Chapter 53 Seizing the House

As for Xileng Rong, she kept a gloomy face as she stared at Zhou Yunxi and Qin Fengyi, remaining silent from beginning to end. Or rather, she never even had the opportunity to interject.

Now Luo Zhi was completely at a loss. She knew what style she wanted for building a house, but as for what materials were actually needed, she was completely in the dark. There was no cement, concrete, or hollow slabs in this ancient era, so she truly couldn't come up with a concrete plan.

As the saying goes, adding flowers to embroidery can never compare to providing fuel in snowy weather. If he helped Boss Qin once now, then the next time he needed to "borrow" a bow and arrow, he believed Boss Qin wouldn't be able to refuse, right?

Everyone in the Blazing Flame Valley sat together with worried expressions. Yi Sitong had been missing for a whole day, and they were all extremely anxious.

The noisy commotion here attracted the surrounding customers to gather and watch. Pointing fingers, the crowd successively accused the proprietor of wrongdoing.

That was indeed correct. The estate servants invariably addressed the master as "Sir" or "Elder Master." It seemed certain that Big Brother had indeed acquired an estate.

After the death of Rimuri, she watched with her own eyes as her soul left her physical body, while her disciple and precious grand-disciple wept over her remains.

"Hehe, well said, well said. My coming to the Heavenly Wind Sect was originally just to make friends with it. Moreover, the disciples of the Heavenly Wind Sect also call me master. As a master, how can I simply stand by and watch my disciples die at the hands of these three major clans!" Zuo Ming smiled and said to Patriarch Fengding.

"Xueyan, everything in this world has flaws, and the White Tiger Warship is no exception. Nothing in this world is completely flawless. If they truly have a way to deal with the White Tiger Warship, then we can only rely on our own strength to fight them to the death. When the time comes, it will be the ultimate test for everyone," Zuo Ming said.

Of course, after the upload was complete, Qin Feng would send the video to the company's official account, and then the company's staff would help him upload it to other accounts as well.

He glanced at the expressionless Biaozi, muttering inwardly: Can Chief of Staff Number Three guess my thoughts? What should I do if he can't? If he can't guess them, not only will the lives of myself and my three comrades be forfeit, but the Dragon-Slaying Project will also be nipped in the bud. He felt somewhat helpless.

Considering it from this perspective, the team members had competed intensely for an entire day, only to be subjected to endless questioning before entering the venue—and this happened every single day. Over time, it would inevitably affect their competitive mindset. Therefore, in order to ensure they could perform more steadily, the higher-ups temporarily changed the policy.

Furthermore, there was another very important point: the Insect King had now become a part of the artifact spirit within the Demonic Sword. When the original artifact spirit fused into one with the Insect King, Xuan Tianyi would undoubtedly be able to wield the Demonic Sword with even greater proficiency.

Wang Hai sat on the ground in a daze for a long while before suddenly jumping up and shouting, "Wait for me!" He dashed out in pursuit.

Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh. He turned his head and glanced at the spot where the whale had previously been. It was already completely empty... That black flame had burned it entirely to ashes.

At this moment, Shao Ye and Lu Jingyou also walked in carrying two buckets, four cases of beer, and two cases of cola.

Afterimages flashed past and oppressive force descended. Even Ye Ling, surrounded by numerous Martial Emperors, felt somewhat unnatural.

Among professional players, there are generally two kinds of people. One kind speaks purely through strength—these are the styles of the great masters. Although they play exceptionally well, their attitude is extremely modest and they possess excellent professional ethics.

Taking everything upon oneself was the thing Yang Yao was best at, without exception. Once he left Beijing, this fellow was like a professional scammer; no matter where he went, he could always dupe people and things into his hands.

Chu Ming's eyes narrowed, his pupils instantly turning gray. Having absorbed a massive amount of soul power, his strength had long since stepped into the Human Sovereign realm: "Chu family heritage, Sky-Rending!" Before his words faded, a golden phantom stood supporting the heavens, fiercely grabbed at the descending firmament, and violently tore it apart.

If this old man were truly a saint, then where on earth was this place? Besides, were saints really so bored that they made a scroll painting just to wait for a so-called predestined person to arrive?

Even though the two of them were reluctant in their hearts, even if they disposed of the matter themselves as they had done previously, there were still plenty of people eager to curry favor with the Grand Commander by reporting the matter to Zhao Shi. This was no longer a question of whether the two of them were willing or not, but rather an inevitable shift that occurred as Zhao Shi's prestige in Jinzhou grew higher and higher.

Just as Zhao San was halfway through his sentence, a monstrous wave of chill suddenly surged out from the Yin-Yang Fish diagram before them. Following that, a torrent of floodwater, appearing from nowhere, surged directly toward the crowd with a momentum like a breached embankment, impacting everyone present.

However, this did not dampen everyone's enthusiasm for treasure hunting. Therefore, apart from Murong Yu and his party, many others headed deep into the Extreme Heaven Realm.

The rusty black-iron gate made Ye Bin recall that wondrous place he had once entered within the valley within a valley.

Zhu Yunli suddenly struck, sealing his mute acupoint. Zhu Yuyuan stared with wide eyes, the veins on his forehead bulging one by one.

In addition, the National Martial Arts Academy would officially begin recruiting child disciples this year, with the age set between twelve and fifteen. This was yet another energy-consuming task. Given the previous lessons learned in martial arts, who knew how many families would still be willing to send their children to study at the National Martial Arts Academy?

The young female proprietor blushed deeply and said, "It doesn't matter, drink it. When you're away from home, don't starve yourself." She forcibly shoved the bowl into Duan Qifei's hands, lowered her eyelids, and said no more.

Basically, after running for a week, apart from Nannan and Zeng Qianqian, the final wishes of everyone else were basically fulfilled. Of course, there were no shortage of absurd wishes among them, such as going to the biggest club in the city and calling a chick to spend the night... Siyuan indicated that this wish was beyond his power to grant.

Imperceptibly, he also placed stricter constraints on his spies, strictly forbidding them from oppressing the common people or abusing their power to bully others.

The softness beneath his feet gradually began to solidify as Ye Fantian stepped deeper. This discovery came as quite a surprise to Ye Fantian. After all, the environment here was quite damp and the air was quite humid, so the softness of the ground should have been quite pronounced.

After a few minutes, Yan Hao's eyelids were already drooping with sleepiness, but the team captain, Kalan, didn't seem ready to sleep yet. Remembering the torment of the day, Yan Hao felt extremely worried.