Chapter 50: Attending the Banquet

Other than mech construction, Chen Chaoyang had already mastered nearly everything that Chen Ouyang was learning. His extraordinary capacity for learning made him a true prodigy, and coupled with all the knowledge he retained from his previous life, teaching his sister-in-law was now effortless for him.

It seemed that Audeya and the boy named Tate had little contact, but after Tate rescued Vivian from the old house, one of the three assailants, Bianca, was killed, and the other two vanished without a trace. Could there be some connection between them?

“So powerful…” As the force from the earlier display faded, Qin Jian slowly lowered his hands and murmured as he looked at the two of them.

Ordinarily, next to a grade-two spiritual herb, at most there would be a fifth-rank beast standing guard. As for sixth-rank or higher, that was simply impossible.

Mu Wanting, who had trailed a few steps behind, soon caught up, confirming that her intuition had been correct.

After leaving behind all her skincare products for acne and brightening at home, she took only a few essentials and got ready to leave. She wasn’t worried about running into danger along the way; in fact, with her special abilities, she was more concerned that others might be in danger should they meet her.

He was a blind man in his fifties who had been playing the erhu at that same spot for over a decade.

She kept calling out, but Gu Jingchen couldn’t quite make out what she meant. Still, he understood she was talking about their past life.

Though Bai Zhenzhen and Chang Bai hadn’t been to the scene, news of what happened at the Spirit Testing Tournament had already spread across all five peaks.

The Yu family matron had become even more beautiful. Ever since she awakened her abilities, she hadn’t aged a day and now looked barely over thirty—still radiant and alluring.

Bao Xu nimbly dodged aside, and Gao Tuoshan came in behind him, swinging his staff at the man’s head. The man hastily raised his saber to block, but with a loud crash, his face changed dramatically—his feet sank, and both his insteps were buried in the earth.

Even with Miluo’s explanation, the nobles were no fools. They had seen with their own eyes how Ba Ye was wrapped up by tree roots and hoisted to the treetop. Now being told the tree would never attack humans—how could they possibly believe that?

“Killing Qin Fen isn’t difficult. Today they got lucky and cut out a top-grade glassy violet-green jade. That should have been mine—Chen Haofeng’s. I won’t let anyone take it from me,” Chen Haofeng declared.

If these black crows could crack the black barrier once, they could do it again.

“Alright, second uncle, I was playing outside and got lost,” I lied to brush them off.

The Fiery Spirit Ape was stunned for a moment, then suddenly leapt up, chasing after the end of the rope and catching it in its fist.

Seeing that he couldn’t break through the fat man’s web of blades, Wang Yong, in desperation, threw his left-hand knife. It broke through the blades and struck the fat man just below the chest, but to Wang Yong’s shock, the man’s ample flesh actually trapped the blade.

Inside the hall, a brazier had been set ablaze as soon as the snow began to fall, warming the chamber and driving away the chill from outside.

In recent years, she and Jiang Xiyao had kept in touch, and she’d even traveled to Jiang Xiyao’s country.

Zhou Yan nodded and swiped his membership card at the automatic redemption and payment terminal. Ninety-five points were deducted, leaving him with a balance of five.

“Pass on my order: mobilize the Dragon Guard, advance into the border city, and kill any Chu soldiers encountered—no prisoners,” the deputy general commanded, raising the marshal’s token.

The savage beast tribe, still fighting, shrieked in horror when they saw Hu Ye collapse into Xiao Fansheng’s arms.

This child’s heart wasn’t bad—just spoiled and overindulged, so when things didn’t go his way, he made a rash mistake.

The battle raged from day to night, the forest around them utterly razed. Not a single red ape survived; every one of their bodies was torn apart.

The youth before him had been at death’s door just two days ago, yet now was so vibrant with life that even the old man felt compelled to utter a word of praise.

Su Xin’er was surprised by Cang Bai’s attitude; after all, it wasn’t the first time someone from Tu Shan had been sent.

While they hunted zombies, the scarecrow was hauling a trash bin, quickly cleaning the streets.

Another piece, weighing fifty or sixty kilograms, also had impressive surface misting and cost one point eight million.

After eating, Xie Mubai took the bamboo tube of water Shen Wan handed him, drank a little, then slowly closed his eyes to rest.

Zhang Shanfeng didn’t dare take credit. Despite being worth millions, he couldn’t shake his humble ways and didn’t act like a successful entrepreneur. No matter how much I praised him, he just said it was all thanks to others’ guidance and protection.

You knocked everyone out with poison—no one could use a trace of spiritual power. Facing cultivators as an ordinary person, anyone with sense would avoid such self-destruction.

Under Mia’s flames, nothing survived. The black box Su Chen had just summoned was no exception. It looked ordinary and couldn’t withstand such extreme heat; in an instant, it was reduced to ashes.

After the team left, Zhang Ran watched the resting “Warblade,” making no attempt to disturb him, instead sitting quietly in the room, looking at “Ghost” on the bed and “Warblade” on the couch.

A third-rank alien expert was typically surrounded by dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of hunters—there was no other way but to overwhelm with numbers.

It turned out Zhang Cheng hadn’t given up resistance. Realizing he couldn’t evade Naba’s attack, he decided to create an opportunity—a chance to deal Naba a heavy blow.

It was still the case that enhancers themselves best understood their own bloodlines and skills, so despite having used it only once, Mu Yi had already pinpointed the precise function of his new skill.

Zhang Ran smiled faintly. Seeing his smile, the mercenary with the gun beamed; in his mind, there was no choice—the second option was their only chance for survival.

Because the Burning Plains were covered with fire-attributed plants, the air here was rich with fire elemental energy and power.