Chapter 43: The Hapless Little Spy

On the other side, the three who had gone out to gather information were happily each fishing for their own clues. Two days earlier, Yu Zhen, acting on the order of Guardian Fu Yan, had already sought out the location of the glacier. He sensed something unusual about the forest, suspecting it was somehow connected to the secret realm, but his abilities revealed no point of entry.

Thus, Yu Zhen deliberately shared the clues about the forest with the others, leading them all to this woodland, which seemed likely to be linked with the glacier. Outwardly, their expedition yielded nothing, but privately, several keen individuals noticed the subtle hints, though none chose to speak of them.

Like the Demon Lord, disguised as Chi Xiaoxiao, who, upon leaving the forest, sent Yu Zhen a secret voice message. In it, the Demon Lord instructed, “Even Great Sovereign Qin Yu failed to obtain the core of the Spirit Realm—how could I possibly succeed?” Xu Qian, full of resentment, rolled his eyes.

The former Linglong danced for the sake of longing; her movements were enchanting and unforgettable, but few had ever witnessed them, so rumors grew wilder. Today, everyone saw her dance for themselves and were sorely disappointed, turning their attention elsewhere.

As one of the thirteen towns under the Annan Administration, this region was vast, its heavy defensive walls stretching for hundreds of kilometers, securely enclosing the whole town.

Zhao Ang turned to look back, his heart overflowing with emotions and thoughts, but at Xiu Xiu’s urging, he finally left.

Perhaps others had only heard tales of peerless masters, but Deng Shijie truly knew their strength: true energy manifesting, striking across mountains, some with extraordinary external training could even tear apart tanks.

Feng Feng struck mercilessly, transmitting a miraculous image into the man's mind, startling him greatly.

The ancient tomb’s stone gate, accompanied by thunder, parted the thick clouds above, descending from the sky directly into the tomb’s ancient underworld.

“So, my identity as the uncle who bargains should be genuine,” Lu Abai had trusted Shen Qingping from the start, but a touch of doubt in every matter was no harm. Since Tu Shan Yan Zhi said so, it was clear that at least Shen Qingping’s identity and his pulse’s existence were not faked.

Everyone saw the bamboo had five segments, but the fat steward mentioned only four. They couldn’t help asking: what quality of spiritual light is revealed when all five segments shine?

The deaths in Hanshan Village each November had continued for five years before my arrival.

Lu Chen hurriedly released his divine sense, following those eyes as they surveyed the past, but found nothing at all. This made him doubt whether his senses had deceived him.

Barbarian Bodhisattva’s move was hindered, but he did not relent; with his left hand, he crushed the rusted flying sword corroded by netherworld filth, then with a swift claw, there was a sharp sound as he shredded the protective spiritual essence around the cultivator, his sharp nails tearing half of the man’s body away.

After days of indecision, seeing Sika unchanged, Taeyeon let go of her worries. What difference did it make to say anything? Sika, the emperor, was not anxious—why should the eunuch fret?

“I’ve been a fan for ten years, ever since Hyori debuted!” As soon as Li Qiu finished speaking, half the crowd responded in a loud, unified voice.

Huang Lianpeng had only spoken casually, but after he said it, he regretted it. Because now, paying was no longer voluntary—it had become ‘forced upon him’.

Zhu Di glanced back at the Blade Armor Guards, his brows twitching slightly. He twisted his ring with his right hand, his expression full of agitation.

The silk quilt on Hecilia was very thin and extremely soft. At that moment, something stirred beneath Lu Chen, and as he pressed tightly against her, she immediately sensed it, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Now, Zhang Wang possessed four gene fragments from acid-spitting forest lizards—only one more was needed to enhance this ability.

“Hey! Xiangjun! You were talking in your sleep just now!” Bai Yuxue saw Zhu Xiangjun just waking up and knew he must have been talking in his sleep. “Talking in my sleep? I didn’t know! What did I say?” Zhu Xiangjun, unaware of his own sleep-talking, grew curious at his wife’s question.