Today, the little substitute once again took to the field.

Although no one could figure out how Tang Zhen had managed it, the fact that the leader of the Wraith Riders was defeated was undeniable, and the atmosphere at the scene changed dramatically. By contrast, if they stuck to Kong’s usual strengths and focused on skirmishes, perhaps there was still a sliver of hope. The tail of the Path of Asura pierced the ground, shattering a large patch of earth. Hearing the young man beside him speak, the Third Master turned his head in a daze and saw the one person who should not have been there. Xie Dong wanted to say something, but Mu Lingshan gave him no chance to speak—she embraced him again, pressing her lips to his and silencing him. Yan Chao came over with a towel, but seeing his father was angry, he dared not approach. He skirted along the wall, passing the towel to his mother and hiding behind her, not daring to show his face.

“Marquis, it matters not. With the words you spoke today, you’ll startle the snake in the grass, giving them the impression that you no longer care for the evidence—perhaps even that you already possess it. I fear they will quickly check the evidence upon their return to confirm whether you have retrieved it. When the time comes, I shall reclaim it for you,” Ming Zhongxin replied with a confident smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless prisoners were left dumbfounded, and then a great commotion erupted among them. Looking at the gazes around them, there was clear mockery and ridicule; they seemed utterly ignorant of the danger they were in. Zuckerberg’s face grew grave as he thought for a moment, then immediately issued his orders: “Understood. You and Witt take these robots and the holographic projection technology to the lab at once. We need to seclude ourselves and focus all our efforts. No matter what, we must master at least part of the code—even if it is the most trivial portion.”

No wonder Xia Rong was so beautiful, with such a fine temperament, and also a university professor. Yet Qin Cang had always kept his distance from her. It seemed that Xia Rong consistently misunderstood matters related to Qin Cang, never realizing his true feelings, and that was why she so often vexed him. Tang Guo speculated quietly to herself.

My eyes widened, and I fell silent, feeling a long-dormant fury slowly rising within me. Qinjia Town and Caihe Town were mostly common folk, yet these bastards still had the heart to do such things. There was sound reasoning, indeed, but with that, another question immediately arose.

With a heavy snort, he swung his arm, and the Ten-Thousand Evil Devouring Pillar returned to Xia Liu’s hand. To be defeated in the martial arena was to lose—this had always been the rule, unchangeable by anyone. At this, a strange look appeared in Sage Heart’s eyes, revealing a trace of anticipation and a hint of wistfulness.

Although they were still called Wind Knights and retained the title of Phoenix Knights, they no longer rode phoenixes but piloted Phoenix-class starships instead. The altar showed no visible traces, but the Five Elemental Spiritual Treasures were already embedded at the four corners, and as demonic energy swirled, streams of elemental spiritual power continuously diffused, disrupting the local balance of demonic energy.

Apart from having the Starfighter approach the Governor’s Mansion in a straight line, Xia Tian casually fired particle weapons in all directions. Light flashed everywhere, and from time to time, civilian houses were struck and destroyed, followed by wailing and alarm horns. Watching everyone depart, Lone Wolf furiously crushed the teacup on the table, paying no heed even when the shards cut his hand.

“It’s abnormally quiet here. It doesn’t look like anyone’s around,” Gu Caiyi said gravely. As chairman of the Spiritual Union, the Shen family always liked to conduct surprise inspections of other supernatural families. Because of the Shen family’s status and abilities in this field, others dared not complain.

The seed of revenge, once sown in the earth, would take root and sprout, growing vigorously with astonishing speed. Ever since Zuoting and Mutipo had formed a united front against the enemy, everything was only waiting for the moment to strike back.

At the entrance of the Zhexia Palace, Youzhu anxiously craned her neck, and when she saw the emperor and empress approaching arm in arm, she finally breathed a long sigh of relief. If she had truly lost her master, she wouldn’t dare face Biyao even in death.

Yet at the end of the cultivation manual, it expounded on the various relationships between objects and divine sense, even describing a peculiar method of cultivation that left Qianye deeply moved. If one could master this technique, it was said they could control all magical treasures and even neutralize their powers.

Yang Zhong led his army out of Woye Town to meet the Turks, but the worst happened as they marched: the troops ran out of provisions. On the phone, Ning Jing remained contemplative. Of course, Tang Ning’an knew what she was worried about, but her credibility with Ning Jing had long since been exhausted. Even if she told Ning Jing she was truly over Leng Haoxuan and would never do anything foolish again, Ning Jing wouldn’t believe her.

Even so, he did not step out first, but waited for the ghost-faced expert hired at great expense to go before hurrying after him. Sitting silently across from him, she was dumbfounded—the table today was laid with nothing but vegetarian dishes instead of the usual greasy meats. Yet the vegetarian fare was so poorly cooked, still so greasy and unpalatable, she couldn’t help but marvel at the cook’s skill, albeit with exasperation.

Wu Feng’s gaze roamed restlessly until he finally located the positions of the Second and Third City Lords. They, too, were stained with blood, and clearly not in stable condition. Now that Bai Chuchen spoke more often, even without her reminders, Baozi already knew which city was which.

Wu Feng was struck with horror; the large hand covered him from every angle, gripping him fiercely and refusing to let go. But on second thought, Ji Wan’s mind turned, and she immediately hugged Tang Yu’s arm, smiling sweetly. “Jiu Ying, you have an eye for people. Don’t you think my taste is just as good? Aren’t we well matched? Just look at our hair color—you can tell how perfectly we suit each other, can’t you?”

“Come to my room if you want to talk.” With that, Aunt Mei ignored me and hurried back to her room. Not long after she left, a man who looked like a paparazzo sneaked into the house and slipped into Aunt Mei’s room.