Volume One, Chapter Thirty-Three: Dog Eat Dog

Before coming to the East, Nofelle brimmed with confidence. As long as he could temper his character once more or find a way to greatly enhance his spiritual power, he would be able to immediately enter the ranks of Beast Divine Generals.

Ye Tianyun compared his results with last time—his sweeping kick had reached 650 kilograms, and this time it had increased by over a hundred. He let out a long breath of relief; such strength should suffice in martial competitions. The real challenge was how to unleash all that power during actual combat.

A few minutes later, when they arrived at one of the Dreamchase recruitment sites beside the x001 sub-teleportation array, this was the conversation they overheard.

As his spiritual power continued to stretch outward, Nebula began to feel a growing emptiness, as if his entire head had been hollowed out, leaving him painfully adrift.

Glancing back, he saw the barrier that had previously dissipated now gradually reforming. The aura of destruction began to gather and condense.

“President Blue? I truly didn't expect that the silver player who, as Acting President Wanli mentioned, broke through to this third trial would actually be you.” Liu Lu looked in surprise at the burly, unrestrained man before him—the green-haired Orange Blue Chuxue’s father, former husband of Luoxue Hanmei Yuan Ming, and the Iron Wall guild president of ducal rank, Blue Pentagram.

“Second Brother!” Jin Yi was the first to shout, his voice brimming with excitement and joy. Liu Xing and the others also cast their gazes over—not as vocal as Jin Yi, but their expressions clearly betrayed their excitement.

No one knew where the boundless dark clouds had come from; in a matter of seconds, they filled the sky above, blotting out the sun. The entire venue was plunged into blackness as deep as midnight.

With such formidable power, even if it was only temporary, Xiao Yinjian no longer needed to fear any exotic beast. Brimming with confidence, he shot a glance at the southern forest, which hid an unknown number of monsters, and strode right in, no longer concerned about danger.

The two of them arrived together at the city management center, instructing Clyde to assemble a team to construct a magic engine motorcycle and simultaneously issue a world-level announcement.

“Heh, I haven’t even played my trump card yet. If I bring out that thing, I guarantee that no matter how tough your bones are, you won’t have a chance of winning.” Ye Xing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned.

Zhao Yuan continued chatting with Wan Yunjun and Wan San; most of the time, Zhao Yuan spoke while Wan Yunjun asked questions. Every time she spoke with Zhao Yuan, she felt she gained so much, never quite understanding how he knew so much.

The pill cauldron shook violently; if not for Chu Feng’s spiritual control, it would have smashed a giant hole straight through the inn.

The Wang family patriarch was at the Tribulation Crossing stage; even his own father, the emperor, would have to treat him with utmost respect.

“Whitehead, Black Tiger, and the other animals back home—I wonder how they’re doing. It’d be nice if each of them could have a glass ornament like those.” Luoluo mumbled to herself.

They had agreed to advance and retreat together, but with the Land of Fire Erosion yet to open, the Zhao family broke the rules. How could the Wei family not object? They left, stifling their discontent.

He wanted to prove himself before Chen Fan, his boss. Only by doing so could he demonstrate his value and preserve the dark divine flame within him.

He reached out to touch the garment, but instantly felt a sharp, stinging pain and quickly drew his hand back.

Even if it couldn’t imprison the War Demon at his peak, Chu Feng’s inner world was more than enough to slice the War Demon into pieces.

What they didn’t realize was that, at this very moment, the capital’s emperor and his officials were already overshadowed by the specter of war. Disappointment was inevitable.

“Of course you can, but I can’t help feeling reluctant. Let’s use another spiritual soil to cultivate it for now.” White Turtle spoke with a look of deep reluctance, as if this spiritual soil was his very lifeblood.

Seeing the martial artists’ joyful expressions after drinking the Dao wine, Luo Chen couldn’t help but sigh. Who would have thought a single bag of wine could satisfy them so completely?

Dawn broke as a pale band of light appeared on the horizon. The sun rose, and grand violet energy surged forth, bathing the earth in radiance.

Qin Ming laughed heartily. There were truths they might not understand, but his actions alone were enough for them to glean some insight.

“Please, sirs, have a seat.” Ling Duyu hurriedly invited the two men to sit. Their ease in passing through his grand formation made him feel powerless.

The Nether Emperor and his companions beamed with joy at the outcome, their faces alight with happiness.

After a dispute arose, Liu Tianhao proposed settling it with a cricket fight. If Lu Baojun won, things would proceed according to his wishes; if Liu Tianhao won, the family alliance would be sealed. The Xu and Wang families served as witnesses for this wager.

As soon as he left the room, a wave of heat and the rich aroma of herbs washed over Chen Haotian, nearly scalding him.

With another thunderous roar, Luo Chen swept his Azure Dragon Sword, slaughtering dozens of winged clan members around him.

Gu Changjiu’s performance had indeed surprised many; those who had been eliminated didn’t bother to hide their envy. From now on, he would be a member of Tianyuan Academy—a symbol of status and honor.

“We’ve come to choose flowers and plants for Princess Danzhu. With this rain showing no sign of letting up, are we to leave empty-handed?” Rou Shu pursed her lips in displeasure.

“Sir? Looking to buy a car? Please, come in and have a look. Our Honda dealership is running a promotion—place an order and receive a free genuine car seat cushion.” Lin Xinrou smiled warmly.

“Still, capturing that old bald vagrant alive was worth it.” Despite the enormous price paid, he seemed satisfied with the outcome.

Both Ye Zhen and Hu Yiyi leaned toward sending the third prince, Rong Xu; thus, the court situation tipped, leaving Ye Wushang with no chance of victory.

“It seems this substance only appears in those they call B-class or higher ability users,” Lin Xuan mused, observing the liquid before him. He had only found it in two B-class ability users thus far.

Looking down, Wang Yue saw a dagger pressed to his abdomen, and when he touched it in confusion, his hand came away covered in blood.

With the documents provided by Yu Feng, Chen Xi’nan moved unimpeded through the gates and headed straight for Building 14 on the north side.