Volume 1, Chapter 23: The Wanted Poster

The wind, carrying the warmth of the sun, blew against Su Qiuyu’s face. As she freed her hair from the stifling helmet, she felt the cool, crisp air of late autumn.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, her bright gaze deep and clear, shimmering like the rippling water of a distant lake.

On the other end of the line, Lü Xiaoqian waited, hearing no response. "Hello? Xiaoyu, did you hear what your aunt said?"

Su Qiuyu replied, "Yes."

"Then you..."

Su Qiuyu’s voice was faint. "Aunt Lü, going to Uncle Liu for this will be useless."

"What?"

"My mother is indeed in Jiang Hongfang’s hands."

Su Qiuyu lowered her eyes, gazing at the short, wild weeds along the roadside. "But we cannot provide the necessary evidence to make Uncle Liu initiate the proceedings..."

From the distance, the faint, mournful sound of a horn drifted over, though it was indistinct. Xiang Yu felt a stir in his heart and cast his gaze toward the pitch-black horizon.

However, to Xiao Tian’s great bewilderment, within this vast one-kilometer radius, he could not detect a single trace of demonic aura.

Regardless, the money was something Du Hao had given willingly; even if she donated it, she would not return it to him. Besides, she wouldn’t donate it to some Red Cross society anyway, or no one would ever know where the funds actually ended up.

Seeing the situation, Bai Fangfang dared not speak, and under the pressure exerted by the rugged man, she quietly moved a bit closer to Gu Ming.

Watching Lu Hai and Xue Wenwen, I felt that no matter who took the lead, it was, at the very least, a sweet romance that deserved our blessings.

Captain Han’s expression turned ugly. He could not fathom how his identity had been exposed. Suddenly struck by a realization, he turned back to look for the shopkeeper, but the man had already vanished.

***

With the beacon fire standing as a barrier, the bullets could not fly past; they were blocked firmly on the outside.

Transferring such a sum was indeed troublesome. After all, it involved the transfer of tens of billions of dollars, and even hundreds of billions would not be difficult. The bank accounts Zhou Yuanchao provided were spread across all the major countries in the world, with usernames so varied that he had no fear of being traced.

Although Xiao Tian had asked no one to follow him, Qin Guan still instinctively trailed behind after he left. This had become a habit; Xiao Tian’s life was his own life.

"It is true that she didn’t send you; it was my idea to call you," Zhang Zhi said, seemingly deep in thought.

After casting off his encumbrances, Tian looked up, staring coldly at the giant sword descending slowly. Without joy or sorrow, neither dodging nor parrying, as the ruler of the Three Realms, Tian possessed his own pride. Facing Ziyu’s attack, he disdained to dodge, nor did he need to, for he was the master of the Three Realms, the most powerful existence in existence.

Chu Feng took out a piece of wood as thick as a human arm. Countless strands of world energy surged from it, filling the entire Yuan Realm. In an instant, a green light appeared within the dense crystalline walls of the realm, shimmering like jade. As the World Tree returned to its place, the entire Yuan Realm became incomparably solid and refined in a heartbeat.

The Demon Realm was facing an impending catastrophe; without resolving the crisis at hand, there would be no future for it. Moreover, Jinnaluo was desperate to grow stronger.

However, when he opened his eyes, it was Jun Xueyi sitting by his side, watching him quietly.

"An opportunity? Is that what you meant, Senior..." Ye Fan asked, somewhat puzzled. Was there really an opportunity within this ancient bronze coffin? If so, why didn’t Chu Feng claim it for himself?

The Pseudo-Swordmaster realm was not merely that. When a cultivator reached this stage, their body would undergo certain changes. After all, upon reaching the fifth level, one would break through the constraints of the sky, so these changes would persist from the first to the fifth level.

The Nine Great Golden Crows and Yao Ji were all destined sacrifices. They existed solely to be sacrificed in the drama of splitting the mountain to save their mother.

But now, Qin Yu had returned safely, while the Martial Emperor-level experts she had dispatched had not sent back a single report.

Qiu Li and Qiu Yan exchanged a glance. Qiu Li spoke up, "Disciple Qiu Li, this is my younger brother, Qiu Yan. We thank you, Senior, for the gift of your teachings." Qiu Yan also bowed in salute.

The Yin-Yang Sect had not been managing the Hengshan Cave Heaven for just a day or two; by the time Fang Yang entered, they had already been developing their influence there for a long time.

So this was possible, too? Hu Yan was speechless. He had only ever heard of Spirit Beast Bags, but a Human Beast Bag? No, a Spirit Person Bag!

Recalling how his three roommates had mocked him earlier, Shen Gu asked the system in his mind.

***

As the thoughts crossed his mind, the view before him shifted abruptly. The contradictory sensation of his soul simultaneously falling and rising returned.

Upon arriving at the Di family estate, the moment she stepped through the door, Su Liang felt a wave of overwhelming chill rush toward her.

Some stepped forward to strike up a conversation, but they received no reply from Wang Gong, and were silenced by a single cold glare.

After the lightning struck, the two great demons clearly grew lethargic, their heads drooping, looking completely dispirited.

Luo Linzhou’s long sword slid slightly from its scabbard, and a storm of sword energy descended upon the world, as if to annihilate everything in existence.

After everyone sat down, Su Ziqing gestured to indicate the direction of the nearby water source for Shen Gu and Wu Jiayi.

After all, since Liu Ruyue hadn’t "lost her virtue" that night, it was certain that Shen Gu had been wronged by the media; he truly hadn't taken advantage of her while she was drunk.

Accompanied by Milim’s cry, beams of light capable of leveling the earth erupted from her hands.

"Her family members really are quite the piece of work, haha," Chu Feng said slowly to Wu Ruiru, stating the conclusion he had reached after listening for so long.

As for whether the color would change over time, it could not be verified today, but we can always let time be the judge.

Controlling his true essence with his mind, he swept across the surrounding rocks, and round, smooth spirit stones appeared before his eyes once more.

"Just as you trust me—that is the only way we can cooperate." Li Tianchou stretched his limbs. "I’m going back to work." With that, he turned and walked out of the ward.

Zhao Baoshu and the commander both agreed in unison. Zhao Baoshu turned back to order his main camp to follow, then rode ahead into the city. The commander ordered his subordinates to quickly reorganize and return to camp to await further instructions, following Zhao Baoshu toward the third city.

Suddenly, a Level 48 mage rushed over. "Don't you dare touch Aokiki Sawako! Or I'll fight you to the death!" He shouted, casting several more skills as he charged.