Chapter 43: I Think You’ve Taken the Joke Too Far

The director turned his head and, upon seeing Fu Boyun, his expression immediately froze. He released Jiang Yu’s hand and forced a smile onto his face. “President Fu? You’re out here for some air too…”

Fu Boyun narrowed his eyes.
“For some air? Looks like you’ve had a bit too much to drink and forgotten the rules.”

He…
The Straw Hat could never forget that man, the one who had plunged him into the most desperate moment of his life—a man as powerful and monstrous as a beast.

When one’s cultivation of the mind reached a certain realm, it was discovered by chance that within the heart’s domain, there was a ‘door’ of Dao, sealing away the ultimate secret of heart-mind cultivation.

As for Lin Mengxue, this oddity somehow managed to drift along, spectate a few battles, and after completing a red-level quest, obtained a unique certificate to transfer into a hidden class. It was truly hard to believe.

“Clang—” The last sound came as Liu Tang’s broadsword slipped from his grasp and flew out of his hand. Liu Tang cradled his right hand with his left, blood seeping from his right palm.

After seeing Yang Hua off, Li Gang sat in his room, troubled and restless. Thinking back, after the Supreme Emperor passed the throne to the Crown Prince Zhao Huan, it seemed he had faded from the political stage. Yet, being in the prime of his life, to retire behind the scenes so easily—how could he be content with that?

The choice of this island was deliberate; in the surrounding hundreds of thousands of miles of sea, there was no other island nearby, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was so thin that no cultivator would willingly approach such a place.

Activating the Ancient Sealing Wish Scroll, three images representing three rewards appeared before me in a dazzling light.

While they were still in shock, I sheathed my bow, spurred my horse, and charged in with Shadow Dash. Both the Dream Snow Sword and the Celestial Spirit Sword flashed in my hands, their blades imbued with spiritual energy, striking directly and forcefully against his stone armor.

Upon arriving at the Hall of Administration, Changsun Wuji saw that Fang Xuanling, Qin Qiong, Yu Shinan, Wei Zheng, and others were already present.

Within the tower, as the film on Li Yang’s body was about to be refined away, the eye on the White Bone Stele lit up with delight, but then, sensing something, a trace of fear flickered across it. Immediately, it abandoned Li Yang and tried to control the Bone Tower to flee.

It was precisely because it was the truth that it was so shocking. Those around were astonished. The man who seemed so compassionate, who had devoted himself to charity and was universally acknowledged as a good man, had done such a thing.

Earlier, she had deliberately brought up this topic to alert Ji Dongdong. Unexpectedly, her boyfriend showed no concern, and instead tried to provoke her with his words.

Industrial development is an extremely slow path. Relying on selling seafood and the fledgling clothing industry to support the nation would take far too long—perhaps ten, even decades, to amass significant wealth.

Du Yun suspected the array platform’s destruction was related to demon seeds, so after nodding, he recounted all the recent events.

“Manager Liang, please, this is my greatest hope.” Zhou Zixuan pressed his palms together, his words resolute.

Furthermore, the job Xia Hua gave her was truly excellent. With it, she could lead a good life in this city.

Du Yun’s current destination was the Kunlun Mountains within the New Province. The Kunlun Sect was deep in the range, while Nanshan City was several thousand kilometers away from the New Province.

Su Xin, after checking her own storage space, carefully reviewed the entire incident, including the battle with the corpse puppet and her insights gained in facing a desperate situation. There were gains and losses.

She’d seen the Pearl Jewelry boutique at the Jiqing City mall before, but at her age—as a student—wearing expensive accessories was inappropriate, so she hadn’t paid it much attention.

However, his secret collusion with the Hundred Beasts Pirates was a major secret—so much so that only a handful within the Don Quixote family knew, all of them his most trusted confidants.

The Haiyun Sect had only nine cultivators at the Hundred Apertures Realm. The Fourth Elder had previously died at Song Ningxi’s hands, and now the Seventh Elder had been slain by Su Yun. How long had it been between these two deaths?

Yu Lichen calmly placed strands of Gu An’an’s hair into a transparent pouch he carried with him.

The room’s décor bore the distinct lines and simplicity unique to an architect, refined yet unpretentious—it was clearly Ye Wanning’s taste.

Yuan Xin had only just turned around when she was struck on the back of the neck. Time seemed to dim, and she slipped into unconsciousness.

Suddenly, Su Yun felt as if his body had grown ten or even twenty times heavier. Every movement was difficult, and even his blood flow was affected, making him unbearably uncomfortable.

He knew full well that he couldn’t take on Lucian alone now. Even a basic attack followed by an E would force him to retreat. Who would have thought Lucian would dive the turret and strike back?

With countless thoughts swirling, the agitated Yu Lichen left the people in the private room behind and went straight home.

Accepting the Ninth Prince’s proposal had been for the sake of the Seven Star Sect’s cultivation methods. If it could help Cangyue Sect break through the bottleneck of the Shattered Mountain Realm, sacrificing Song Ningxi was a price worth paying.

“This match, they’re blue, we’re red. I don’t think they’ll snap up Sion in the first pick. If Brother Shai wants to play Sion, we can pick him or ban him as needed; if not, just ban him outright,” Su Wei said.

Zhenxi felt uneasy as soon as she heard this, especially since Lin Xiu actually looked over at her. She wished she could hide under the table. Of all things, Zhenquan had to praise her academic prowess right in front of him—wasn’t this just showing off one’s skills before a master?

“Grandmaster, hehe, is there something tasty?” Da Hei was as mischievous as ever, rolling his eyes at the two ghosts beside him as he spoke.

Yet, after a rain of arrows and fireballs, half missed, and the remaining half only managed to shave less than five thousand health points from Ling’er. With her recovery rate, she could easily drink a potion and keep going.

Several Rhine guards raised their guns at He Qianliu and, without hesitation, pulled the trigger. Their chests were instantly pierced by He Qianliu’s blade-like right hand.

Su Qing never expected Zheng Xu to appear at such a critical moment. Hadn’t she sent him to the Palace of Infinity to shut off the mechanism?

Feng’er had prepared four grenades. Two flew through the main door, and immediately after, two more were thrown inside.

With such a large wound, the back-and-forth of treatment only pained the parents all the more.

When Beiming stepped into the Wang family home, several fine dishes were still laid out on the table: cured meat, eel, a few vegetarian plates, and a dish of peanuts. Three bowls and a pot of wine were also set.

Zhou Hua turned and headed straight upstairs. After just two steps, she saw her son standing by the entrance and quickly greeted him with a beaming smile.

With the first bite, he noticed the chicken was distinctly different; it seemed to contain a unique energy that even caused a faint increase in his dragon power.

A violent roar interrupted Shu Lu’s train of thought. She turned in confusion toward the source of the sound, and just as she did, a flat object crashed into her arms.