Volume One, Chapter 46: Why Doesn’t He Leave

At this moment, Orochimaru was still conducting his research on immortality in Konoha, a secret known to only a handful of people. As Hokage, Zhang Ye was naturally not excluded from this knowledge, and Orochimaru also understood that such inhumane endeavors could never be concealed from Zhang Ye.

“That should be enough. Come with me,” Lin Mu said, noticing He Jiao’s discomfort and thus inviting her to his office, which also served as his bedroom.

He then carried him into the inner chamber, completely unaware that he had just taken the first step into an endless abyss.

With those words, Wu Tian snapped the assassin’s throat without hesitation, absorbing the man’s experience for himself. The ninety thousand experience points from the assassin instantly propelled Wu Tian up a level, reaching level thirty-nine.

What is the purpose of cultivation? For some, it is the pursuit of strength or pleasure. For Song Qingzi, however, cultivation was a means to seek immortality.

To be honest, judging solely by the number of sages at this moment, Xuanyuan’s side was indeed inferior to Chi You’s. Even if Yuanshi Tianzun were included, they would still fall short.

At first, the Headless Clan did not act rashly because Ye Xingchen still had the ancient spirit beast, the Celestial Qilin, at his side. Thus, they wished to negotiate with him to retrieve the Divine Blade.

The guards were dumbfounded; who was this young man, that even the new City Lord treated him with such respect?

It was highly likely that the Great Elder had shattered the shackles of Saiyan blood within him, which had left his body weak.

Moreover, subconsciously, it was as if he was being called to make a pilgrimage. What astonished Pangu even more was that the destination of the pilgrimage was none other than the Sacred City of South China, which they had only recently left.

At that moment, Shen Yun happened to rise from his chair and noticed someone peeking at him from outside the office. He looked outside.

As she spoke, her expression grew even more sorrowful, as if she were about to weep. She raised her sleeve to her face, wiping away nonexistent tears.

Earlier, when Shen Yun told Director Wan that he would no longer be supervising interns, he had also said that if Old Yuan was overwhelmed, he would help. Tomorrow was the day of the free clinic, an event assigned by the city. Shen Yun could hardly refuse.

You don’t know how powerful I am, nor do I care to compare with you. That was Yi Feng’s attitude.

The Gates of the Underworld would definitely appear in Yuzhou City, and as for the specific location, it would surely be where the yin energy was densest.

Now, as long as it could be confirmed whether that red figure was Tang Ying, they could roughly deduce where Second Uncle and the others were.

Huang Zeyu frowned deeply, pondering Yi Feng’s words. What Yi Feng had said was harsh indeed.

“So, what about Yuan Yun? Why is he so formidable? He doesn’t have any special advantages.”

He had booked the room. Guan Zhengxing walked up to the room where the two were staying. Just as Shen Zilu was about to knock, Guan Zhengxing took her by the wrist.

After visiting, Shen Yun went to the nurse’s station in the ICU, where two familiar doctors greeted him. Shen Yun responded with a smile, then inquired about the condition of his two patients for the day.

Wei Jing’er, dressed in blue, gripped a crimson longsword. Gazing at Chu Ling Shuang’s stunning beauty, a trace of jealousy flickered in her heart. Perhaps that was why Li Yun was so attentive toward Chu Ling Shuang.

The Wang family still spoke with such arrogance. The middle-aged man only argued a little before the Wang family was ready to resort to violence.

Apart from this, the purity of the Lunar Goddess’s power was such that, aside from her—once one of the Moon Goddess’s twelve commanders—an ordinary person could never achieve it.

If Li Shaofan were to form an alliance now, the other factions might easily wipe out those people. With their strength, it would be a simple matter. Even with Li Shaofan’s current power, eliminating them would not be particularly difficult.

He looked at Lu Yue, causing her pale cheeks to flush red. Lu Yun’er watched the two with a playful glance.

Tony Stark burst out laughing, his sarcasm plain as day. Fury burned within his chest, consuming all reason in that moment.

Leng Dehai spoke with concern, fearing that this operation would once again suffer a heavy blow from the Defense Ministry.

The White Tiger Army clashed with the demon clan. The demons broke almost instantly, the city’s defenses were lost, and another battle erupted in the demons’ own camp.

That a metal spiral drill could pierce his body was hardly surprising, for he could sense that this alloy was not particularly hard. Besides, the attack came from the same kind of metal, and the assailant was none other than Shawn, a powerful officer.

Calling for the old maid at the door, Lin Xi entered after receiving a response. The room had already been tidied, trunks packed. She went inside and found Nanny Ye sitting on the bed, fastening her belt. The quilt was still in disarray, and Lin Xi realized that, with lunch served late today, Nanny Ye must be napping at this hour.

“My lady, what are you thinking about? Are you still feeling unwell?” Seeing Lu’s head bowed in silence, Qi Zhengkuang hurriedly asked with concern.

Ye Han’s bright eyes dimmed the moment she saw the figure in moon-white robes standing by the door. She pouted and turned her head away, clearly displeased.

He could do little about this; with his energy shield, he could not fully experience what the others felt. Even if the atmosphere affected him a little, it was not as intense. For him, betting on stones was simply about the money, while for Zhu Feng and the others, it was clearly different.

Evidently, both sides had only just entered the stage, still probing each other rather than fighting in earnest. This made Galis feel as if she was about to watch a good show.

“You really are remarkable. Well, ask your questions,” said Xi Furen, startled and amazed.

“That’s right. Otherwise, how could I have evaded your pursuit? However, he had a death wish and fled to the bottom of the sea. I searched for three days and nights, but he never appeared. Do you really think he could survive that long down there?” Duan Xiewang sneered.

Two cannons, two shots each, should have meant four thunderous blasts. Three deafening cannon shots rang out, the nearest people stuffing their ears in pain, yet a fourth blast came with a muffled bang, even sending smoke from the cannon.

Su Liuliu stopped gracefully, smoothing her sleeves as if she hadn’t heard a word from the extortionists. She was curious to see how far these criminals would go.

A gentle, androgynous voice sounded. Galis looked up to see that Amelia had appeared before her without her even noticing.

A few minutes later, a hospital bed was wheeled over. Cheng Li looked at the face of the person lying atop it—it was Tachibana Muneshige.

Wang Baoshan spoke, and Su Junhua cast him a grateful look, thinking that Wang Baoshan had finally spoken a few words of fairness.