Chapter 32

"I'm heading home now, see you next time." Han Ge smiled and tossed the wildflowers into Lin Ziyou's arms.

The strength of the Hidden Leaf Village was terrifying to such an extent... No wonder the Daimyo of the Land of Rivers did not trust the Valley Village at all; the gap between the two sides was simply too vast.

This time slot offered the best promotional effect because the audience was already watching TV, and they would be thrust into the commercial before they even had a chance to change the channel.

Jūzō Biwa charged at Ginta at full speed, wielding his great sword. However, Ginta acted as if he feared him, continuing to retreat; once Jūzō stopped the chase, Ginta would pause as well to stare him down.

As for the possibility of modern weaponry malfunctioning, it was virtually non-existent. Based on Zhou Xinming's memories of his past life, spiritual energy did not seem to alter physical constants. While quantum mechanics and relativity in the microscopic world were uncertain, at least classical mechanics, such as universal gravitation, existed in the Kunlun Realm as well.

For instance, after being defeated in a great battle, one might employ a secret technique to flee. As long as a single soul fragment managed to escape, they could slowly recover after possessing another body, eventually leading to a rebirth.

But this was only temporary. It was believed that before long, the Dao-Enlightenment Tea Tree would regain its vitality, and the three thousand Dao rhymes would descend once more.

No wonder Fang Muzhi had just added an adjective—"those who suppress them."

Meanwhile, another group, arriving fashionably late, had just checked into the hotel that Xiao Huo and the others had vacated.

Qingqing had never told anyone about her grandfather's serious illness, not even her closest friends or Brother Rong.

"Your face, your sister! Your hair, your sister! Your eyes, your sister!" Mi Dou was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to lift her head.

The monsters in the front began their assault, and many more emerged from all directions. Dust filled the air, smoke rose everywhere, and the crowd watched in stunned silence.

"Legend has it that on the night of the full moon, the Holy Lotus blooms. These past few days have been clear, so I imagine the moonlight will be even more magnificent the day after tomorrow than it is tonight." Tuo Yin tried to change the subject, but Ouyang Nan’s expression only grew more somber.

There were also those who could not cultivate, or chose not to, preferring to wander the world, much like the disciples of Confucianism in the past.

Suddenly, the wine glass in Ou Ruolian's hand shattered with a bang. Her face turned ashen, and then, like a gust of wind, she vanished from the banquet hall.

The actual gains were unexpectedly massive for Xiao Nu. He faintly realized that the God-Mist Forest was truly a treasure trove, with resources far more extensive and rich than he had ever anticipated.

In the faint firelight, the handsome face of a man was illuminated—it was Yue Tianyao, who had returned.

"Yes, yes, I will certainly investigate further. However, I do have a suspect in mind," Ou Ruolian hesitated for a moment before muttering.

After all, it was only after determining through measurement that his soul refinement level had reached the second stage that Xiao Nu gained such confidence.

"Everyone, rest here. I think I feel the opportunity for a breakthrough." Ling Xiao suddenly stopped. The exoskeleton of the Huangyan formed a bone-like seat beneath him. Ling Xiao held a spirit stone, slowly absorbing it, while the silver spiritual energy on his body radiated outward.

Archer did not dodge. A seven-layered light shield unfolded above his head, transforming into an impenetrable barrier that blocked the bombardment of golden light. As Mo Shuying pressed down further, the petal-shaped shields shattered one after another, but the final shield—the strongest of them all—ultimately withstood the attack.

In fact, if he had a choice, Val might have preferred to become a member of the Silver Claw rather than a believer in the Lord of Flesh and Blood.

He scanned a few short-video companies ranked outside the top twenty, researching whether there was any possibility of picking up a bargain.

"I'm warning you, whatever your goal is, you'd better not let me find out, otherwise..." Murong Yue said, clenching her fist at him, full of warning.

One reason was that Lu Jinghong's physical condition remained to be observed, and another was that she was not yet certain of Lu Wanxing's intentions.

After a long while, Song Wu felt her entire arm go numb. She softly called out the man's name.

Those who traveled to Innocent Town were usually people facing survival crises or those who could no longer live in their original towns due to other issues, yet were strong enough to endure the long trek across the wilderness.

Catalina pursed her lips and said nothing more, her expression conflicted. Along the way, her gaze toward the young man's back was always tinged with a hint of resentment and indignation.

However, to his complete shock, the power of the Apricot Yellow Flag's binding technique failed entirely in the face of this light. Even the flag itself, confronted by the golden radiance, flew involuntarily toward the glow, eventually falling into Ye Qingyun's hands.

In her estimation, the monsters were acting according to the rumors in the village. She was not from this village at all, so there was no reason for the monsters to target her.

"Dirty? Good grief, have you ever heard of a wine glass comparable to those in a five-star hotel being 'dirty'? This guy's mysophobia is too severe; it's a sickness, it needs to be treated."

Having learned from Elder Li that there was poisonous miasma on the Eighth Mountain, no one was willing to risk their lives climbing it if it wasn't necessary. They were all eager to avoid the journey! In fact, even if they wanted to go behind the Eighth Mountain, no one would lead them there. Who would be desperate enough to take such a risk?

"Prepare to fire!" With no other choice, Alice made a prompt decision and ordered her subordinates. The firearms had been ineffective against the skeletons, but they should be fine against these birds, right?

"Alright, let's go, Xiaowen." Fang Ming couldn't watch any longer. Jealousy had long since bubbled up within him, so he pulled Zhang Xiaowen away directly.

With Wu Zhi's mobilization, the enemy's right-wing formation fell into chaos. However, their center and right flank were connected, and they had over three thousand gunships. Although Wu Zhi had attracted their attention, it was equally difficult to wipe them out.

Sometimes he felt a sense of sorrow. The crystallizations of wisdom from our ancient Chinese ancestors—in the end, the true treasures passed down were few and far between, while the heaven-defying artifacts had all vanished in the long river of history, plunging into the waves like a stone, never to be seen again! How tragic is that?

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. I must still rely on the General to navigate this." After much deliberation, Zhao Yong finally understood. Given his current situation, it was impossible to keep everyone under his control, but Fei Yi was a minister entrusted by the late emperor and should be trustworthy. Otherwise, it was a trap set by the old emperor for him, and he had no one else to blame.

The scene shifted again. Various buildings, the middle of the roads, and even the trees were crawling with giant spiders of all colors—red, black, silver-white—dense and terrifying.