanmo could hold out at first, but gradually was forced back, suffering defeat after defeat.

The divine talisman strike he had unleashed in rage just now would have a ninety percent chance of killing even a mid-ranked divine cultivator.

“How could this be? Did that old fox Zhuge trick me?” As Li Yuncheng was filled with doubt, a light appeared between his brows, and a flood of information poured into his mind.

Pu Deming was truly at the brink of life and death—if he moved a moment slower, he would have been killed by Niu Xiong. The intense danger gave him a chance for a breakthrough, but this was not a good thing at the moment.

Qiao Zhenghong sighed in despair. Forget it; comparing himself with this monster would only bring misery. He might as well think about what to have for dinner.

Though these people were somewhat curious, they did not have the same need as Old Fiery. A Glazed Stone of Pure Fire, combining ice and fire, had lost its "purity," and might not be as useful as Third Madam Liu claimed, so they gave up on it.

Ivan, Wan’er, and Bai Jian had all been comrades-in-arms more than a decade ago. They were all veterans and, to this day, none of them had married.

"Alright, as long as there’s no problem, get some rest." The Holy One felt that, during the day, there was indeed nothing wrong here. If this were not the best place to hide from the people of the Demon Realm, no one would willingly come here.