Chapter 24: Clues

The three experts at the Nascent Soul stage were swift as well; half a minute later, they caught up to Lin Zhengfeng and came to a halt fifty meters away from him.

He pulled his car into a parking space by the roadside and, while smoking, began to observe the diverse crowd on the street with a smile. Suddenly, Lin Zhengfeng’s gaze swept over a billboard by the road, where he saw several faces he knew all too well.

Arrogance and insolence seemed to have seeped into the very marrow of Chen Xi’s bones; even in such a desperate situation, his haughtiness remained undiminished.

A wild thought flashed through Duanmu Tong’s mind. She looked around in terror, confirming that no one was near and that she had not blurted out those four words in her panic.

When developing scientific and technological products, whether software or hardware, the greatest fear is that once the product is made, no one will use it. If no one uses it, flaws cannot be found, improvements cannot be made, and one can never hope for market recognition.

Having previously witnessed Chen Xi’s terrifying power, how could they not be afraid at this moment?

The spear was wreathed in demonic energy, emitting an aura that made the soul tremble. It was no ordinary object, but the failed product of a failed attempt to forge an Emperor-grade weapon, yet it was still comparable to a quasi-Emperor-grade divine armament.

Although Angel and An Long were both experts at the third heaven of the Innate Realm, and Mu Ningyou was only at the second, Leng Yi knew that since returning from the Rending Heaven Gorge, they had been practicing the Profound Heaven Yin-Yang Art together with Bai Susu, and their mutual tacit understanding had grown ever stronger.

"That means my guess was correct. Yanran, I have no way to undo the seal he placed within you, not even if the Sect Master were here. Because when you slept with him, he must have been engaging in dual cultivation with you, which is why you have no immunity to him now," Zhang Tian replied.

Yang Hanshu was actually pleased to see this; after all, the Chen family and the Yang family shared a very good relationship.

All around, many people were setting up stalls, their hawking cries filling the air, though some waited quietly for customers to approach.

Had it been the bald man, he surely would have looked on Gu Ye’s self-destructive behavior with disdain, but Yaoyao had long known what kind of person Gu Ye was. Seeing this, she did not rebuke her, but simply watched her eat in silence.

Ling Feng took a transparent bag from his military carry-all, which contained a Chinese Type 92 pistol.

"Yes, it has truly been a long time, Miss Meng remains as she once was." Cui Yan hailed from the prominent Boling Cui clan, one of the most powerful noble families second only to the imperial house; such a foundation was destined not to produce anyone too mediocre.

***

Their injuries were so severe, and the stone steps were at least seven or eight kilometers away; even if they wanted to escape, they no longer could.

Setting aside whether the guards of Luoyang City would dare to venture out in the middle of the night, even if they did, they might not be a match for that cavalry. The enemy could easily finish off the Prince of Wei and make a leisurely escape.

After his injuries caused his cultivation to regress, he had consulted countless physicians, including the most famous ones in the Immortal Realm, but alas, none could find the cause.

She had been married to Zhangsun Chong for many years without issue, and now, having given herself to Fang Jun, she had "fallen into depravity" and long ago extinguished any thought of remarriage. Thus, the child in her womb might be the only flesh and blood she would ever have; it was no wonder she valued it so highly.

In ancient China, etiquette was an essential part of the legal system, or perhaps, etiquette and the rule of law were intertwined, collectively known as governing the world through rites and laws.

"Everyone, do not be nervous; at least for now, we are safe..." Seeing the uneasy expressions of the group, Zhang Xuan smiled, said no more, and looked around.

However, some things could not be avoided simply because Ye Zhong feared trouble. That is a story for another time.

The helicopter continued to fly south, its course unchanged, its speed pushed to the limit, as if flying toward a cold, despairing, pitch-black abyss. Even as the twilight light illuminated the cabin, it could not dispel the heaviness, nor could it pierce the stifling chill.

In her youth, she had personally plucked the scale from his forehead for him. She hadn't known it at the time—the system told her later, leaving her deeply moved for a long while. He Yi could never have known this fatal weakness. That he had struck there was likely just a coincidence; he had never imagined he could kill Xuanyi that way.

Murong Xue suddenly felt she had been too impulsive, realizing she was hugging Ye Tian, and her face flushed crimson as she hastily let go.

The harsh vacuum ceased to exist, and the complex, chaotic aftershocks transformed into a sky full of light rain, as if the green mountains were weeping or falling into an abyss.

Shen Shi nodded. Before the examination, entering was easy; if you came early, you got in. But leaving required waiting a while. In such heavy rain, forcing one's way out would surely lead to accidents and collisions.

Bursts of sonic booms erupted, intermingled with the sound of rolling thunder, and the black smoke vanished bit by bit.

But with so many experts at the Tribulation Transcendence stage from various shops, combined with the Void God elders of the Ethereal Peak, this lineup of powerhouses could have leveled a sect before the resurgence of spiritual energy. If such a riot had occurred in the past, even if the beast were at the Void God stage, it would have been jointly suppressed by the powerhouses stationed in the city.

***

Ye Jinzhong had another motive for mobilizing Ye Tian’s elite squad: after this rotation ended, he wanted to find an excuse to keep the squad Ye Tian had brought back. If he couldn't keep them all, even keeping half would be good.

However, the fourth incense stick acted like a watershed; the five people remaining on the field all felt the difficulty increase sharply in unison. At this moment, Xue Lingyuan’s speed finally slowed. Her elegant brows knit, and she was surprised to find that she was the one lagging behind among the five.

After cursing, he took out his phone and made several calls, the malevolence on his face growing ever more intense.

"At the same time, communicate with the finance department to see if there are other ways to reduce expenses." Ye Yumo seemed to have a comprehensive plan already.

As for the rest, he would leave it to them to contemplate; Ye Yumo’s discussion on the topic of "public opinion" ended there.

Her voice was soft. Zhou Yu woke up in a daze, and he simply carried Yan Ran to the room together.

Lin Fei was the first to be fired by her internship company. Rumors swirled that she had destroyed someone else's family, which was why she was let go.

The place Zhou Zeyi chose was a cafe with high privacy; their western-style pastries were very famous, and Qi He had been there a few times. The shop was filled with the clear, sweet fragrance of pastries, making one feel at ease.

The teacher’s surname was Xu, full name Xu Jingmei, 56 years old. Perhaps because she worked in the arts education industry, her temperament was calm and elegant, and her skin was so good she looked like she was in her 40s.

Howard nodded and said, "Both entered the league one after the other. Their seniority is equivalent, their strength is equivalent, their offense and defense are equivalent; they must be comparing themselves in secret."