Chapter Thirteen: The Forbidden Drug

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“There is something, but I’m not going to ask anymore.” Zhu Hongyuan was seven or eight parts drunk, yet perfectly lucid; he was not talking nonsense.

The man met Lin Yi’s icy, hostile gaze and felt distinctly uncomfortable. His eyes shifted away as he moved slightly. The sleeve over his right arm hung empty—he had only one arm left.

“Thank you, Sect Master. As for my current condition, both cultivation methods are only one final step away from the Explosive Realm. I’m confident I can successfully advance either one within a week. But breaking through both battle-qi methods at the same time will require your guidance, Sect Master,” Xie Tong said.

Seeing that they still could not bring down the three men after such a long time, the three warriors hardened their resolve and increased the ferocity of their assault. Blades flashed brilliantly as layer upon layer of sword screens surged toward the three assassins. The assassins, however, looked utterly exhausted, gradually showing signs of being unable to hold out.

A mournful wind sighed through the empty wilderness. Boundless white mist rose from the surface of the lake and began spreading through Raozhou City. It grew denser and denser, until an eerie aura permeated the entire city.

Just then, three streaks of rainbow light swept across the sky. After hearing Yang You’s words, they shouted furiously and immediately wheeled around, descending onto Yang You’s boat.

Sure enough, the air opposite the mushroom shimmered. Space split open into a black maw, and a person stepped out of it.

“We came to thank you for giving us your lunch. But you came fishing instead—was that deliberate?” Zi Feng said with a smile.

It was like slapping someone across the face and then immediately offering them a piece of candy. Whatever grievances Fortelier might have had, Zhen Shifeng simply could not swallow this humiliation. He was determined to repay him in kind.

Good grief! Is this the legendary transformation? Are you trying to scare me to death? What is this nonsense? Scammers these days are getting more and more amateurish. At the very least, they should change in an instant, like a face-changing act—that would be somewhat convincing.

After saying this, Han Mo slipped away before Han Yue could react. Han Yue stood rooted to the spot, dazed, and only came back to himself after a long while.

“I am not dead yet! Follow me and kill these remnants of the Long Family Army!” With that, he charged toward the Long Family soldiers who had suddenly appeared ahead.

His large hand roamed wantonly over her chest, while Zhang Shouyuan wore an unmistakably intoxicated expression.

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Everything Gu Yi said was true. Shen Xinyi had thought of all this as well. It was precisely because she had thought of it that she had hesitated over whether to return.

The Yaksha King lay on the ground, staring at the three people beneath the wall. They remained half-crouched in postures suggesting they were just about to rise, their faces filled with confusion. Without saying a word, he silently got up and crouched down beside Liu Zhenming.

He had drunk too much—more than a pound of strong liquor. It was high-proof alcohol shipped in from his homeland. To drink that much on an empty stomach was proof of how impressive his tolerance was. Lin Mohan staggered out of the company, dizzy and unsteady, then got into his car.

Fan Xueyi turned her gaze once more toward the distant door. In her heart, she repeated again and again that she wanted to recover all her former memories. Before long, she vaguely heard someone reciting, “Amitabha.” She silently repeated it in her mind for a long while, and the words gradually became clearer.

“Put that matter aside for now. Later, have the staff headquarters discuss it,” Old Wei said. He glanced at the Great Chieftain and, only after receiving the latter’s permission, spoke to Old Niu.

Why was this happening? The reason was simple: it depended on what the cultivation method was intended for.

“I am here!” At that moment, Asulong’s face was filled with resolute determination, as though he were about to march onto a battlefield.

She was about five feet two inches tall, with a very sweet appearance and a soft, somewhat languid voice. Her grades were decent, placing her somewhere in the middle of the class. She was a well-behaved girl, but unfortunately she rarely spoke and had no idea how to get along with her classmates. Gradually, her presence in the class faded.

Yang Chen hurriedly changed his clothes, then went downstairs to take a look at Lin Jing’s legendary good-for-nothing father.

Jiang Mohe applied a little force and twisted off the lock on the emergency exit. When he pushed the door open, he discovered that the entire passage beyond it had been bricked up and sealed shut.

Qiao Yi did not care whether he would betray them and hand them over to the Bo clan. After all, he was an undercover agent too. As the saying went, the enemy of my enemy was my friend.

“Feng’er, how did you get out? Your brother could have gone in to find you.” A rich, resonant male voice sounded beside his ear.

Xianyu Qing felt uncomfortable beneath Nangong Lyu’s unabashedly appraising gaze and raised her eyes to stare back at him.

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In the end, the two of them made the sensible decision. That very night, they left the Sky Arena and chose to avoid the battle.

Several burly men stood guard there. One of them, a muscular man with a black scorpion tattoo on his body, pointed a club at Zhang Tong and cursed viciously.

Yang Chen felt that the most important thing in life was self-awareness. There were countless people richer than him. Just consider the executive suites at the Wilson Hotel—was any guest staying in one of them not a major figure?

On the Long family’s side in the Near-Immortal Realm, Long Peier grew increasingly nervous after swallowing the Hundred-Fragrance Cleansing Body Pill. She had always trained her physique and cultivated her power in tandem, so she had rarely undergone the kind of high-intensity, rapid physical tempering that strengthened the body so quickly.

The Divine Envoy was puzzled. He lowered his head and looked at the pristine white glove. Everything had happened in the blink of an eye, yet his thoughts moved like a shuttle, instantly rummaging through his long and distant memories until he found an extraordinary item that matched it perfectly.

Old Mrs. Wang felt no guilt whatsoever about bullying Zhou Suqin. On the contrary, she believed Zhou Suqin deserved it. If she had not been afraid of killing her and ending up in prison, she would have murdered Zhou Suqin long ago.

He silently walked over and covered Li Ya with a quilt. But Li Ya’s rebellious nature was extraordinarily strong; each time An Ran covered her, she pulled it off again, allowing An Ran to admire her naked body to his heart’s content.

At that moment, no one noticed that the expression of I Love Going to Work seemed to have changed slightly. The corners of her lips lifted faintly.

He had wanted to say this earlier, but he was afraid that saying it in front of outsiders would make Xu Qingmo dislike him, so he had held his tongue.

The gray, hazy Ghost Domain spread outward toward the location of the headquarters. During the process, it did not disturb the residents of Great Capital City.

Chen Ju’s thoughts had unexpectedly gone in this direction. Bai Yan silently assumed that the reason Chen Ju had spoken that way was because he was taking her side.

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