Chapter 30

As it happens, tomorrow is the final deadline for my stay here, and I still haven't found a new place. Could I really be destined to end up on the streets?

As for the last Great Elder, he appeared quite normal, a typical old man with a white beard, looking perfectly harmless. When he noticed Wu Tong observing him, he even nodded at Wu Tong, then continued to stare with curiosity, as if trying to discern Wu Tong's true form.

Looking at the formation of the troop, despite there being no fewer than five thousand men, all on horseback, the ranks were perfectly orderly. The troop advanced at a steady, unhurried pace, which in itself revealed that their leader was no ordinary individual.

I stared fixedly at Chen Ya. She did not answer, but looked back at me, and slowly, I saw two lines of clear tears welling up from the corners of her eyes.

"Ancestors, I have found the master of the Demonic Blade. What shall we do now?" A voice echoed like a reverberation, resounding mightily throughout the entire great hall.

"What Boss Mo says makes sense," Xiao Tian said. Though he spoke the words, inside, a murderous intent was slowly brewing.

"Damn it," Xue Xin could not help but curse, before placing a bloody object from her hand beside the ear of the deceased.

The sea breeze brushed against my temples. I did not know when it had happened, but my hair, which had been shaved clean when I first entered prison, had grown back. The strands fluttered in the wind like wild grass in a reed marsh.

The second barrier is called the Soul-Severing Pass. The guards stationed here have reached level 78. Moreover, the walls of the Soul-Severing Pass are built along the contours of the mountain and stand 15 meters high; even Shi Lan cannot leap over them.

Seeing this, Xu Chu immediately grabbed his heavy broadsword and headed toward a pile of stones—the very stones used for city defense. We often see this in historical dramas: whenever a city is under siege, the defenders on the walls rain stones down upon the attackers.

Of course, there were those who believed and those who did not. Yet, those who came to cause trouble for the young man almost always arrived with great bluster, only to slink away in defeat. In time, no one dared to trouble him anymore.

That day, the monkey lay listlessly on the raft, drifting with the wind—ever since the first few days, the stone monkey had never bothered to control the direction of the raft. With water in every direction, what did it matter where it drifted?

A series of rhythmic footsteps echoed from outside the River God's Mansion, and a young man in black armor walked in at a leisurely pace.

"You all rest for a while; I'll keep watch," Li Zimu said with a nod. In a place like this, who knew what might emerge? It would never do to have no one keeping guard at night. He wasn't tired anyway, so he would let them get a good night's sleep before setting off again.

"We are currently in the ruins of a holy temple. This place is rather strange; it is said to hold the inheritance of an ancient demon saint, but it's impossible to enter. Many people are gathered here right now trying to find a way in..." Feng Chenxue said.

The fearless Captain of the Kingsguard, Barristan Selmy, had killed many of Robert and Eddard's close friends. When he was finally captured, exhausted, Robert, admiring his heroic defiance, pardoned him and once again asked him to serve as Captain of the Kingsguard.

However, Lomi was not at all interested in such horrific biological engineering, and so he firmly rejected Orochimaru's enthusiastic invitation.

Chen Guanxi had no choice but to continue dragging Chen Zhiruo up the stairs. She, meanwhile, did not stand on ceremony, wrapping her arms around Chen Guanxi’s neck like a koala, pressing most of her weight against him as he hauled her along.

"Actually, it's nothing special. You just dig a hole and put a coconut in it; if the coconut crab wants to eat the coconut, it has to fall into the hole. I just don't have experience with how deep the hole needs to be," Zhang Buque replied with a smile.

"I don't care about the sordid affairs of your Yan family. I'm only asking you one thing: who set this trap for you?" Qin Wan interrupted.

Thus, Lu Chen had only completed one task, and as he prepared to reconnect with his true self, he suddenly lost consciousness, his thoughts vanishing as if time and space had frozen.

Ming Zhu’s expression grew even more distressed upon hearing this. In the last half-month, Ming Yue’s condition, which had previously stabilized, had begun to flare up again, and even more severely than before. No matter what kind of master was called to examine her, they were all helpless.

These lightning tribulations did not pass through the Gate of Guixu, or rather, the Gate of Guixu could never have contained such violent tribulation lightning.

However, Chu Fengmian knew that an opportunity like this was once in a millennium; it could be considered a great stroke of fortune for him.

Gradually, a transparent, bubble-like ripple began to form upon the previously empty gate.

"A miscalculation, a grave miscalculation..." Qiu Musu muttered, full of regret. Why had he chosen Cao Cao? If he had picked a guild without the Dong Zhuo buff, it would have been a walk in the park.

After eating, I regained some strength and spirit. During this time, Yan Xiaotian kept squatting beside Elder Wei’s corpse, his expression deeply complex.