Day 51 of Being Reborn as Rimuru (Bonus Chapter for Two Thousand Comments)

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After all, the challenge match had paved the way. Although it had not made Qing Bai’s appearance known to everyone, there were still people who could recognize him.

Upon closer inspection, the palms of those two men, where they gripped their knife hilts, had already split open at the bases of their thumbs. Blood was running down the backs of their hands.

She nervously bit her lip. She did not know what would happen behind her, but she hoped nothing would happen at all.

“Really? That’s wonderful! Where is she? I’ll go ask her to come at once,” Captain Zhou said, his face alight with delight.

Jiang Yun left the restaurant and returned to the Lotus Gate’s branch in the royal city. He found a secluded place and began absorbing the spiritual liquid. His inner energy and the Blood Demon’s power had been separated by no more than a thin membrane; this bottle of spiritual liquid was enough to pierce through it. But once that membrane was broken, he had no idea whether the two forces would cancel each other out or merge together.

More than an hour later, Mu Yunlu finally yielded. Gasping for breath, she revealed Su Nan’s entire plan.

Zheng Keshuang was so furious that he suffered internal injuries. At first, he had not thought much of it, but after hearing Jiangnan put it that way, he truly felt the heartache of having his fiancée betray him on the eve of their wedding.

Madam Huo pulled Fu Jiu from the car and brought him to the foreigner-owned bridal shop. The entire shop was snow-white, and the lights were almost dazzling.

The young man glared at Qing Bai without moving, his mouth clamped tightly shut. Even after Qing Bai had examined the telescope for a long while and finally lowered it, the boy was still staring at him.

Han Xiao giggled. “Of course it isn’t her. You definitely won’t be able to guess who it is.” Gazing at her charming face, alternately coy and radiant, he found her beauty truly refreshing and delightful. When he caught the faint, secluded fragrance drifting from her body, he was nearly intoxicated.

“Heh heh! Those two.” Yang Zihao grinned, revealing teeth as white as snow and filling the onlookers with warmth.

“M-Manager Tang, look—they’ve come in.” The two security guards and two doormen were still shaken to the core. They had no heart to listen to Tang Jingli’s reprimand; all four stared wide-eyed in terror at the hotel entrance, as though afraid that a moment’s carelessness would allow evil spirits to claim their lives.

A gentle breeze drifted over, bringing a chill with it. His body was cold, but his heart was colder still. Ya Changbin pushed open the door of the stone hut, slipped inside, climbed onto the bed, and lay down in silence, pulling the bedding tightly over his face. The sky gradually brightened, and a new day began.

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“This... this should be the fruit of the Wonder God Grass. Where did you get it?” Yao Muchen carefully examined the green sphere in his palm. He had seen a description of something like it in an ancient pharmacopoeia; it was an exceedingly rare medicinal herb.

“If you’re so eager to die, you two brothers might as well drink it yourselves. I’ll go outside and keep watch.” With that, Old Yang took up the kettle and left.

Wang Feng still hesitated and muttered his objections, but the instructor dragged him all the way to the cafeteria.

When Gu Yuanjiulang saw Liang Shan appear before him once again, looking as though nothing had happened, he completely broke down and began howling like a madman.

However, from that time onward, the Heaven-Ascending Venerable vanished without a trace and never appeared before anyone again.

“You really don’t understand?” Liu Yizhan asked in return.

Changning stared fixedly at him, her eyes filled with such unfamiliarity.

Gradually, the anticipation in Su Jinxi’s eyes faded into darkness. Her fervent heart slowly turned cold, and a veil of disappointment clouded her eyes. Suddenly, she let out a cold laugh.

Meanwhile, Fuya had already descended from the sky and arrived at the place where the altar had once stood. He looked around, but the entire area was desolate. Not only were the people gone and the altar gone—even the many mountains surrounding it had disappeared. The eerie sight made him suck in a breath of cold air.

What had happened?

The Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation of the Netherworld Prison was one of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect’s most renowned formations. It was most formidable when formed by seven, nine, or thirteen people.

The prince was utterly shocked. He could hardly imagine how much suffering Ayin must have endured if, as Su Jinxi had said, the First Prince of the Southern Sea had used the Soul-Seizing Chain to control her all these years.

Li Qin gazed at Zhao Tiezhu with tears glistening in her eyes. Her eyes were slightly reddened, and a faint blush colored her cheeks, instantly giving her a shy and delicate air.

In the dry, cold winter, sticky mud was difficult to find. I even considered using tree bark to make containers.

Aside from asking about Murong Yunhai’s condition, Murong Qi had indeed mentioned something concerning the Eastern Battlefield in his letter.

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Was this considered temptation? Before, I certainly would have fallen for it again. I truly wanted to uncover the truth, but after what had happened, I finally understood that relying on Ironhead to tell me the truth was far less useful than slowly comprehending it myself.

Ressas was silent for a while as he looked at Tang Meng. His first impression of the young man had been that he was cold. Was it better described as calm, or as ruthless? His expression had not changed in the slightest, as though an icy barrier kept everyone at a distance. Yet now, sorrow appeared on the young man’s face.

When Yashang and the others fled, the tribe had been small, so there had been little need to parade anyone before the crowd. But now the tribe had grown to a thousand people, and the situation had become more complicated. The various methods of using one person’s punishment as a warning to all, familiar to later generations, had to be put into practice now. A public display had become absolutely necessary.

In theory, the county examination was held every two or three years. It had just been held last February, so this year was not its turn.

Night Owl frowned. He felt somewhat resentful that Sovi had not told him from the beginning that cultivating this power came with side effects.

“Brother Dui Tian Gu, has your White Tiger clan made its decision?” another Tang Meng asked.

Before long, the Spirit Crow Servant skill—which had initially inspired no hope at all—actually succeeded in locating the target for the Hundred-Ghost Demon Blade.

To put it plainly, every epic ship maiden had a corresponding prototype vessel in the original world. In theory, each of them could materialize her prototype hull. But when she recalled what the Emperor Ou had once said, even someone as innocent and optimistic as Rodney could not stop a trace of gloom from crossing her face.

Who was the Emperor Ou? He was the terrifying existence whom the world called the Great Demon King. Even setting aside all the rumors, the Emperor Ou’s virtual image had appeared at Dawn Harbor Commandery the last time.