Chapter 53: My Diner is Not Human

Lu Wu had limited discernment, but there were countless capable individuals on the Realm Net.

With a few quick flips through information, she easily identified what the little stone was.

It was a magma crystal—a supreme-grade material that only occasionally formed when rocks were continuously calcined in high-temperature environments.

Putting this single piece on the market would fetch no less than a thousand medium-grade spirit stones.

One single stone directly fulfilled the payment target for her commission.

Seeing that creature jump back onto the stall, shaking its head and looking as if it were showing off, Lu Wu...

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, wearing strange expressions. What was wrong with the captain? Had he developed amnesia, or had he simply not been listening to them at all just now?

Taking Chu Xinchun directly with him via teleportation, Feng Qian and his companion crossed the distance in the blink of an eye to arrive above Dongci City. Afterward, the two boarded the Purple Lightning, and shortly thereafter, the massive form of the Purple Lightning appeared high above the Dongci City Lord's Mansion.

Seeing that Feng Qian actually fled in a flash of smoke, the blood-eyed black python was quite surprised. However, it was also deeply wary of Feng Qian; if Feng Qian were to strike it with a couple more consecutive blows, no matter how strong its regenerative ability was, it would undoubtedly die. Therefore, watching Feng Qian leave, it did not try to stop him. On the contrary, it wished nothing more than for Feng Qian to leave just like that.

Brandishing his long sword, a dazzling sword Qi surged straight up into the sky like a brilliant silver dragon, as if attempting to connect with the lightning crashing down from the heavens.

Shangguan Shiyue’s room was on the second floor. Lin Ming walked on tiptoe to the door of her room, wanting to give her a surprise.

Aside from the elderly grey-robed man, the other grey-robed persons and Father Yang were seeing this secret chamber and these two statues with their own eyes for the first time, but they had long since heard rumors that the Brotherhood’s sacred artifact was kept in the basement of this building.

The system's assigned task for him was to dominate the martial arts world. Whether looking at Xiaoyaoxiang or anyone else present, the highest among them had only reached the realm of a supreme first-class master—not even worthy of a single blow from him. It would be better to keep them alive to nurture Jing Tianming; after all, he was the true protagonist of this world.

Burning with dense black smoke, the wreckage of the enemy aircraft continued to plummet from the sky, crashing deep into the ocean.

Director Xia was on good terms with him, always managing to let him reap some benefits. Today’s matter was something Madame Meliwan merely made a fuss about without truly settling accounts with him. Thinking of this, he felt even more at ease.

"It's nothing. Qingyu already thanked me for this guqin this morning." After saying this, Lin Chen noticed a faint blush actually creeping across Meng Qianji's face.

Gu Weicai, who had just landed atop the city wall, discovered that the garrison troops were all asleep on the ground. He angrily kicked one of them awake and chided and cursed him.

Chu Yuanqiao raised his head, a cold glint piercing through his dark eyes. "Officer Zhou went to great lengths to build this security regiment; he is the last person who would want everyone to leave. It's not a matter of what the officer wants."

The old feud between Deputy Commander Chu and Lü Qi was an open secret throughout the entire security regiment. Fearing that he might feel awkward at this moment, Yang Huiyi kindly reminded him that he could leave early.

"Old master, you flatter me. This was merely a matter of raising a hand to help," Liu Yun said modestly. Although his background and status might be immensely powerful, he was still just a junior in front of Han Changsheng, hence his extreme humility.

This young man—the very person the burly man referred to as the First Prince—was Ming Zhengchun, the First Prince of the Ming Kingdom. He was one of only two among the numerous princes of Ming to step into the Heavenly Spirit Realm. As for the other, it was naturally the Second Prince, Ming Zhengmu, who was also Ming Zhengchun's greatest competitor.

Lin Xueer and Shen Wan could figure out with their toes that this matter was inextricably linked to Li Liu. Seeing her look as though it had nothing to do with her, Shen Wan found her sickening.

Tony, who was preparing to redial, felt the entire building shudder and experienced a sudden jolt of alarm in his heart: *Good grief, this fellow isn't actually coming down like this, is he?*

At this moment, the Evil-Warding Dagger in Lin Chen’s hand was a vibrant, dripping crimson, exuding an alluring red glow. However, because it was pressed beneath Lin Chen's body, it had not been seen by anyone else.