Volume 1, Chapter 53: Rushing to Become a Concubine

It was late at night.

Bathed in the moonlight, the public mortuary outside the city was shrouded in an eerie, ghostly mist.

Xie Qiqi followed closely behind Wang Zhi as they stepped into the autopsy room.

Moyuan followed behind them, his face dark and gloomy as he wrapped a heavy cloak around himself.

The intelligence he had gathered merely indicated that Jiang Sheng held deep affection for Su Yuanzhi. Driven by desperation, he had thought of taking her hostage to trade for the person Jiang Sheng had captured.

The former was a matter of creativity, completely devoid of logic; the latter was a technical hurdle. Weaving a randomized loot drop system and an experience point system with magic was no easy feat—at least, Lyle was not capable of it just yet.

As for the Phantom Taotie, it had long since been summoned back to the nether realm by Bai Yushen during this time, while the Gale and Frost sword had already retreated into its own blade to take refuge.

Wang Yan’s mind was in utter chaos. The words "King Yan is Zhang Yan" kept echoing in his head. As an impostor, he could never have dreamed that after only a few days, he would encounter someone far superior, perhaps even the genuine article himself.

Jiang Xiufan gazed at her quietly, as if admiring a work of art. She was beautiful at all times, making it impossible for him to look away, and she even wandered into his thoughts while he was busy with work.

The man had just been kicked to the ground by Xuan Mowei. Struggling back up with great difficulty, he naturally flew into a rage upon hearing such a remark.

Jiang Yuyan, who had just been discussing her studies with Jiang Yucheng with a deadpan expression, instantly turned bashful, her eyes filled with emotions she could not conceal.

"W-What on earth is happening?!" The massive explosion high above did not directly affect the residents on the ground, but the supernatural phenomenon, far beyond mortal comprehension, terrified everyone into a panic.

Wujin sat cross-legged, opening the lid of the food box before her. Looking at the delicate pastries inside, a gentle smile bloomed on her face.

Just as He Liuyang had said, since they were determined to maintain absolute integrity, they had to see it through to the very end. Once the embankment breached, there would be no turning back.

"Is that so? Did anyone bully you? I think they were just teaching you a thing or two," Liu Yihan said with a smile.

Many days later, Lu Wei stood with a cold expression high above a swamp. His original features were long gone, replaced once again by the clean, handsome look he had previously used, while his dark, gleaming eyes stared fixedly at the marshland below.

After listening, Lin Jinhong nodded while applauding. Zhu Haifeng’s investigative work was quite meticulous and incisive, fully exposing the numerous problems plaguing the Number One Electronics Factory. It could be said that this investigative report matched his intentions entirely.

Strictly speaking, among these four individuals, only the Array Obsessive and Longmei had a past grievance. However, their feud was a matter of sects; now that both the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Array Sect—and indeed the entire world—had changed, what else was there to say? Descendants of future generations would forge their own destinies.

"What should we do? What should we do? How can we help him?" The Fire Emblem acted just like a child, looking first at one person and then at the other, desperately seeking an answer.

Strewing the open ground ahead were various clubs and ropes, brought there by god knows which faction.

At that moment, the serpentine monster in the distance had its scales stripped away once more by the pill-condensation cultivators, yet it remained unharmed. Another layer of purple scales surfaced on its body, looking even tougher and heavier, emanating a terrifying might. Meanwhile, atop its head, the enormous snake maw began to heave again.

"Is there anything miraculous about this Thunder Pool of the Demon Realm?" Foutai often went into seclusion and thus remained ignorant of many deep secrets.

Ling Yuming wanted to say something further, but suddenly a knock sounded at the door. Chen Shanghu and Ling Yuming both frowned simultaneously. Clearly, they assumed the person knocking was a teahouse attendant. Despite their slight displeasure, they glanced at He Liujun, signaling him to open the door.

"The blood curse of the White Fox clan originates from the Immortal Lord. Only when the Immortal Lord dies will the curse be lifted," Lin Chen said.