Chapter Sixty-Six: An Ordinary Midnight Snack

Cheng Yu hurried back to the dorm, carrying two large paper bags filled with late-night snacks. He nudged open the half-closed door with his knee, held the bags high, and called out, “Come join the Chicken Superhero for a blissful night of junk food!”

The tantalizing aroma of fried food wafted from the bags. Ming Shuang, with his keen sense of smell, immediately detected the heady fragrance of a feast of unhealthy treats. Without hesitation, he tossed aside his phone, rummaged in a drawer for a can of cola and a carton of pure milk, then popped open the tab and handed the cola to Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu shut the door with a nudge of his foot, placed the fragrant bags squarely on the table, and took the cola from Ming Shuang, gulping it down greedily. Only when the bubbling liquid had disappeared by half did he sigh in utter satisfaction. “Ah, that hits the spot!”

“Hurry, hurry, hurry! It smells divine! I even got you extra—”

Using the Force Staff as a conduit, Lu Xuan was indeed able to reclaim a considerable amount of force energy. However, the staff itself was only of the first rank, and with Lu Xuan’s current needs, it was no longer sufficient. But such force weapons could not be acquired at will.

With a payload of nearly a hundred missiles, this single fighter ship was equivalent to an entire flight squadron. Moreover, it possessed overwhelming advantages in speed, range, and stealth.

He looked as if he was terrified of being spotted by Zhang Xingxing, or of anyone knowing that he was acquainted with her.

“Really? Then I’ll go all out,” Xie Lan said, glancing at Chen Hao. She didn’t know the extent of his finances, but assumed they weren’t much—she was, after all, the only one who had seen that shabby place Chen Hao used to rent.

In one corner of the banquet, Wang Chen sensed the various gazes of reverence, awe, and worship cast by the other survivors.

But there was one flaw: the Jinhua Volunteer Army’s reserves of gold and silver were far too high. When Zhang Qiang checked the ledgers, he discovered that their territory already held eighty million taels of silver in reserve, and twenty million taels of gold.

When he saw that Bloodhoof’s pelt had returned to normal by the third day, he released the beast. The result was curious: this war-loving creature actually began to avoid Usu altogether. This intrigued him greatly, and Bloodhoof, in turn, pushed itself even harder in training, increasing the intensity every day.

“I only have these things because of my status among the leaders of the human race,” said Elder Feng. “As for the favor you granted me, these twenty testing stones are nothing in comparison.”

However, just as Xu Duan was singing his heart out, a sudden pounding came from the door.

With ten imperial swords being traded, all the major factions brought forth their own treasures to exchange. The Dragonfolk reaped considerable gains from these transactions. Yet the treasures the Crown Prince truly needed were not among them. It seemed even the Dragonfolk and the other races could not locate such items; perhaps they remained hidden, maybe even deep within the Black Dragon King’s tomb.

“No! I already have a boyfriend!” Yun Luofei wrapped herself tightly in her fringed shawl and climbed into the car, her lips unconsciously curving into a smile.

Upon seeing the barrier between worlds untouched, Long Qingchen was surprised. After all, four Supreme Treasures used together could annihilate even those beyond the realm of immortality. For the barrier to remain intact spoke volumes of its strength.

Wei Hanjue instinctively glanced at Aunt Qu, who still lay on the ground, covered in blood and dirt. Only then did he unbutton his uniform, half-kneeling to drape it over her.

The crowd at Drunken Cloud Pavilion stared at the obsidian crystal in Xiang Yun’s hand, then at the suddenly empty corridor where a figure had vanished, all stunned into silence.

In Lu Qi’s memory, the only person who was ever truly good to him was his mother. Yet she had been gravely ill, spending most of her days bedridden. Her time with him was short, but even so, Lu Qi’s mind cherished the beautiful moments they shared.

Long Qingchen nodded in satisfaction. With a single thought, he could reduce both the ancestral beast and the young man with the vertical eye to dust.

My grandmother was a half-immortal, and with no one else to look after me, she would take me along when she went out to see clients. I saw so much that, over time, I picked up a thing or two myself.

Only the places where Luoyu and the old woman sat seemed protected by some unseen force—untouched by frost or ice.

In the next moment, Chen Nan attacked. Terrifying energies merged with him in the void, making him seem like an ancient beast of legend. Seeing the blood-red light in his eyes, even a powerhouse of the Supreme Sixth Heaven shuddered involuntarily.