Chapter 87: Useless Endeavors

"Here, your shoes." Zhen Ye tossed a new pair of shoes at Zhang Liang's feet with clear annoyance. Who would have thought that someone could go out for a while and even manage to lose their shoes... Shoes aren't exactly consumables, after all. There wasn't a spare pair in the car, and going back to the safe house to fetch some was too much trouble, so he had no choice but to wait until daylight and buy a random pair outside.

"Guess it's my fault," Zhang Liang said, quickly putting them on, not caring about the style so long as they fit.

"Chafeng, is the tail still there?" Ignoring him, Zhen Ye moved to the window and peered out discreetly.

In the midst of pulling, she was shocked to discover her grandson's arm was covered in hideous, terrifying scars.

Back inside, everyone remained quiet as before. They all knew Commander Tang was in a bad mood, and that guy who dared to go after Mo Lingfan was just unlucky enough to run straight into the barrel of a gun.

Ji Weitian glanced at the time in surprise, confirming it wasn't yet quitting hour, then turned to look at Qin Nanyu, who was stepping inside, and asked.

Due to his work, Jiang Yubin had traveled to nearly every corner of the world, from the southern tip to the northern reaches, from east to west. The Chinese, who make up a fifth of the world's population, are scattered across the globe—even in the most remote and obscure places, their presence can be found.

The human race walked out of Buzhou Mountain and onto the Prehistoric Continent; almost every part of the continent bore their traces.

"All this just for some junk food, you'll stop at nothing. Qin Merui, you really have some nerve!" Qin Nanyu was both amused and exasperated.

Not wanting to wrong a good person, she took advantage of breakfast to sniff everyone in the family. Her second brother smelled fragrant all over.

After several days of investigation, Mei Chengye was astonished to find that the recent movements of the people in Paradise Valley were exceedingly odd. They frequently colluded with various forces, committing countless heinous crimes.

"Fine, let's do the laundry, then." Ling Er wanted to laugh triumphantly, but on the surface, he pretended to be helpless.

The greatest difference between demons and humans is merely appearance and strength. In terms of wickedness, some humans have long surpassed demons.

Startled, Zhao Chun quickly marshaled the mysterious warm current from his wheel-sea, letting it flood his body. Then he faked a yawn and lay down, pretending to be drowsy.

From the very first glance, Tang Ying had felt something was off; now, looking at his seventh great-uncle, he saw him shrouded in a baleful aura, and now there was a stench of corpse as well.

But how could Chu Xuhan know any of this? He always found some excuse or another to brush things off. Shen Nian couldn’t press further and just thought to get him drunk, hoping he’d loosen his tongue.

Zeng Qingru lectured on the path of cultivation—not only Wei Long, but even the seven others, including Zhang Zixin, hurried to act like dutiful students, listening intently.

By the time the mighty figures of Great Yan either cast their gazes or came in person, Wei Long had already summoned the tribulation of thunder.

What made the relationship between father and son deteriorate further was the incident when Wancheng sent people to attack Wanhao.

Otherwise, unable to break free and seeing all paths ahead yet never changing, without new members, stagnation would sooner or later lead to madness.

Though Evil Mountain lay in the north, it bore little connection to the Wildlands. Thousands of years had passed, the Eastern Sovereign Dynasty still stood unshaken, while the great clans of the Wildlands had long since withered.

Her two great passions in life were eating and handsome men. No matter how gloomy she felt, there was nothing a good feast at a street stall couldn’t solve. If one wasn’t enough, then two would do.

"What do you mean by that?" My curiosity grew like wild grass, spreading uncontrollably.

"Manman!" Li Ming couldn’t help himself after listening. He pulled Xu Manman into his arms and pressed his lips to hers.

With Qin Hao’s current strength, even using the Thousand Shadows technique once took a heavy toll. To avoid Ao Yi and the others catching on, and not wanting to reveal Xu Bo’s existence too soon, he forced himself to use it twice.

The technique I am about to teach you is called 'Inner Alchemy Art.' Inner alchemy takes the unity of heaven and man as its guiding principle, using the body as a cauldron and essence, energy, and spirit as its medicines, condensing a pill within through cultivation.