Chapter 50: The Exchange of Interests

“…But you’ve suspected Feng Xu multiple times and tried to test him with your words. How could he not be angry?”
Phil roared in frustration; his own temper wasn’t much better!
None of them had wanted things to escalate to this point.
Feng Xu looked out the window, a cold sneer curling at the corner of his lips.
Sercsy…
Lu Fan also knew that saving a single life surpassed building seven tiers of pagodas. Ever since he had saved Lin Xiaoxiao, his fate had changed, and even his heart, once cold as iron, had softened just a bit.
As for Thanos, who was supposed to bring an unprecedented crisis to Earth’s superheroes, in the story Sean told Jessica, he was hardly impressive—hardly even mentioned by name, just brushed past in passing.
Fang Chen smiled lightly without explaining, but in truth, Fang Yun was indeed busy. The selection for the Imperial Guard Tournament was complete, and he was now occupied with choosing a cultivation technique.
“A legend is a legend, after all. I’ve tried several times, and though I can sense that mysterious power faintly, I’m at a total loss as to what to do with it.” Fang Chen searched his mind, attempting to communicate with that power, but got nowhere.
The ingredients for the elixir of life were unimaginably rare, with one of the key components coming from the wreckage of an alien warship; such a substance simply did not exist on Earth.
For Liu Qian, dozens of meters was covered in an instant—he reached Luo Hao’s back in the blink of an eye.
Yet, when faced with Zhou Jie’s questioning, the figure who approached with such force, though betraying little sign of cultivation, had no intention whatsoever of answering.
Besides, though his understanding of space was still shallow, he had gained some insights. While he couldn’t fully unleash the power of the Space Stone, he wasn’t far off; there was no reason for him to risk reckless experimentation.
Song Xingye was worried about his son, and so, all he could see in this situation was danger.
Trailing at the back of the group, Fang Chen quickly stopped, hiding behind a pine tree, eyes fixed on the group’s every move.
Now that Feng Quan was no longer retreating en masse, he hung over Marcelo’s head like a giant sword ready to fall at any moment.
Erduan’s gaze grew sharp in an instant. Though she had the appearance of a delicate girl, her heart was that of a commanding woman.
In midfield, the combination of Olympic champions Chen Ding and Sun Yang, both known for their exceptional endurance, formed a solid shield in front of the back line.
Chu Mu was already feeling dejected from Xiao Yu’s remarks; now, after hearing what Cang said, he felt even more downcast.
Moments later, Zhao Junzhe, who won the coin toss, chose the side with the wind at their backs.
Hao Jianhua chuckled, understanding his meaning. “I got along well with the previous head of the Lu family, but after old Lu passed, things changed.” As he spoke, he shook his head, making his meaning clear. The previous generation of the Hao and Lu families had been close, but their own generation was merely on speaking terms.
“My goodness, that word suits us too well, hahaha.” Yun Hao joined in the laughter.
He immediately shook his head—there was no rushing this. Take it slow, step by step. First, secure sovereignty over Bei Island; the rest could wait.
On Mount Changling, the immortal master turned and embraced He Tiantian tightly, taking the lead and kissing his beloved with fervor.
“At least act the part—we’re supposed to be close friends.” With that, she nudged me with her elbow. “How about we go our separate ways as soon as we leave the company?” Xing Fengling continued to grin mischievously.
The sapphire ice arrow struck the statue’s face and shattered with a crisp snap, ice shards covering the remaining half of the stone figure.
To put it another way, even if they couldn’t compete in the Olympics, it wouldn’t be a true loss for the two of them—it just meant one less stage to shine on.