28. An Unreasonable Request

After comforting the three Zhu siblings, Su Ming’s mind stirred. A beam of spiritual light instantly flew out from his Niwan Palace and, with a quick flash, headed toward the mountain.

Su Ming watched Chu Qing, whose expression was constantly shifting with inner conflict, and nodded to himself. Chu Qing knew his limits, and based on events from his previous life, he was a man of good character.

Xu Ping jumped, startled. He turned his head, then hurried over to retrieve the natal demon core into his palm.

Suddenly, in the pitch-black night, a military jeep appeared in the distance outside the abandoned factory, its two headlights shining as it slowly drove closer.

At this moment, he missed Aunt Mei. If she were here, she would certainly know how to prepare the food for An Ning.

The camp had expanded several times over, with many more tents and a bustle of people coming and going—all of them unfamiliar faces.

The white fur on its face was longer than that on its body, obscuring its features, yet this did not seem to affect its vision; it ran and jumped with ease, completely unhindered.

Suddenly sensing the approach of a familiar cultivator’s aura, it paused, then dashed toward the primitive forest to its side without looking back.

Xu Ping was stunned. In the original owner’s memories, there was no recollection of any "sword spirit." Perhaps this was why the original owner had been unable to cultivate and had never had the chance to encounter such things.

Yiyi, expressionless, used her silver-white claws to cut her wrist. Pure silver blood flowed from the wound and dripped into Li Chen’s mouth. After three drops had fallen, she immediately used her powerful regenerative abilities to heal the wound; Li Chen’s body was too frail to handle more.

From the front, it seemed as if only two airships had arrived, but as they gradually descended, it became clear that they were not alone; the formation was so precise that the leading ships had hidden those behind them.

Unfortunately, a new turn of events occurred. Several black-haired demons locked their eyes on the pair, then charged from afar and launched a fierce attack.

The pendant on her chest, known as the Purple Pole Divine Light, possessed immense defensive power. However, it consumed a portion of her own vital energy every time it blocked an attack.

There was also the fact that if something were to happen tomorrow, Ye Ji’s friend might not be able to pick him up.

He had not expected the monster he was fighting to become increasingly ferocious; its strength now almost rivaled his own.

That effectively gave Ling Guang a direction to strive for. The scarred monkey could only think that far; he was a vicious thug, but that did not mean he possessed superior intellect. In a situation like this, that was the only approach he could conceive.

Forks, net guns, and some firearms. Yu Chao had collected those weapons and kept them stored away, but now, at this critical juncture, he brought them out to distribute among his men.

"If you hadn't brought it up, Chairman Bai, I wouldn't have said anything. But since you did, I must tell you: what you've done this time is truly dishonorable," Ye Xiu said, shaking his head with an expression of disgust.

Ye Ji had been deeply moved just moments ago, but after a while, his mind began to wander; he was overthinking things.

Zhang Tiansheng’s plan was actually quite simple: to lure them all into the inner space. In that confined area, he could exert his formidable flight abilities to greater effect.

For those young scions of noble families who were diligent in their studies, the plan was to arrange for them to attend the Huaxia Academy, provided their core curriculum was maintained. This was intended to rapidly bolster the academy’s student body, so that once they graduated, they could assist in the governance and development of various regions.

"Blood is thicker than water—that’s nothing but a joke in your eyes. I don’t intend to waste a hundred palm strikes on you; it would only dirty my hands." Lu Chengfeng offered a cold smile, reached out, and flicked his wrist. A ray of white, icy light shot out and landed directly before Lu Yun.

Qin Feng checked his storage bag. Having purchased the soft silver inner armor, he only had a few hundred thousand left. A look of frustration flickered in his eyes.

Xiang Tao was helpless in this matter. All he could explain was that the troops led by Zhang Gong were currently in the northern region of Bingzhou. If they were willing to accept it, they could potentially turn the northern region of Hebei into their own residence, thereby securing some measure of development.

"Report! The fighter jets stationed in Yiyang have completed their formation at high altitude!" Finally, good news came from home.

It was far more terrifying than the Acacia Heartbroken Red. The spiritual herbs required to refine this poison were extremely rare. Although Lu Chengfeng knew the recipe for the antidote, gathering all the ingredients at once would be incredibly difficult.

Yan Ziyue glanced at Shangguan Yi—dressed in purple robes, he was a beautiful man, as warm as jade and striking in his elegance.

They had entered Kunming City after eleven o'clock last night. Because the night market was still in full swing, they had to patiently wait a little longer.

Li Mingyou felt as if her brain were being crushed by something; the pain was unbearable, and she sat there, repeatedly striking her head with her hands.

"Come, have some water first." Once she reached the second floor of the pavilion, Jun Yichen pulled her toward the tea table nearby.

Feng Yuanxin was right; this tea was indeed a rare find. Drinking tea indoors on a rainy day certainly had its own unique charm. Even though Ding Jingxi knew nothing of the tea ceremony, he had to admit that the feeling was not at all unpleasant.

Watching Hua Rui and the others whispering together, completely ignoring him, Qin Mu frowned.

*Rustle.* It was as if a violent demon beast were hidden within the earth’s crust, shaking with rage. The branches of the Dragon Blood Tree fell like a canopy, and with a thunderous *thud*, Liu Tuo kicked the tree—which required three men to encircle—snapping it at the waist. It collapsed to the ground, kicking up a storm of dust like a sudden gale.

When the stall owner demanded four thousand yuan, the faint smile on Qin Junxi’s face instantly turned icy.

One could hear a roar that shook the heavens from about a hundred miles ahead; the sound was so loud that the nearby peaks trembled, and even the weaker undead under the command of the Demon Bull Commander were knocked over by the sheer force of the sonic wave.

Lu Yu’s cultivation had now reached the Purple Mansion realm, allowing him to use far more true essence than before; he could heal a person’s wounds in mere seconds.

The soldiers outside, witnessing this scene, were filled with astonishment.

Clearly, the use of the "Elephant's Power" significantly increased the user's strength and defense, but it also made them move very slowly. However, the Second Prince, in his berserk state, seemed unaffected by this limitation.