Chapter 45

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“I’ve seen the post on Weibo and have already assigned someone to trace its origin. I’ll send you the related information later,” Bai Yuchen said calmly.

When he parted the grass, all he saw was a corner of pink clothing and an extremely slender figure. That silhouette immediately occupied his mind.

“He probably doesn’t understand that matter and is unsure whether the people in the Eastern Land Realm are friend or foe,” Zhu Chunqiu recalled the changing expressions of Jiang Yi and made this judgment.

With low health, the mantis and Hammer Stone tried to assist the besieged Blade Maiden but were helpless. At that moment, Jayce abandoned Blade Maiden outright, delivering a precise Q ability that instantly killed the wounded Hammer Stone hiding in the back.

Big Brother Nie Jingfeng was naturally gifted but at this moment, no one knew where he had gone with the old fortune teller; he was utterly unreliable.

Although he harbored a bad premonition and planned to stay at the Qin residence for a couple of days, he still came.

He truly hated it! Yet, upon reflection, what lingered most was resentment—not accepting his crushing defeat, not accepting the Black Dragon’s death, not accepting that Jiang Yi did not die by his hand.

But when they stepped forward again, intending to ascend to the third floor, Shopkeeper Wang waved his arm, blocking their path.

I readjusted my state, forcing myself to remain calm, repeatedly telling myself silently, “I must survive, I must survive.” Yet whenever such thoughts arose, a headache would begin again—the same unbearable, focused pain as before.

“Brother Lei missed me, how could I not come back? Haha,” Lingchen said, looking at Chen Lan crouching on the ground. Their eyes met, and a sigh escaped her heart.

This valley was especially vast, filled with various strange towering trees—some reaching the sky, dense and lush. Under the night’s darkness, it was difficult to navigate. Li Shui and Feng Shaoming’s line of sight was limited, blocked by the trees along the path.

Since there was no shortcut, Ling Yi had no choice but to join Long Ling and the others in attacking the puppet. Judging by the puppet’s attack speed and strength, it was roughly equivalent to mid-level Soul Shedding Realm, still within Ling Yi’s control range.

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“Brother Yun said you’ve reached a bottleneck and need a trigger. That’s why when I was fighting the four-eyed demon wolf earlier, I suddenly thought of this, so I deliberately didn’t use my full strength and even let myself get knocked down on purpose,” Maple Leaf smiled.

However, despite calling several times, there was no response. Everyone exchanged puzzled glances. Suddenly, hundreds of archers peeked out from the battlements on the city walls, no questions asked, drew their bows, and unleashed a volley of arrows with a “patter, patter, patter!”

Old Wu San paid little mind. “Hey, it’s just a handkerchief; if it flies away, it flies away.” Yet unexpectedly, the surrounding townsfolk instantly fell into chaos. “Hallelujah! Salami!” People hurriedly chased after the flying handkerchief.

A man dressed like a ruffian held a sack filled entirely with crystals—no need to guess.

“Right next to here, I think it’s from this collapsed grave mound,” I said, pointing toward the nearby mound.

Meanwhile, the Yellow Emperor, accompanied by the two emissaries, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, walked and talked until they arrived at a “country platform.”

On this very day—seventy-seven days, forty-nine in total—the five-colored gem was finally successfully smelted. She, along with seven immortal disciples, floated toward the northwest horizon carrying the gem.

Yu Miaomiao raised her eyebrows, surprised that Ghost Claw was so thoughtful as to consider this for her.

“I’m more convenient going down,” Yu Miaomiao said confidently. Being a fish, she was less afraid of the cold and drowning than these guards. Who else was better at going underwater?

The Great Hongming Shaman Peng helped Emperor Yan to the rear residence to rest and repeatedly instructed Peng to carefully tend to Emperor Yan’s injuries.

The Yellow Emperor, seeing that it was Yu Bo’s order, wanted to go alone to clear the floodwaters. Suddenly, his eyes lit up: “Ah! How could I have forgotten Yu Bo?”

Immediately, he transformed into a red-crowned pheasant and flapped his wings to attack, using his sharp beak and claws to battle the green snake.

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“Then let’s have a group dinner tomorrow night to send you off! After all, these people were all recruited by you!” Captain He suggested.

Seeing this, Bidekai quickly supported him and quietly watched his son in his arms. His body trembled continuously. Now he understood why Li Xin insisted on a life-and-death pact; the other party possessed such ability and strength.

As time passed, the originally evenly matched battle gradually tipped! The scales of victory seemed to lean toward Chen Ran’s side.

“Eh!” He sighed deeply. To save time, he hadn’t restored his divine consciousness, but now it seemed that without it, not only was finding Rongrong impossible, even escaping this labyrinth was no easier than dreaming.

Resting his chin on his hand, a meaningful curve lifted the corner of his lips. It seemed that in the heart of this strange man, Duanmu Ying still held a place, whether or not the Fire Qilin Sword was involved.

The floor here was also cracked from explosions, and two walls had been blown through. Rainwater poured recklessly into the tower.

“Heh, you really won’t quit, huh? Say a few more words, and I’ll shut your mouth so you can’t speak or eat,” Li Xin glared at her and shouted. Meanwhile, Xiao Lan in his arms secretly pinched Li Xin hard.

As the only system-default inn in this eight-trigram-shaped city, it surprisingly had no players purchasing the management rights, which showed just how remote Etonbruk Town was.