Chapter 23

"Come, come, Comrade Zhonghe. Today, Comrade Guobiao and I set aside some time to gather. We didn't invite anyone else—only you!" Qin Delai said with a hearty laugh.

"Act without hesitation, have no misgivings. If things go wrong, I will take full responsibility," Zhang Tiansong’s clear, resonant voice echoed in the ears of the two Tangs, serving to soothe the fear in their hearts as they faced the alien race.

It was only now that he understood that the religion of God and Christianity were, in fact... two completely different things.

"Sister Xue, the Great Immortal is not in any life-threatening danger," Blueberry, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke. This was her intuitive gift.

Clearly, the immense pressure he had just endured was the result of the restrictions set by the Immortal Cave to repel outsiders.

The root of all this was that the comrades had followed Chairman Chen Ke in revolution, which allowed everyone to experience such incredible things. Seeing Chen Ke, who had achieved such mythical feats, everyone could not help but feel a sense of awe.

Sure enough, the words that followed left everyone present in shock. Even Old Man Jian, with his calm and unflappable nature, could not suppress the astonishment in his heart.

"How should we form the ranks?" The battalion commander, bewildered by this sudden turn of events, asked in a daze.

Alexander gestured for Murong Xiao to continue, his hands folded in front of him, the ring bearing his family crest reflecting a luxurious metallic sheen under the soft light.

Thus, she had held back until now to ask, wanting Brother Tao to perform that kind of magic trick for her again.

As Zhu Zhu was leisurely lifting her sixth bottle of beer, Gu Xuri, who had been stubbornly forcing himself to finish his fourth, finally could not hold it in any longer. "Wah—" he vomited all over the floor.

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With one hand, Nie Feng slammed into the log flying toward him. As his palm turned and unloaded the force, the log was strangely spun around before being shattered into countless wood shavings.

I hurriedly stepped between the two. "Gentlemen, let’s talk this out calmly." But neither of them looked like they wanted to talk; instead, they glared at each other. Those on both sides—whether it was He Xiao, the members of the Long family, or Shi Yunxing and others—all maintained an air of detachment, watching the spectacle as if it were none of their business.

Though it was somewhat cruel, Zhu Zhu did not want to waste anyone's emotions, so she nipped them in the bud, benefiting both herself and others. The four of them finished lunch in silence; the two men washed the dishes and returned to their rooms to rest.

"I have noted this matter, Master. I will make arrangements for them tomorrow. You may rest assured." Gao Gong’s words allowed Shen Chongming to breathe a sigh of relief. He had expected to have to beg, but he hadn't even finished speaking before his teacher decided to help.

"What harm is there in trying? If it doesn't work out, it simply means the two of you were not meant to be," Cang Jiuyao continued to persuade.

A massive roar echoed through the surroundings, causing the entire space to tremble incessantly. The black stone stele that had been knocked away did not show weakness; black-red flames erupted, and the stele charged toward the dark shadow.

Now, Lu Lin wore a cold, "stay away" expression, luring monsters to solo-grind alone. There were many others like him. Lu Lin did it to keep a low profile, though he didn't know about the others. At any rate, those teams had no intention of recruiting lone wolves like them, and it was fortunate enough that they didn't come to clear them out.

A faint smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. Yun Tu rested her chin on her knees, her gaze as gentle as the stars in the sky.

Liu Peng had originally been under an illusion, but after he was petrified by the Faceless Angel statue, the effect of the illusion vanished.

After that incident, he seemed to have matured. He no longer displayed such intense possessiveness toward Su Yuebai, and when he saw her, he would only nod like an old friend.

"Come here." After dinner, Feng Yu beckoned to Su Yuchu, who was about to return to her room, signaling for her to come over.

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However, the movements of Lei Yuan's hands did not slow down. He extended his right hand, and a strand of Heavenly Dao energy—which only he could perceive and harness—was peeled away from the Phantasmal Purple Extreme Array within his soul and sea of consciousness, then merged into the body of Zi Duankong.

"Hall... Hall Master, are you alright?" Seeing Xia Yuntian suddenly stop, Liu Yan asked with concern.

The reason the prices of the Yanxia series of auction items could be driven so high was entirely due to the "boiling a frog in warm water" tactic.

Jing Yizhi’s expression changed. He picked up his phone and hurried to the side, making a call to Pan Yun.

Daochen knew that Yinchen was an extremely paranoid person; once he made up his mind about something, he would never change it.

"Alright." Feng Yu released Su Yuchu and ran off to wash his hands obediently. By the time he returned, Su Yuchu had already finished setting the table. The aroma was mouth-watering, stirring a great appetite.

If the Bai family was the organization controlling the entire underworld from behind the scenes, attempting to obtain the Zhang family treasure, they could have just laid their cards on the table with me, or offered a billion yuan. If the people from the Soul-Slaying Gate had come in full force, I definitely couldn't have withstood it, but they didn't.

"Why not ask for their opinion? They might not necessarily want to join the tribe," Shen Xiaoxiao suggested. Even so, she felt they certainly wouldn't want to leave; the fact that they came begging meant they had reached the end of their rope, and now that they had found Lin Yun, they shouldn't be willing to leave.