Chapter 55 - Chapter 55

He'd heard about the battle at the city gates, knowing full well that Gu Jie had been suppressed by Lu Yunshan, unable to lift his head. If the exit lay above, every attack or touch would raise the wooden plank. Jia Xu had intended to probe Gu Jie's secrets during their meeting, and if opportunity arose, he wouldn't mind claiming them for himself. Her azure robe, ice staff, and crystallized azure wings vanished into nothingness. The giant ape didn't stop there; with a flash of silver light, it soared miles away and captured the fleeing knight leader alive. "This guy's bloodline is no ordinary concentration. On the ground, he's no match at all," he thought. Considering Yue Qilou might belong to the prince, she decided to retrieve the person—staying at the inn late at night would surely trigger an investigation. The indigenous noodles were the simplest, with nothing but name and level to distinguish them. After 500 dungeons, Qin Xuan had yet to awaken his sixth sense, thoroughly dismissing Chu Xunlong. With energy converted from abnormal power, his Black Tiger Palm broke through the skin-hardening stage and surged through the flesh stage, reaching a bottleneck. After storing the items, Gao Yi and his team left the cave, blocking the entrance with a large stone. Dissatisfied, Gao Yi added another stone outside, ensuring their hideout remained undetected. Watching the inevitable duel unfold, she yawned lazily—she hadn't slept well the night before. "Let's go, they must be waiting anxiously!" Gao Yi said, handing his brother a dirty white cloth, clearly unwashed. His face as calm as water, eyes closed, the symbolic scythe leaned against his skeletal chair. At the afternoon meeting, department heads sat in silence, stiff-backed, awaiting the boss's command. Seeing Xiao Ziling's comforting smile, Yu Nu relaxed slightly and focused on eating. "Tsk~" The crowd gave him disdainful looks, their eyes glued to the mountain. Ever since encountering Shao Qinglin, Xiao Qing felt a growing fear, which turned to terror when she saw Shao Qinglin smash his uncle with a brick. If it weren't for the high regard she held for Liu Tusaint, she would have sought revenge long ago, instead quietly cultivating, waiting for her day of triumph. Finally grasping the essence, she decided Kunlun was the only suitable choice. One day, Li Changchen stumbled into the Spirit Realm, surprising Meng Yue, who had never expected a cultivator to enter at this hour. Even more astonishing, Li Changchen discovered her presence and captured her, later contracting her as his spiritual pet. Though she'd traversed many worlds and seen diverse people, she'd never encountered someone as shamelessly thick-skinned as him. The piercing screams made neighbors tremble, rushing out to investigate, but Lu Qiang locked the door tight, leaving them to chatter outside. Wang Mo kissed her fiercely, their lips parting only after a long moment, leaving the other party in no doubt of his intentions. Mrs. Li's facial features appeared normal; even if Li Zhou had deceived her with the divine steed painting, she wouldn't realize it. Dean Zheng approached the security guard, surprised to see Wang Qiang with a blind child having breakfast—innocent faces masking hidden struggles. The hospital police station lights shone bright as Detective Di and Ge handcuffed the criminals, binding them securely to prevent further mischief. "These are just appetizers. If you can't overcome these, you might as well leave now," they warned. Exhausted from yesterday's battle, the aged Zhang He skipped his usual early morning drills. "Meier, where have you been so late? Why haven't you come back?" Rong Mo Feng's tense voice echoed in her ears. Desperate to chase south, she couldn't let them succeed. How could she explain this to the Earth Deity? Could it have been stolen?