Volume One, Chapter 89: Talent Poaching, Piranhas

Back at Xiangyue Bay, Lu Cheng went straight to Apartment 302 to shower. As hot water poured over his head, he closed his eyes, and the image of Wang Kai being dealt with in a private room at Jiangshan Banquet surfaced in his mind. The bodyguards had done the beating. The dull, satisfying thud of fists against flesh made his blood run hot; something deep in his subconscious stirred, and he almost wished he could have gone in there himself.

“I told you before, news always reaches the people who need it. We will not let darkness devour the light.” Liu Yun’s staff shone with blinding brilliance as he fought side by side with Zhao Ming and the others.

Huohuang immediately left the mark of the Phoenix Divine Seal on the two of them, and fortunately, she did not lose track of them. Still, she could only rage at the empty air, because the people of the Shadow Gate were far too elusive, and no one had any idea where they might be.

Huohuang took Ling Yun to Spirit Plant Province, and on the way received a desperate call for help from Mu Tianci.

Gradually, those liquids began to condense into a sphere, pressed tighter and tighter until they grew increasingly solid.

The surplus laborers had nowhere else to go, so they wondered whether they could earn a little money to support their families, and naturally they flowed into the factories that were hiring.

Li Ziran attacked on pure instinct, striking wherever he sensed an opening. But Yong Yan was a master of boxing; in no time at all, he had beaten Li Ziran’s face black and blue, and his body was covered with the marks of fists and feet.

“Prepare for battle!” Zhao Ming drew his sword at once, and the silver gleam of the blade flashed in the mist, forming an impregnable line of defense.

As the three of them filled their stomachs, their injuries healed completely as well, and their bodies returned to peak condition.

The technique the old Taoist had taught today had been heard by her word for word. She was already trembling with delight inside, and silently memorized it all. First, she decided to follow the prescription exactly and avenge her husband with a vengeance.

The arrival of a venture capital firm at the door once again proved the value of Discuz. Once the news was confirmed, the team at Kangsheng was in high spirits, while at Qingshan Network, everyone’s thoughts were far more complicated.

“Xiang’er, are you all right? Go see how Sister Zhong Ling is doing!” Yin Junfeng said anxiously and with concern from inside the barrier of light.

However, there were also variables here. Chen Qiaoshan remembered that several overseas investors had once intended to get involved.

Zhang Chen could clearly feel that although his spiritual energy was nearly exhausted, the Purple-Gold Gourd kept replenishing it, so there was no way he should have felt this weak. As for his soul, it was nourished by the Xuanyuan Sword, so it too was in no serious danger. Yet that feeling of weakness clung to him like a shadow.

This demon doctor was still so young, yet his spiritual power was immeasurable. If he could receive proper instruction and refinement, in time he would surely become a new force capable of standing against the Dark Evil God.

Cheng Yaojin shot Yi Feng an ungracious glare, then leaped onto the Black Kirin. Beneath the scores of riders, the Black Kirins suddenly roared, flames dancing wildly as they vanished into the far distance of the horizon.

All the high-ranking figures of every faction were abuzz, all discussing what on earth had happened in that instant.

Seeing how fierce Zhao Yun was, the remaining prison guards scattered in panic. Zhao Yun glanced around a few times, then used his skill and wiped out every guard on the fifth level.

Yin Junfeng went in once more, but still found nothing along the way. In one room, however, he discovered a staircase leading to the second level.

At that moment, everyone’s attitude was the same: in the face of the overwhelmingly powerful Brother Scorpion, they would not unite against a common enemy; instead, they would turn on their own people.

With questions weighing on her heart, Dugu Yi entered the village and saw that the houses on both sides had been reduced to ruins, as though no one had lived there for a very long time.

But by his own estimate, he should have no trouble defending against the attacks of the Sword Sect Master and the White-Haired Grand Elder.