Volume 1, Chapter 27: I Am Not Lying to You

Wuyu remained motionless, his head hanging so low that Wusu could even see the protruding vertebrae beneath his disheveled hair. If the data from the Calvia space-time continuum didn't align, then the locked video must be intended for the next world, right?

With that, Luo De stopped hacking at the withered green gnomes and instead used his footwork to bypass them, lunging directly at the village chief.

She knew better than anyone that Song Ruibai was not to be trifled with, yet she had provoked him anyway. Now, even if she wanted to escape, it was no longer her decision to make.

Wuyan looked him up and down as if confirming something in his mind. With a lift of his hand, the open door slammed shut with a bang.

"Stupid Teacher Zhang." After pondering for a long time, Wang Mengmeng still couldn't figure out how to solve the problem. In her frustration, she didn't forget to curse her teacher to vent her spite.

To become a disciple, Li Renbing had first gone to work to save money. After scraping together over twenty thousand yuan, he spent it all on gifts and knelt at the threshold for a long time before he was granted an audience.

Therefore, although he was furious, he dared not speak out. When Zhuo Tai and the others threatened and beat him, he endured it in silence.

Gong Sidong’s face turned bright red, and both Zhao Yan and Li Renbing looked grim, but they were still holding back.

Yang Yan finally realized he might have kicked a steel plate. He hurriedly activated his innate supernatural power. The long horns on his head immediately emitted a mysterious yellow light, heavy as the earth itself, shielding him completely.

Zhu Yu was beyond tears. He wanted to resist, but his sea of consciousness was devoid of even a shred of true essence. He had only been practicing normally, absorbing a bit of energy, yet he was being bullied like this. Enraged, he let out a loud roar.

He had said it himself: the more he analyzed Li Zheng’s style, the more he felt it was unique yet methodical, standing in stark contrast to their world.

"Good, good... it’s good that you’ve returned." Huai Ji’s voice was hoarse, heavy with an unshakeable longing. Every word landed heavily on Xinyi’s heart, making her unable to control her emotions.

Initially, he had planned that once the other ancestors came to their senses, he and the other awakened ancestor would form an alliance to monopolize information and consolidate their advantage. After all, he had no ambition to rule the world or conquer it, so why would he need so many subordinates?

The other party was clearly even more delighted than them. Encountering a Central Plains caravan of comparable strength right after arriving without wasting any effort—it was truly a blessing from the heavens. Hu Yingying listened as they spoke and gestured with great excitement.

However, body tempering was expensive, time-consuming, and offered little immediate reward; its only benefits were durability and high stamina.

From his words, Hu Yingying gathered that he wasn't sure if he could trust her. After all, the concept of a double agent was baffling; neither side could trust her, yet neither was willing to discard such a pawn.

Li Zheng naturally understood Zhang Cheng's concerns and knew that a clever man like him had weighed the situation countless times. How could he change his stance so easily?

Su Ruyi raised her hand but hesitated to strike. Her eyes were too cold; it felt as if the moment someone harmed her even slightly, she would snap their neck.

Eight years old, and only now was someone teaching him to speak, read, and understand the basic grains and titles. In the eight years spent in Shura, he had lived like a beast.

Xiao Le kissed the gold card frantically, carried away and losing his composure; his hands and feet felt light as air.

Then, a stream of water flowed, and the two yin-yang fish began to rotate. It seemed as if everything had suddenly changed, as if something was brewing but refused to take form, showing signs of collapse.

At night, Leng Che insisted on sharing the bed with Fu Yunxi. Unable to refuse, she finally gave in.

Yu Yu followed closely behind, looking left and right. The surrounding aura felt mysterious and bizarre, unlike anything he had ever encountered.

He suddenly remembered what Old Man Leng had told him, wondering if those who hadn't emerged had all turned into this. If so, what about the corpse in the river outside?

Yin and yang at the poles, twin fish embracing; each black and white fish contained a dot, representing yin within yang and yang within yin.

"Disengage the safety." Zhuo Xiong was experienced, after all. At that moment, his first thought was of firearms. If any chaos ensued, pulling the trigger without a clear target might result in him taking himself down.

"What is under the stone wall?" Mu Youhan and the Tang-Sheng-faced men shone their flashlights at the corner beneath the stone wall. As they looked closer, their expressions grew increasingly surprised, and their gazes shifted.

I didn't let Lin Shuo into bed last night because he had done too much with Di Lan in the past few days. I was afraid he wouldn't be up to the task, so I let him rest for a day.

Gu Feng swept his gaze around, his expression suddenly darkening. His eyes landed several miles away, where four or five cultivators had gathered in the air. Their bearing alone showed they were no ordinary practitioners, yet they were staring at the nine bronze statues with astonishment and hesitation.

"Your blood demon art is complete, so leave now. Get out of here," Zhou Da said slowly.

That was the inner core left behind by the devil. As Zhou Da looked at the core in his hand, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Gu Qiancheng looked at his own reflection with curiosity, feeling lost, bewildered, and instinctively afraid.

"He is not human." Xu Jiu frowned, her face devoid of lingering fear, perhaps because she had already stopped caring about anything.

Yan Zhenhua had a massive headache. Yan Cheng seemed defiant, clenching his jaw as he endured the lecture, but he was interrupted before he could retort.

Zhou Da dragged Nangong Hong back into the defensive barrier he had set up. Let them fight outside; it wouldn't affect them.

Second Elder Zhifeng seemed to want to say something, but Yang Tao was entirely focused on the jade furnace and had no intention of paying him any mind.

He remembered the first time he met Zhao Qingya in the United States; she had also bathed at Lin Huan’s place once.

Everyone's expression changed drastically. As Kunwu people, they naturally sided with the Hua clan, and the Li family was not to be trifled with. They were even more afraid of bringing trouble upon themselves, as adding one more problem was never a good idea.

A thick purple beam of light struck the skeleton, sending the entire valley into a frenzy of wind and clouds. The momentum was earth-shaking, as if this strike could crush everything in its path.

Under these circumstances, the top brass of the Star River Alliance wanted a victory to boost morale. It just so happened that the Tianyue Base had raided the Alliance headquarters island, providing them with the perfect opportunity.