Chapter 46: The Exotic Beauty

Zheng Qian stared at the screen, looking at the large character "DEATH" displayed right in the middle, and let out a sigh.

This level was truly difficult to pass.

At that moment, his phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Jin Lu.

Only then did Zheng Qian remember that he had not yet called to let her know he was safe.

From last night until now, Jin Lu had been worrying constantly about Zheng Qian, which filled him with a sense of shame. He quickly apologized, assuring her that he had already arrived at the company and was safe and sound.

The two of them chatted for a while...

Unfazed, Ye Tian raised the beam rifle in his arms and began firing frantically straight ahead at the two streaks of white light and Lin Hao's charging figure! As his fingers pulled the trigger, fiery red beams of light shot forth like a violent storm.

Jiang Shu’s expression turned incomparably solemn. Gritting his teeth, he swung the long spear in his hand once more, smashing it fiercely toward the incoming sword Qi.

"If you were just playing around casually, that would be one thing. But your mastery with your hands is simply too astonishing. Your senior brother is afraid that you might suddenly fail to resist temptation and stray onto the wrong path!" Tan Shan's expression was grave and deeply worried, perfectly showcasing the demeanor of his master, Tan Yuan.

The scene shifted back to that canyon once again, confronting him with the choice that had filled him with lifelong regret.

Facing a life-or-death crisis, Tang Chen held nothing back. He knew that his only option now was to withstand this blow and then seize a chance to escape—that was his current plan.

Upon hearing what President Hai had said to him, the greatswordsman player who had previously brought the "strange player" put away his weapon as well. Although President Hai had not directly proven the identity of that strange player to him, what President Hai had just said was more than enough to confirm it.

Moving forward along the path, it wasn't long before the surrounding ancient trees completely faded from view. What came into everyone's sight was a jumbled pile of massive boulders.

A terrifyingly oppressive demonic elemental force, carrying a trace of mysterious aura, suddenly surged outward in all directions, wave after wave of horrifying shockwaves buffeting the surrounding space.

He led the group away from the main path of the Immortal Path Contention, heading toward a completely unfamiliar region.

His body was distorted beyond human recognition, with one right arm and one left leg tossed to the side of his torso. Judging from the wounds, they looked as though they had been forcefully ripped off. Moreover, a huge gash was torn open across his abdomen, with internal organs and intestines spilled all over the ground, bearing traces of having been gnawed upon. Anyone unaware of the truth would have thought he had been attacked by tigers and leopards.

In short, a cultivator's progression was a process of accumulating magical power. Naturally, there were numerous cultivation barriers along this journey, and only by successfully breaking through them could one advance to the next stage.

Looking at Old Madam Jian’s unsightly expression, along with Jian Xixiwei's gloating gaze, Jian Xirui wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Tang Gan, standing nearby, was already grinning from ear to ear, his playful gaze probing deeply into Xing Xizhou and Jian Nanfeng.

Thinking for a moment, Zhou Ye also wanted to test what kind of strength he truly possessed, so he nodded.

At this moment, the Origin of Myriad Corpses lowered his head slightly, revealing a thin, pale face with high cheekbones.

Unsurprisingly, because it was Qi Xiuyuan's car, it drove straight into the Jiayuan Restaurant. However, before they even stepped out of the vehicle, Lin Zhengguo walked out from the banquet hall.

After breakfast, everyone went off to work or school. Tian Qianqian returned home and looked at her sleeping son. For some reason, her heart remained unsettled; she felt there were simply too many people and things for her to worry about.

Out of Director Zhang's line of sight, a fleeting flash of triumphant amusement crossed Director Lin's eyes.

Therefore, one must never casually hoodwink others; things must be stated just as they truly are, as the consequences of spouting nonsense are severe.

"That Ye Zixin just happens to be the English class representative for that class. She's quite decent-looking and has good social skills, though she seems a bit arrogant." Ignoring their attitudes, Jamie dragged a chair over and sat down. He was not someone who would subject himself to discomfort.

Halfway there, Bao Weiwei caught sight of her roommate, Chen Miao. To be honest, she didn't have a good impression of Chen Miao—partly because she always felt that Chen Miao harbored inappropriate intentions toward Tang Xuanli.

"The Liu family and the Dong family could be considered a well-matched match in terms of social status," Zhou Bo muttered to himself, wondering how Xuejian could even come up with such an idea.

Xuejian was momentarily stunned by her words, but then made a bitter face and said, "Can't I get out of bed already? Why do I still need to take medicine? Every medicine has its poison..." She didn't continue, fearing she would be scolded to death by Xu Cong'an if he heard her.

Mr. Yushan recounted the judges' comments on her paintings from this competition, explaining to Yueyao where her shortcomings lay and where her strengths were. This discussion lasted for the better part of a day.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Heir." Xuejian lowered her head in a slight bow, but was immediately stepped forward and supported by Nan Gubo. "Lady Xuejian need not stand on ceremony." Seizing the moment, Xuejian smoothly rose without a trace of awkwardness and unceremoniously took her own seat.

When Ziyun saw the giant bird, he suddenly remembered that wasn't he supposed to help Fengwu revive his wife, Huang Jiuer? So much time had passed, and absorbed as he was in closed-door cultivation to absorb energy, he had completely forgotten about the matter.

"Crack! Crack!" A series of bone-and-flesh dislocating sounds echoed around the bear monster. Hei Ran revealed his figure with a painful, distorted expression, listing to one side as he slumped against the wall and panted heavily. That previous blow seemed to have consumed a massive amount of his physical strength.

Bai Jie had no idea that his actions were making members of the First Town anxious with curiosity. At this moment, he had already leisurely strolled past the tung-wood cabin beside him and stepped forward toward the underground tunnel ahead.

"I actually have some saved up myself, just enough for one more medicinal bath!" Hu Huan replied with a blank expression, looking somewhat bewildered by the question.

The guards under the Prime Minister of the Golden Phoenix Country then stepped directly into the room where the Prime Minister was staying.

Without grief or endless admonitions, they waved silently, and Wu Qian and Chen Junmei boarded the ocean vessel, setting sail toward Qianyuan.

Yingchun nodded with a smile, and the Noble Consort also looked toward the Virtuous Consort. The latter, with a smile at the corner of her lips, remarked, "Such are our ranks. If Your Ladyship the Noble Consort were still to address Lady Consort Shu as 'Elder Sister,' others who do not understand your generous heart might accuse Lady Consort Shu of being overbearing."

"His Majesty returned to the Cold Condensation Palace at noon. After bringing Your Ladyship back, he left not long after. I heard the Demon Saint Sovereign and the Saint Young Master were making some moves, so His Majesty went to find Lord Demon Spirit and Lord Demon Nightmare," Lusu reported truthfully from the side.