Volume One, Chapter 22: You’ve Been Through a Lot

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Wang Dao nodded in agreement. If this time he returned armed, it would be Guo Dalu, not himself, who would face the test in the grocery store—after all, Guo Dalu’s sword aura only extended eight meters.

Merit held no value for Lin Di; he had no political ambitions, and the entire New World belonged to him. Thus, it mattered little if others received the trivial honors.

He walked unimpeded into the banquet hall. Led by a guide, Ye Yingfan took a seat at the foremost table in the center. Ahead was a raised platform equipped with lights, microphones, and other stage apparatus, indicating that the main guest would soon appear to address the crowd.

“Understood.” The Asian branch initiated action first, as dozens of space transport ships took off from the GUYS super airport located in central China.

The monster was dealt with, yet the problems it left behind still required resolution—chief among them, the massive carcass of the Gobu. Lin Chong stated that TPC needed some samples for research, taking half a leg outright. Other nations also demanded their share of specimens, but even after dividing them, at least half the body remained to be disposed of.

The “Three Serpents” were now stationed in Andor City. Recently, under direct orders from their leaders, the Great Serpent—the head of the Three Serpents—along with his followers, had evacuated Saint Atlantis overnight to seek refuge in Andor City. Though they claimed to be in hiding, they remained active, assisting with dock management and official inventory counts.

“That is your master; you should not address him so casually,” Chu Yunduan said, treating Ning Yin as if she were his younger sister, ruffling her hair before leaving Sword Moon Peak.

“Well, it’s hard to describe—it's a kind of serpentine, winding progression.” Recalling the black shadows that occasionally sliced laterally beneath the riverbed to evade pursuit, the captain of the hundred riders thought the movement resembled that of a venomous snake he had once seen.

“It’s good that we brothers can join forces to expand our enterprise,” the stout man nodded. With the Reinhardt Iron Cavalry of the Grasslands and Hogwarts to the east, the future would surely be under his command. If he could privately associate with Charlie, the future Snow King, their family’s fortunes would be limitless.

Meanwhile, the Dragon Palace beneath the sea resumed its efforts—the once-melted icebergs began to gradually reform. It was only a matter of time before the Arctic glaciers, devastated by the Flame Mountain, recovered.

Then, a tendril-like stream of blackish-red liquid entwined around Yang Tai’s body, connecting itself to him.

Having said this, Wu Er vanished like a gust of wind from Jiang Aoxue’s chamber. Jiang Aoxue watched his departing figure, deep in thought. Since ancient times, the court and the harem were inseparable—perhaps his uneasy feeling about Wang Yuyan was linked to her father, the Right Prime Minister?

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The dual yin-yang fish stirred the spiritual energy of heaven and earth: Qian thrice linked, Kun six times broken; Zhen facing upward, Gen overturned; Li in the middle void, Kan fully filled; Dui lacking above, Xun broken below.

Had he awakened years earlier, he might have summoned the resolve to rival Mo Xue.

Yan Yan extended his hand, gently grasping the delicate stem of the cup, lifting one of the peculiarly shaped vessels.

Yet, he could not help but admire the cyber designers’ ability to craft immersive scenes within the cyber world—it was unbelievably vivid, nearly terrifying.

Indeed, Cang Hua had always operated this way—if it served a purpose, even the King of Hell could be persuaded.

But now, these two prodigal sons had lost half their possessions within a day of setting up shop—did they truly intend to beg on the streets?

After a moment’s delay, Lin Ji finally regained composure. His eyes, bloodshot and fierce, locked onto the breaking Lin Yan, then shifted with equal intensity toward Lin Yu.

Much like the former Tang Guardian, who was almost unmatched within the sect, holding a status below no one but above all others.

Hearing Li Shaojun’s words, Chen Fatty and the others seated behind widened their eyes in disbelief and exclaimed in surprise.

Mixed feelings churned within—since the Divine Emperor paid no attention to this matter, it meant he supported the Vice Palace Master.

The three glared fiercely at Li Xinglan, utterly unaware that Li Xinglan was treating them as invisible. Were it not for courtesy, he wouldn’t even bother to speak.

Seeing that Lei Sheng did not lift the rock, the Creation Daoist and the Enlightenment Daoist showed no sign of disappointment; instead, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

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Turning around, he saw Shen Sui glaring at him with reddened eyes, as if he owed him a great debt.

“What else could it be but to capture you alive for a reward!” Huyan Tuo laughed arrogantly, as though merely declaring so would guarantee him success over Ren Chuchu.

At this moment, Guan Yuanshan roared, forming several intricate talisman seals with his hands. In an instant, a talisman gate exploded open, and two tiger-like beasts emerged side by side.

He heard footsteps growing clearer beside him. Lowering his gaze, he saw a pair of embroidered shoes, followed by a triumphant chuckle. Slowly turning, he met the gloating face of Hong Xiu.

As Zhong Kui had said, this umbrella truly possessed wondrous effect. Holding it, she summoned ghostly sedan chairs, and the seemingly tattered umbrella magically expanded, covering all eight ghost bearers beneath it, shielding them from the scorching sun.

She knew Ling Wei was now the chief editor of the Ruishang A City branch and wished to avoid involvement in Ruishang’s affairs. After all, she had recently declined an award. Besides, she and Ling Wei were not yet close enough.

Moreover, Chu Yun possessed the Nine-Spirit Immortal Ganoderma and had gathered other auxiliary herbs but dared not attempt refining them. The Nine-Spirit Immortal Ganoderma was a single precious pill capable of elevating a peak Heavenly Realm cultivator to a Grandmaster. Failure would mean losing everything. Yet Gao Ren had given Chu Yun hope.

Furthermore, the Nine Cauldrons Guardian family rarely ventured into the Feng Shui world. Even their members who appeared were mostly disciples gaining worldly experience. The true decision-makers seldom left the clan, much like some profound cultivators within sect gates.