Chapter 47: The Flight

“You’re courting death!”

Waves of sound rolled in from afar, resonating like a mighty bell echoing through heaven and earth.

The once arrogantly confident Nian Dayong and his companions instantly changed expressions and swiftly turned their heads toward the distant rear.

There, a figure floated in midair, exuding a terrifying aura of spiritual energy. The sky around him distorted strangely; fierce winds howled, and clouds scattered wildly.

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“All right, no matter what, we must find Kuai Yu first!” The middle-aged cultivator didn’t dare delay and hurriedly spoke.

Within a dozen breaths, Di Jun and Taiyi were drenched in sweat, their faces pale, spirits exhausted, and their magical power severely depleted. They exchanged glances, each seeing the horror reflected in the other’s eyes.

“Not at all, I only know a little skin-deep stuff, unworthy of refined company. That’s why he stays by my side as my bodyguard, named Dongzi,” Xiang Wu chuckled as if he hadn’t understood Qinglong’s words.

The entire Infinite Great World had now completely vanished, transformed into a radiant, golden light illuminating the star river. Deep within the golden glow, time and space warped, forging a colossal Daoist altar.

Yet, the moment he intended to act, the binding force restraining him suddenly vanished without a trace.

When the Third Young Master’s carriage came into Li Yang’s view, he quietly gathered his strength and started the carriage.

As Zhuge Ying’s voice fell, they swiftly sped forward, heading toward the black shining spot revealed by the Qian Kun positioning disk.

Bi Lang’s tone remained courteous, but Chen Qing, having already eaten his fill of roasted meat, had no mind for pleasantries and cut straight to the point.

“Damn it! What’s going on here? Is that a demon beast?” The Dawn Wolf dodged the bear’s flames awkwardly, unable to suppress an exaggerated exclamation.

Chu Huan knew the border general Daxi Zhang, but this time, they had no intention of alerting him. The guards’ armor was plainly visible, and the border soldiers had enough discernment to let Chu Huan and his group pass through.

Though the Second Elder had been injured and couldn’t unleash his full power, as an Immortal Eight cultivator, even while suppressing his wounds, his combat strength remained formidable.

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Ah Hui Nan reined in his warhorse and turned its head. His gaze toward Tai Shi Ci was grave—the hammer strike earlier had used all his strength but was effortlessly blocked by Tai Shi Ci.

As for the future, what level the Taishan City defender could reach depended entirely on his own abilities.

The young man showed no reaction, but the old man, half-paralyzed and feigning death or sleep, immediately sprang up. He swiftly pulled a battered dog-beating staff from beneath the tattered quilt that had pinned him down.

Jiang Youshan and Deputy Mayor Xiang sat in the living room. Opposite them, Lin Yuming was drinking water.

Lord Feng Yan cast a brief glance at the eternal giant python, which immediately transformed into its enormous true form atop the Zuiyue Tower, lowering its massive head respectfully before Feng Yan.

After Qiao Lina signed her name and went downstairs, Lin Yuming told her that there might be a network issue outside and that he needed to check it out.

Once the guard had left, Qin Yang resumed his stealthy advance, eventually reaching the core area inside.

“No, these are just some common mortal beverages I bought on the street, a couple of silver coins a pack. Want some?” Joking aside, even if there were spiritual teas, he wouldn’t share them.

Hearing Su Zheng’s words, the Ghost Fiend said nothing but slowly began to gather his own aura, pressing down on Su Zheng.

They certainly hadn’t forgotten me—the Iris was quite pleased. She thought that if called upon again, she would go along.

Sister Ting angrily flipped over, grabbing a pillow to attack He Jiayou personally. He Jiayou laughed and jumped up, hopping chaotically on one foot across the room.

“There’s no time for jokes now,” the steward murmured a complaint, raising his rifle and shooting down a distant sniper once more.

The judges of the Food God competition were truly excessive; not only did they withhold awards, but they even sought to have someone beat him up.

The sea monster was less frightening, which was good news to Lu Yi, as it meant a chance to turn it into an ally rather than an enemy. This ocean was fraught with danger; not all inhabitants were as easy to communicate with as this one—probably.

Nonetheless, that time he had actually been honing himself in dire straits. After taking elixirs, undergoing two great silver-armored hammer refinements, and tempering his body in the Corpse Refining Pool, no adverse effects remained.

Sister Ting was puzzled and asked He Jiayou in voice chat what was going on. He Jiayou stammered, unable to explain.

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Even if he knew the Special Operations Division sought benefits, that didn’t mean Cai Wangjin would intervene. The Xue family might think Yu Jingque did it on purpose.

His bejeweled fingers and neck, slightly plump figure, and tasteless golden coat all marked him as a merchant. Their guard slipped somewhat, and they only asked casually.

Though the Southern Firebird Fan could not compare to the Golden Dragon Seal, Ge Dongxu’s true essence and magical power, while vast and refined, had only reached mid-stage Golden Core. His actual realm hadn’t fully arrived at mid-stage Golden Core, so some techniques wielded by Golden Core cultivators were beyond his reach.

“Indeed, Chen Ping’s performance at this Standing Committee meeting was somewhat excessive,” Hu Jiyuan remarked.

Suddenly, Qi Shen stepped forward, lightly tapping on tiptoes. Amid Camille’s astonished gaze, their lips met; the intrusive tongue barely touched before retreating.

Here, the cards could be freely arranged. Those who came were constantly adjusting, trying to find the most suitable cards for themselves.

Jiang Hao pulled five hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them directly to the pale-faced boss.

Chen San smiled even more broadly, saying, “I knew it would be like this. None of these guys practice magic. Giving them the jade slips is pointless. In the end, they’ll fall into my hands anyway.”

“No worries, you’ll have plenty of chances in the future. You might even get so many advertising gigs you’ll be sick of it!” Yun Xuan laughed.

Being popular with the people was always just for show for leaders. Those above could never truly mingle with those below.

Moreover, the topics discussed at meetings were mostly prearranged with various officials, so government meetings were usually harmonious. Such incidents hardly occurred.

Jiluo knew his father too well. His father’s tone this time was unusual, likely signaling a real decision to send him out to hone his skills. Fate was unavoidable. Since he had to go, he’d better ask for more money and enjoy some comfort abroad.