Chapter 60: A Terrifying Guess! Not a Good Person!

Rushing through the bustling streets and flashing past the river outside the city, Han Chi's moving speed must have exceeded the speed of sound, otherwise it would have been impossible to leave a trail of piercing screeches along the street, yet no one could catch a glimpse of that rapidly darting figure.

"Alright, shut your mouth and let Qiangzi finish what he has to say," Third Master Yun interjected upon seeing that Yun Qiang couldn't stop the old woman, secretly calculating that perhaps his son had indeed come up with a brilliant idea this time.

Hearing this, Ye Ning was slightly startled, vaguely connecting it to the "Land of Divine Punishment." However, the information provided by Li Yaxin was far too scarce for Ye Ning to investigate further. Still, one would imagine it could not be an overly secretive matter; given the right conditions, it should be quite easy to find out. For now, he decided to set it aside.

At this moment, the old man burst into an agitated laugh, though looking at his expression, there was not the slightest trace of joy. The laughter carried a somewhat desolate tone, which made Ao Yu feel a tinge of sadness. Yet, he endured it without saying much, simply gazing quietly at the old man without uttering another word.

Mistress Dai frowned inwardly. With her discernment, she could naturally tell that although Yue Xuan had employed the Soul-Linking Technique, his current movement alongside Ye Ning within the illusionary realm had not the slightest connection to that technique. However, explaining this distinction to Mo Xuan was simply impossible.

Curling his lips, the young man continued to peer at the figure by the shoreline through his night-vision binoculars, hoping to confirm whether any living presence remained before the police arrived.

Ye Kun walked out of his house and hailed a taxi to go find Zhang Xiaofeng. At that moment, Zhang Xiaofeng was waiting outside for Ye Kun. Seeing a taxi approaching from afar, Zhang Xiaofeng knew instantly it was Ye Kun.

Of course, the barrier set up by Elder Liu was extremely subtle. Had Ye Ning not been well-versed in array formations and possessed a divine sense quite different from ordinary people, he truly would not have been able to discover it.

Qiao'er hid not far away to watch, her eyes wide with astonishment as she calculated whether she should invoke her maternal family's backing. If Black Charcoal Qian intended to stay in Yun Family Village, he would surely have to show some restraint. Regrettably, Black Charcoal Qian completely ignored her, walked straight into the house, packed a few simple changes of clothes, and prepared to head out of the courtyard.

Naturally, the system created by Penguin was also very considerate, allowing wishes to be fulfilled through top-ups. However, the amount of money required to make a wish via top-up was simply beyond what Zhang Yu could afford at present.

Just as it attempted a frantic and violent combustion, it suddenly felt a spiritual perception more than a dozen times stronger than before fiercely press down upon it.

Meanwhile, Jin Yingji recounted to everyone the detailed process of how his cousin, Jin Shengyi, had been ambushed and gravely injured in the Sixth-Ring Dangerous Zone. This immediately provoked another round of heated discussion among the crowd.

By the window, a mercenary watched Wu Lingfei's retreating figure, his gaze revealing a peculiar mix of emotions.

After all, since Zhuang Fan was even capable of refining divine-grade pills, what did it matter if he consumed one himself to elevate his own cultivation realm?

If he could devour it, his fire spirit would ascend to an even higher level, bringing tremendous benefits to both his cultivation and pill refinement.

The facial features of this fake beggar bore an uncanny resemblance to those of Yan Zhenbei, looking much like Yan Zhenbei with his beard shaved off and his face grown somewhat thinner.

Liao Chen was driven back several steps by the fierce, immense force emanating from the blade, leaving deep footprints crushed into the ground.

Yet he chose not to do so because he had taken a liking to Zhao Gu's formidable vital energy technique.

Qin Yi marveled, recalling that Eagle Ravine Mountain had never possessed such an environment. In the past, the mountaintop was mostly dominated by pine and cypress trees. Though evergreen, they had never grown very tall, shooting straight up toward the sky with dense foliage.

"This is the real reason you brought me here today, or rather, this is your true purpose for sneaking into the Azure Heaven Sect?" It was only at this moment that Qin Tian finally understood why Su Bao'er had lingered so long in the Azure Heaven Sect.

Thus, shortly after the true Third Prince died prematurely, the emperor suddenly took it into his head to travel incognito outside the palace on a bright, sunny afternoon.

Suddenly, the owner of the gaping maw did something Li Qingyun could never have anticipated. It—extended its tongue and licked Li Qingyun's face.

Consequently, Qing Yuhan hurriedly offered a few words of explanation, which finally improved Tan Xi's expression. Tan Xi then directed Qing Yuhan to sort the branches, leaves, and fruits into various categories and process them simply.

This was a feat no one dared to believe possible, one that had probably never occurred in history: he had actually broken through his spiritual apertures and surged into the next realm right in the middle of a battle.

Xiyan was slightly dazed for a moment before snapping back to reality, and then she handed the sword in her hand to Yan Qinghan.

The courtesan pageant took place once every three years, held either inside or outside the city, with the venue changing for every edition.

"Did you notice the colorful wristband on Liang Zimo's wrist?" Xiao Geyan asked instead of answering.

"It's over." Upon seeing Jiang Zitian arrive, Jiang Junjian, who had already suppressed the Netherworld Sovereign, spoke up. Their current limitation in suppressing the adversary was simply the lack of a method to completely annihilate him, and that was something they needed Jiang Zitian for.

The sound of the wind roared past their ears, howling so fiercely it made their cheeks sting, while the violent jolting beneath them rendered their bodies completely out of control.

Aside from a few later arrivals from the feather-beast tribe who were arrogant and aloof, almost none of whom they knew, all the beastmen from the various other tribes on the ship were now practically mingling as one, as close as a single family, with almost no distinctions left between them.