Chapter 111: Reluctantly Accepting the Task

Ye Estate.

Not long after Ye Cheng returned, Eunuch Wang came to report on the recent activities of the Eastern Depot. The Eastern Depot had taken no direct action recently, though they remained tasked with the close surveillance of court officials. While there had been no unusual behavior among the officials, Eunuch Wang revealed a piece of information: Prince Song had recently hosted a lavish banquet attended by many officials, and his intentions remained unclear.

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As the two continued forward with caution, the gruesome sights vanished after some distance, which implied that monsters were likely to appear ahead. To them, even if they could only inflict a heavy wound, the ability to strike a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator would serve as a valuable trump card. These incantations not only allowed the physician to monitor Shu Yun’s recovery at any time but also assisted in absorbing medicinal properties to help restore her body.

Just as he was about to move forward to see if the creature had dropped any loot, and then proceed to take care of the bandit king, Dong Ge, he realized that no matter what earth-shattering techniques he might employ, Daoist Qingyang would surely have a way to neutralize them with ease.

In this circle, reputation is both unimportant and vital; it all depends on the path you choose. The successful are never few, but the failures are as numerous as the stars. To gain, one must sacrifice, and as for whether the reward matches the effort, no one can guarantee that—it is simply how it is.

"I want to be with Bai Yu." Seeing the Great Blue Hole right before his eyes, Xia Yaorong began to act spoiled.

Lin Chen was momentarily stunned. Sensing with his divine consciousness, he saw more than a dozen cultivators locked in a chaotic battle, with over ten corpses lying on the ground. The final victor was an old man at the Foundation Establishment stage, accompanied by several Qi Refining family members.

Shu Yun turned her head to see a teammate who had arrived with them. The Anbu always wore masks, so she did not recognize him, though his appearance suggested he was a ninja from the Mountain Clan.

After Cong Yi finished off the two guards blocking his path outside the door, he waited impatiently for the Emperor to emerge, but unexpectedly, that voice sounded once more. Was there some hidden mystery in the one or two extra sentences spoken by the soldier named Rabbit? Why could he not discern anything from them?

"You destroyed the holy relic of our Holy See and now you want to run!? It won't be that easy!" The old Pope scrambled and crawled with all his might toward Cong Yi, grabbing onto the leg of the future Cong Yi. His actions inspired the Eight Great Protectors, who followed suit, clinging to the future Cong Yi's legs and holding him back with all their might.

Han Lang looked at Bing Jie before him, opening his mouth but finding no words, leaving them to stare at each other in silence.

"Why on earth did they go there?" Though An Zhou and An Hao had less and less contact with the inner chambers, they were aware that An Shu and An Cheng had not requested leave from the official academy during these days.

At this moment, the referee stepped forward again to conduct the draw for the three contestants. The result dictated that the other two would have to fight first, after which the winner would face Han Lang to determine the final champion.

The sour remarks from the others, whether intentional or accidental, were unpleasant to hear. An Xin, however, was not annoyed; she simply pretended not to understand.

Reflecting on how she had been tossed about since last night, she had remained in a daze until just now, when she finally cleared her head.

As it turned out, once Cong Yi had entered the dinosaur's mouth, he could no longer remain calm. Yet, his heart was still filled with rage. Relying on his incredibly tough physique, he was not particularly afraid of the dinosaur's chewing. He used his ice-attribute ability to freeze the dinosaur's teeth before delivering a powerful, crushing punch.

I paid for this meal, so I was not modest in the slightest, eating non-stop until I almost licked the oil off the plates. As for the red wine, Gao Shimeng had two glasses, and I finished the rest myself.

Furthermore, Lin Musen intended to take Zhao Yuan and the others along for this trip into the deep mountains. He was so focused on this that he barely spared a glance for Great Uncle.